The world's most sassy sweet wife

Ouyang Jinsong looked at the direction in which He Xuanchen's car was leaving, and sighed.

"Our Ouyang family has risen. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

Ouyang Jian said: "That must be a good thing, Dad, haven't you always dreamed of this day?"

Ouyang Jinsong gave him a sideways glance, turned and left.

Ouyang Jian looked confused: "What's the matter? Did I say something wrong?"

He followed in his father's footsteps and said, "Dad, I'm going to have dinner with the president of the He Group and Missy tomorrow. Not everyone can dine with these two heavyweights at the same table. You don't have anything to think about it." Let me ask for help?"

Now he seems to regard eating as a very great achievement in his life.

Ouyang Jinsong said as he walked, "What are you asking?"

Ouyang Jian said: "Ask Mr. He, what is the most profitable investment now, and what industry is declining now, and so on. You have held so many banquets recently, don't you just want to make friends with these big shots?"

"Now there are two big shots inviting me to dinner. Maybe because of my relationship, our Ouyang family will have a backer."

Ouyang Jinsong didn't take it seriously, after all, he knew his son's virtues best.

He eats and eats every day, so how can he ask for any business opportunities?

Moreover, he was faintly uneasy, always feeling that those two had some purpose.

But when someone sent an invitation, it was impossible for him not to let his son go.

The plan for now is to keep the same and let the son go to eat, but don't explain anything, so as not to be self-defeating.

"Just go to dinner, don't talk too much. They're recording a show, so if you show your face, it's an advertisement for Ouyang's family."

Ouyang Jian patted his belly: "Okay, tomorrow I will be the face of our Ouyang family."

Ouyang Jinsong let out a hiss, not knowing why those two fell in love with this son.

Except for this son, all of his children can be the face of Ouyang's family.

"Loose weight when you have time." He said and left.

Ouyang Jian stood there and muttered: "You think I don't want to lose weight? Who doesn't want to eat and not gain weight? Am I unable to lose weight?"

Early the next morning.

Yu Ziqing had a dream.

She dreamed that she was in a sea of ​​fire and was about to be roasted and melted.

She wanted to escape, but the fire was so fierce that she couldn't escape at all.

Although the fire was very strong and fierce, it failed to hurt her in the slightest.

A fire dragon wrapped around her, trying to get close to her like a spirit.

She thought of He Xuanchen's game. There was a copy in it of the world of cultivating immortals. The fire spirit in it could also transform into a villain. He was very smart and could talk. It was a very powerful assist and could help players pass the level.

When she drew that part, she thought it was fun and drew a mask for Xiao Huo Miao, which would only be taken off when she was breathing fire.

Probably because I always want to experience the game, but I haven't played it all the time, and some kind of consciousness has arisen in my subconscious.

Immediately afterwards, she felt that she could not breathe, and the fire dragon turned into a volcano, which made her unable to breathe or move.

Just when she felt like she was about to suffocate, she suddenly woke up.

She sat up suddenly and found herself alone on the bed.

I glanced at the time, it was six in the morning.

He Xuanchen?Where did people go?
Just thinking about it, the man came back with a cold body, took off his clothes and got into bed.

Yu Ziqing wanted to go over to help him warm up, but He Xuanchen hid to the side.

"I'm cold," he said.

Yu Ziqing asked curiously, "What did you do out early in the morning?"

He Xuanchen said: "It's okay, a crow came to the door and made a lot of noise."

Yu Ziqing didn't pay much attention and said, "Then get up."

They usually get up at seven o'clock, and there is an hour left, so it's okay to get up now.

He Xuanchen made sure that the cold air on his body had dissipated, and rushed forward before the woman had time to get out of bed.

"Lie down a little longer." He hugged Xiangruan in his arms, unwilling to let go.

Yu Ziqing simply obeyed him, since he had nothing to do when he got up anyway, the live broadcast and recording of the program didn't start until nine o'clock.

The two had been bored for over an hour, when Yu Ziqing suddenly remembered something.

"You said the crow at the door just now, didn't you mean Ouyang Jian?"

Having lived here for so long, I have hardly seen crows.

He Xuanchen didn't answer, all his attention was on his wife.

Yu Ziqing already knew the answer, and said, "Didn't you say you came here before lunch? Why did you come so early in the morning? It's too hard to get a bite to eat."

He Xuanchen complained: "Can you concentrate?"

Yu Ziqing pushed him away and was about to get up: "Let's do business first."

He Xuanchen pushed him down forcefully again: "The matter in front of you is the real thing."

Yu Ziqing suddenly remembered that dream, and asked, "Did you wake up before you went out, what were you doing at that time?"

He Xuanchen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm doing a very important business, and I blame that crow for disturbing people's dreams."

Yu Ziqing stared at him suspiciously: "Are you sure it's him who disturbed your waking dream, not you who disturbed my waking dream?"

He Xuanchen pinched her cheeks, and said with a smile: "Before I left, you slept soundly, and your little face was flushed."

The two of them didn't get up until eight o'clock.

Several cameramen from the film crew also came over.

While He Xuanchen was making breakfast, Yu Ziqing went to open the door for them, and finally let them in.

Ouyang Jian turned on the heater in his car, but he was still shivering from the cold, and the fat on his body didn't keep him warm.

After he entered the room, he drank two cups of hot tea and was still very cold, his voice was trembling.

"Miss, Miss, can you lend me a blanket? I'm so cold. Is your doorbell broken? I've pressed it for a long time and there is no response."

Yu Ziqing said, "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you, what time did you come?"

Ouyang Jian took the blanket and said, "I didn't sleep all night last night. When I thought of coming to your house to eat delicious food, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. Originally, I was thinking of coming back after having supper at home." , but when I think of your food, I can’t eat anything at home.”

Yu Ziqing asked, "Wait, you said supper? What time is supper?"

Ouyang Jian said with a smile: "I have two suppers a day, one at ten o'clock and another at three o'clock."

Yu Ziqing asked in surprise, "So how many meals do you eat every day?"

Ouyang Jian said: "There are not many meals. Am I obese? The doctor asked me to eat less and more meals, so I eat every two hours every day, and the interval is longer at night. Otherwise, I am too hungry."

Yu Ziqing asked, "You're not just obese, are you?"

Ouyang Jian said in admiration: "As expected of the eldest lady, she is so powerful, you can tell it at a glance. I have been suffering from hunger since I was a child, and I feel uncomfortable when I don't eat. If it is serious, I will faint from hunger."

Yu Ziqing sized him up: "Is the treatment effective?"

Ouyang Jian said with a chuckle: "No, the doctor always tells me to control my diet. The more they don't let me eat, the hungrier I will be, and every time I eat, I will eat more, and then I will get fatter."