The world's most sassy sweet wife

He Xuanchen threw the tablet to Chang Song, with a displeased expression on his face, "It's time to get off work."

Yu Ziqing snatched the tablet back again: "It's not about discussing work, what's your business?"

He Xuanchen's face darkened, his eyes were cold.

Chang Song's hairs stood on end, sandwiched between the two, a little flustered.

He regretted asking his idol to help him read the pictures.

"Sister, otherwise...forget it..."

Yu Ziqing ignored the two of them and focused on examining the drawings drawn by Chang Song.

The battlefield where there are countless casualties is full of fights.

A loli with blond hair and blue skirt left the team and was alone.

She was seriously wounded, holding a magic crutch, and was casting spells with difficulty, resisting the enemy's attack.

Yu Ziqing said softly: "The technique is still very mature. The composition is a bit chaotic, and the relationship between light and dark in the distance is not suppressed. The girl is the center of vision, and she is the place with the strongest contrast, and the overall color scheme is not uniform enough."

"You first adjust the sketch relationship of this picture, and then send it to me for viewing, and then color it."

Chang Song said in surprise, "I just said that no matter how I look at it, I don't think it's right. I can't see it myself. When you say it, I suddenly realize it!"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said: "Check the relationship between light and dark more, and cultivate the overall situation. You have a good foundation, but you don't practice too much."

He Xuanchen's face was so dark that ink dripped out, and he chatted endlessly.

He held Yu Ziqing's hand with a cold face, and walked out of the office without saying a word.

"get off work!"

Yu Ziqing was worried that this guy would anger Chang Song, so she had to follow him away.

Chang Song broke into a cold sweat from fright, but he was very happy to receive comments and pointers from his idol.

Yu Ziqing followed the man downstairs, and saw two words written all over his face - angry.

"Isn't it just a few minutes of delay, as for?"

It was easy to do, and it didn't take long.

She also hopes that Chang Song will not give up her ideals just to make money.

He Xuanchen held her hand and walked towards the parking lot.

"As for."

A few minutes are precious to him.

He wanted to share every moment of his life with her.

Yu Ziqing said: "If you are angry, come at me, don't make trouble for others."

He Xuanchen glared at her angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "My wife is really fraternal."

At times like this, think about others.

Yu Ziqing pointed in one direction and said, "My car is on the other side."

He Xuanchen's expression was condensed, as if he didn't hear her, he stuffed her into his car.

The car left the parking lot quickly.

Yu Ziqing smiled helplessly.

If you like to be angry so much, forget it.

She was too lazy to answer, took out her mobile phone to chat with Su Yan.

——Yanyan: "Honey, from now on, I really have nothing to do with the Su family. The household registration has been moved, and no one can control me."

——Qing: "Congratulations, you are free."

——Yanyan: "Woooooo... I know you chatted with my grandma alone and helped me say a lot, otherwise my grandma wouldn't have agreed so readily. When she woke up, she still insisted on not changing her will. How could I ask for it?" She agrees with neither."

——Qing: "Your grandma figured it out on her own, but she really treats you very well."

——Yanyan: "I know, I will still be her granddaughter in the future, but I won't recognize anyone else."

He Xuanchen was very angry.

The woman didn't care about him at all.

After a quarter of an hour, he finally couldn't take it anymore, pulled over and stared at the woman.

Yu Ziqing glanced at him and asked, "What's wrong with the car? Then I'll go by myself first."

Kindergarten is about to end, and she has to go back quickly.

If I had known earlier, I would not have gotten into his car.

He Xuanchen frowned deeper and deeper, and asked in a deep voice, "Are we husband and wife?"

Yu Ziqing lowered her eyes, and while replying to the message, she replied, "For now."

Not necessarily in the future.

He Xuanchen held the steering wheel, looked ahead, and said in a cold voice, "Whether legal or factual, we are."

Yu Ziqing put away her phone and looked at him calmly, "Then?"

What are you trying to say?
He Xuanchen stared at her, with a strong tone, "Call for my husband to listen to me."

His expression was aggrieved and resentful, like a child begging for a candy coquettishly.

Very simple things, but can not get.

He is really angry now.

As long as this woman smiles at him, he can ignore everything.

But she was indifferent, didn't pay attention to him at all, and chatted with other people's mobile phones.

He is like a strange taxi driver, without any sense of existence.

Yu Ziqing smiled and asked, "He Xuanchen, what's wrong with you? You lose your temper like a child."

Her three babies are well-behaved, and they have never lost their temper since they were young.

He Xuanchen had a sullen face: "How difficult is it to call your husband?"

Yu Ziqing glanced at the time, didn't bother to bother him, and said perfunctorily, "Just call me. Husband! Husband! Husband! You let me call once, and I'll give you two more. You're making a lot of money."

He Xuanchen laughed angrily, "Do you have to be so fussy about me?"

Yu Ziqing's patience ran out: "Don't talk nonsense, drive quickly."

But He Xuanchen made the next request, "Give me your hand."

Yu Ziqing was very confused, and reached out her hand, "What are you going to do again?"

In the next second, slender fingers inserted into hers and intertwined with hers.

Yu Ziqing was startled, and instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand.

But this method is very tight, and the man is prepared in advance, so it is difficult for her to escape.

The heat from the man's palm was transmitted to her palm, like a mysterious force, along the arm to reach the deepest part of the heart.

He Xuanchen looked at their entangled hands.

"I was not afraid of death before, and I even thought that life was a kind of torture. If it wasn't for a coincidence and a mission, I wouldn't even know the meaning of my existence."

"But now, I want to live longer."

"Yu Ziqing, because of your appearance, I know that there are countless possibilities in life."

Yu Ziqing remained silent, looking away from his face and looking out the window.

He Xuanchen's eyes were still on her face, unwavering.

"I'm pestering you, not to torture you, I'm..."

Yu Ziqing leaned forward and looked at a man and a woman not far away.

"Drive over and see what's going on with Du Weiwei."

Du Weiwei limped.

The boy with her is Yu Qisheng.

How did they know each other?
It does not matter.

She intuitively felt that it was not easy for Du Weiwei to be injured.

He Xuanchen was abruptly interrupted before he could finish what he had prepared.

It's because of someone else!

He was so angry that his internal organs were about to explode.

Even if you don't believe him, at least listen to him, can't you?
Yu Ziqing sensed his anger, looked at him with a smile, and finally softened her tone.

"husband~"

He Xuanchen's tense nerves suddenly turned into a state of hyperactivity.

This "husband" made his blood boil.

Yu Ziqing said patiently: "Du Weiwei beat Lu Yuying because of me this morning. I don't know if she was maliciously retaliated against. It would be safer to ask about the situation in the past."

Du Weiwei was injured and might need a car.

If He Xuanchen didn't show face, she would get out of the car now and take Du Weiwei to the hospital by taxi.

He Xuanchen's anger disappeared in an instant, with a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth.

He pointed to his cheek, "Kiss, I will take you wherever you want to go."

Yu Ziqing gave him a displeased look, opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

Take measures!