Fast Time Traveling Female Supporting Survival Daily

Chapter 74 The President's White Moonlight 08
After Wen Xia left, Xiao Luo was still sitting in the shop in a daze.

How did Wen Xia answer her?

See who that person is.

You may think that I have a problem with my three views, but that's how I am.

With me, even if someone kills someone, I can accompany him to clean up the scene and give him perjury
No matter what happens, even if it is wrong, I will definitely be on her side first.

Get things done with him first, and then talk about other things.

And some people, since they have reached the level of my daily work, then I will choose to stay away.

Of course there are others depending on the situation.

If it is Xiaoluo, no matter what the problem is, I will be happy to help~
Wen Xia walked quickly.

But Xiao Luo began to feel that her relationship with Xu Zhiyi was not as good as she thought.

If it was the past, no matter what Xu Zhiyi wanted to do, he would have been with her.

But now...

It seems that he just wants to stay away from Xu Zhiyi.
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After leaving Xiaoluo's shop, Wen Xia went to the supermarket again.

She originally wanted to ask Xiao Luo to play with her at night.

Also set aside time for the evening.

As a result, Xiaoluo said that she wanted to go home and be a salted fish at night and didn't want to go out.

Wen Xia suddenly realized that she seemed to have nothing to do.

The first few worlds have been busy.

In this world, Wen Xia didn't go to work, she just wanted to take a good rest and have a romantic relationship with Lao Song or something.

As a result, it suddenly became empty, but I was not used to it.

Wen Xia, who couldn't find anything to do, decided to cook for herself tonight.

She came out of the supermarket with a lot of things and stood on the side of the road waiting for the driver to pick her up.

As a result, the driver didn't wait, but Song Yan waited instead.

"Where are you going? I'll take you off."

Wen Xia was not polite to him either, she said thank you and got in the car.

Parents in this world are different from previous worlds.

The two are like strangers living under the same roof.

Even worse than a stranger relationship.

Don't look at the two people who are in love outside, they can have a big quarrel over a little thing at any time when they get home, and then each finds his own lover.

Wen Xia didn't like the atmosphere at home.

So I moved out of the house a few days after I was discharged from the hospital.

Song Yan also has a house in this community, so he directly sent Wen Xia to the door of his house.

Wen Xia asked him casually, do you want to go in and sit down?

Cook by myself in the evening, Song Yan can stay for dinner if he has time.

Wen Xia really wanted to invite Song Yan to dinner at home.

But when she said this, she was actually not sure whether Song Yan would come or not.

He even felt that it was more normal for Song Yan to reject her.

Song Yan was glad that Wen Xia invited him to her house, and that he could also eat the dinner she made by herself.

He wasn't too happy that Wen Xia invited him in to sit down and have dinner together.

He was very troubled.

Because Wen Xia was happy, she didn't notice his entanglement for a moment.

He happily dug out a new pair of slippers for Song Yan.

She wasn't one to invite people into her home very much.

Song Yan is an exception.

Because this is her old Song.

There are no guests at home, so although there are spare slippers, they have not been opened yet, and they are still placed in the shoe cabinet together with the outer packaging.

Wen Xia found a pair of the largest size and came out.

But after Song Yan put it on, Wen Xia still couldn't help snickering.

"Sorry, I only have this kind of slippers at home"

The slippers are a little small and have two ears.

If it was a younger and more lively boy, it would probably be fine.

But the one who came was Song Yan, who was wearing a custom-made suit and exudes a domineering aura all over his body.

Wen Xia wanted to laugh no matter what she saw.

Even wanted to take a picture.

I'm sorry, but this pair of slippers ruined Lao Song's overlord personality.

Song Yan is not bothered about Wen Xia's invitation to his home now.

Wen Xia was obviously the only one living in the house.

From the slippers and the unopened shoe covers, it can be seen that she did not invite anyone or rarely invited anyone to the house.

Song Yan inexplicably felt a little happy with this result.

These are the slippers...

Forget it, it's cute too.

"Mr. Song, be casual. I'll get you a glass of water. Would you like tea or a drink?"

"Water will do."

Wen Xia, who was holding a cup in the kitchen, had a slight smile on her face.

Sure enough, no matter how things change, some things are still the same as before.

Wen Xia brought over the water and took out the game console that was covered by the pillow.

"You watch TV or play games for a while, and I'll cook."

"By the way, do you have any taboos or want to eat?"

Wen Xia's shopping today is quite complete.

And this time she stored up almost a week's worth of food, plus the dishes already in the refrigerator.

Song Yan should be able to cook as long as she doesn't say anything particularly hard or rare dishes.

"I can do whatever you like."

Song Yan also went to the kitchen to help.

Wen Xia saw that his movements were a little rusty at the beginning, but he was quite sluggish after he got used to it, so he didn't chase him away.

This guy looks like he can cook.

It's just that I haven't touched it for a long time.

"I can't tell, you can still cook."

"When I first started my business, I often cooked by myself."

Song Yan thought of the time when he handed over the Song Group, which was finally stabilized, to Song Jun's father a few years ago, and then came out to start the company again.

At that time, the people around him either said he was crazy, or that he was stupid.

Anyway, the well-behaved Song family was not the president and insisted on starting a new business.

Also selected a new industry.

Even if Song wanted to help, she couldn't help.

It was really hard at that time.

Some people hoped that he would fail in his business and could only return to the Song family in despair to inherit the family business.

But he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Later it continued to expand its territory.

It used to be a small studio, but now it is even bigger than Song's.

Those who wanted to see his jokes now turned into flattery.

Later, Song Jun's father became ill, and the Song Group returned to his hands.

How many people thought that Song Yan would merge the two groups.

As a result, he gave the Song family to Song Jun again.

It's just that no one said he was crazy or stupid at this time.

Instead, they praised him in different ways.

But at this time, Song Yan no longer cared what these people thought of him.

Wen Xia saw that he didn't speak suddenly, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.

Then he suddenly smiled very softly.

"What are you thinking? It's the first time I've seen you smile so gently."

Song Jun withdrew his thoughts.

But the smile on his face was still there.

He shook his head slightly.

"I used to cook even when I was busy, because at that time I thought it was something that could relax me"

"I didn't feel so tired afterwards, but I never cooked again, and even felt that cooking was a waste of time."

"I came into the kitchen suddenly today, and I seem to have regained a little bit of my previous feeling."

"Sometimes I don't understand myself."

Song Jun felt as if he had become weird ever since Wen Xia invited him home.

No, it's been different since meeting Wen Xia.

It was the same at the banquet before. After seeing Wen Xia, when he came back, his sister-in-law said that he had become like a living person.

(End of this chapter)