In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

She thought that she and Wen Qiao were not familiar enough to allow each other to stay in her home. She had never liked trouble, and she did not want an accident to disturb her originally peaceful life.

After hearing what Song Jinhe said, Wen Qiao felt a little hurt.

After the apocalypse came, she only had one familiar friend in Yuncheng, Song Jinhe, and she didn't expect that she would not be willing to take her into trouble.

But she really had nowhere to go.

"I don't need you to take special care of me. Just treat me as an ordinary survivor in the building. I will do all the work I need to do and I will never be lazy."

Wen Qiao's eyes turned red: "I just don't want to be raised like a canary by Jiang Xu. Please, just give me a chance to live, okay?"

Song Jinhe sighed helplessly. She had always been taken care of by Wen Qiao when she went to the market to do business. Now that she wanted something from her, she certainly couldn't refuse it easily.

I thought Wen Qiao was just having a little temper, but now it seems that there may be some reason for it.

Sighing helplessly, Song Jinhe rubbed his temples and said, "Then you can stay on the 16th floor and sleep in any room.

I will ask someone to add your name to the duty list, which can be regarded as repaying the favor you received some time ago. "

Wen Qiao's eyes were bright with excitement: "Thank you, I will not hold back Building 3!"

Song Jinhe nodded to Wang Xingsheng and told him to take care of him, and then climbed up the stairs.

Cheng Qianhuai looked back at the excited Wen Qiao: "You'd better have someone tell Jiang Xu the news about her being here, otherwise there will be another trouble."

Song Jinhe naturally knew this truth, but he also felt a little pitiful for Wen Qiao.

After all, everything in the fall from heaven to the mire lies in the man's attitude towards her.

This is the result of the great disparity in strength between partners. There will always be one who is stronger and the other is weaker.

The same goes for her and Cheng Qianhuai, but this guy always has low self-esteem in front of her, so he is willing to be suppressed by her.

"I know, but now I am caught in the middle and am not a human being. This feeling is not good."

Song Jinhe asked a person patrolling the corridor to go out and reveal the news to Jiang Xu, and then quickly returned to 1802, gently scratching Ling Dang's chin.

But before she could calm down for a few minutes, someone hurriedly knocked on the security door.

Song Jinhe was too lazy to move, so Cheng Qianhuai walked over and opened the door.

The person who came was the person who was ordered by Song Jinhe to deliver the news. He was sweating profusely and his words were somewhat choppy.

"Tell Sister Song that the man named Jiang Xu is here and is confronting the new woman at the door."

Song Jinhe put the bell back into the cat's nest irritably, and he couldn't say he was in a good mood.

According to her plan, today was supposed to be a calm and boring day. Who would have thought that the two of them would be so noisy.

"I know, I'll go down and take a look now."

Song Jinhe hurried down in his sandals, only to see Wen Qiao sobbing inside the security door with a dirty face, while Jiang Xu patiently coaxed her outside the door.

There is only a door between the two, but they cannot meet because of Wen Qiao's stubbornness.

Song Jinhe stepped forward and opened the door. He took Wen Qiao's arm and pushed her into Jiang Xu's arms.

"Please don't bring me along when you two flirt and have conflicts in the future. I still have to deal with your mess."

After saying that, she slammed the thick security door hard, making a heavy slamming sound.

She didn't know what happened between the two, and she didn't want to know.

The matters between the two of them belong to them and have nothing to do with outsiders, and they should not cause any trouble to others.

However, Wen Qiao struggled to break free from Jiang Xu's arms, crying like pear blossoms and insisting that Song Jinhe take him in.

She made a lot of noise, and there were a lot of melon-eating people in the community. Several heads stuck to the windows, which was a spice to the boring life.

Song Jinhe was helpless and irritable, but it was hard for him to fall out with them directly.

After all, Jiang Xu controls most of Yuncheng's goods circulation channels, and he may need his help at some point in the future.

In particular, his power is not small, and the number of thermal weapons in his hands is also very considerable. If he really makes him anxious, I am afraid that the entire Building 3 will suffer as well.

Song Jinhe really wanted to blow the two people up with a bomb, and his head hurt from Wen Qiao's crying and knocking on the door.

Cheng Qianhuai took her to an empty room aside and said mysteriously: "Isn't this a good time to steal supplies?"

When Song Jinhe heard this, he immediately felt that his waist no longer hurt and his legs were no longer sore. He even wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Wen Qiao.

Yes, this Jiang Xu probably lacks everything. If he can really help him coax Wen Qiao to change his mind, then it wouldn't be too much to blackmail him severely, right?

Song Jinhe immediately had an idea in his mind, straightened his messy hair and opened the door.

Jiang Xu was the only one outside the door, but he didn't bring any of his men. Coming alone didn't put any pressure on Song Jinhe.

"Come in, everyone. Let's find a room and have a good chat. I don't want the two of you to get into such a tense situation."

Song Jinhe raised his hand to make a sign of invitation, and together with Cheng Qianhuai, he took people to 1602 different bedrooms for psychological counseling.

Neither of them expected that the heart-to-heart talk business would be possible after the apocalypse.

Passing a piece of paper to Wen Qiao, Song Jinhe walked away from her without leaving any trace, and said helplessly: "Tell me, what exactly did you two quarrel about?"

Wen Qiao cried even harder when he heard this, but when he saw Song Jinhe making a silent gesture, he could only sob and cover his mouth, sobbing pitifully.

"Speak nicely, if you cry again I will throw you out."

Wen Qiao wiped the tears on his face pitifully: "He has been keeping me at home and raising me like a canary.

There are no entertainment activities every day, so I can only wait for him to come home like a watchman.

I know that everything he does is to give me a better life, but I am also willing to eat garbage and drink dirty water with him. I don't have to force him to give me such a good life. "

Song Jinhe sneered, showing no mercy to Wen Qiao: "If you could really eat garbage and drink dirty water, wouldn't you have gone out to fight earlier?

There is no need to go to Building 3 to find me?

You came to me not just because you knew I was here, but also because you knew Jiang Xu would definitely guess that you were here and come over to coax you to go back, right? "

Wen Qiao was touched by what she said, and she wiped away her tears in embarrassment.

She and Jiang Xu had grown up together since they were childhood sweethearts. Now they were actually like children who wanted attention. They could only get Jiang Xu's attention by being awkward and losing their temper.

"I really don't want to leave him, but I also don't want to be a waste next to him."

Wen Qiao calmed down and balled up the wet tissue in his hand: "I know that he works so hard for the sake of our two lives. He doesn't want me to suffer, so he works so hard every day.

But I wasn't happy that he did it. "