The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

One month after the listing of home service robots, several professional service robots designed by Jiangcheng Technology for Xi's Group were also successfully developed. Before mass production, the Xi's Group needs to inspect the products. What they never expected was that Xi Heming himself brought the team this time.

Before joining Jiangcheng Technology, many employees of Jiangcheng Technology had an impression of Xi's Group and Xi Heming, and they could only look up to the kind that couldn't be approached. But now they feel that it seems that President Xi is not as unattainable as in the legend. He has come to Jiangcheng Technology several times for the robot. It is really an example of doing it by himself!

Facing the admiration of the employees of Jiangcheng Technology, Xi Heming walked to Jiang Wanwan blankly, with a bit of sadness in his eyes: "Mr. Jiang, long time no see!"

Jiang Wanwan felt that she was definitely dazzled. Why did she seem to see a bit of sadness in Xi Heming's eyes? But when he wanted to take a closer look, Xi Heming's expression had returned to normal, looking as cold and inaccessible as before.

If he was at home, Jiang Wanwan might ask him why he was mad, but now the two of them are standing beside their respective company executives, Jiang Wanwan also kept a polite smile, and shook hands with Xi Heming: "Mr. Xi, long time no see."

Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan in front of him, and pressed his writhing thoughts to the bottom of his heart. When the home service robot was first launched, Jiang Wanwan was busy but could go home at night. The two could also share breakfast. However, with the increase in business, Jiang Wanwan had no time to go home so busy. At the company, the two have not seen each other for more than half a month.

Xi Heming held Jiang Wanwan's hand, feeling that her originally slender hands seemed to be thinner and weaker. Looking at her face again, although she looked so bright, she looked closely and found that there were faint dark circles under her eyes that could not even be covered by foundation. .

She must have been too tired recently.

Xi Heming loosened his hand, but frowned slightly: "Mr. Jiang has been very busy these days? It seems that he is not resting well."

Jiang Wanwan touched her eyebrows and smiled back: "Although I have less sleep, I feel full of energy. Maybe I also have the potential for workaholics."

While speaking, Jiang Wanwan had already brought the Xi's group into the meeting room. Because today is mainly the function test of professional robots in the industry, the layout of the conference room has been adjusted. The original layout of the chairs on both sides of the long conference table has been changed to the style of a small auditorium. Several robots are on the front stage with a table below. And chairs.

When he reached the table in the first row, Xi Heming stopped and said with a faint expression to the subordinates he brought: "Professional robots are designed for companies in different industries under the Xi Group. You should know us better than me. Regarding the needs of robots. This time, each of you will test the robots of your own industry. If you have any needs and opinions for improvement, I will only be an audience this time."

After talking, Xi Heming turned his head and looked at Jiang Wanwan: "Mr. Jiang doesn't mind sitting in the last row with me? I think it's quieter there and it's more suitable for onlookers to think."

Although Jiang Wanwan felt that Xi Heming did not follow the routine, but seeing Xi Heming frowning and looking unhappy, Jiang Wanwan had to sit in the last row with Xi Heming with a gesture of please.

Because the space in the conference room is large enough, Jiangcheng Technology does not know how many people will come from the Xi’s Group, so a total of seven rows of seats were prepared, but the participants only filled the first two rows. Xi Heming and Jiang Wanwan were sitting together. The last row is five or six meters away from the people in front.

The two presidents were seated, and the other talents sat down. When Meng Yunming walked to his seat, he couldn't help but glanced sideways. He just saw Jiang Wanwan whispering to Xi Heming while Xi Heming swept away his indifference. There was a faint smile on Jiang Wanwan's face, and her brows and eyes were doting. Although they couldn't hear what they were saying, just by looking at the distance between the two whispers, they knew that their relationship must be very good.

Meng Yunming sighed silently in his heart. Xi Heming's coming to Jiangcheng Technology again and again is not condescending at all, but simply wants to see Jiang Wanwan. Jiang Wanwan didn't go home for two weeks. Xi Heming came to see her under the pretext of work because he missed her. The two people's invisible dog food was so unscrupulous that he couldn't help feeling agitated.

But fortunately, fortunately, he has always been self-aware and aware of the perception between himself and Jiang Wanwan, so he has always restrained his feelings from fermenting; fortunately, fortunately, he was fortunate to witness the appearance of Jiang Wanwan and Xi Heming together. , So that he has no regrets in his heart.

He felt that an excellent woman like Jiang Wanwan was indeed only worthy of a man like Xi Heming.

All the people from the two companies were seated, and the robot test officially started under the auspices of the product manager of Jiangcheng Technology. The people of Xi's Group would imitate customers to simulate various scenarios, and test the reaction ability of the robots through the scenarios.

Jiang Wanwan was asking about the situation of Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer in a low voice. After hearing the start of the meeting, she couldn't help but stopped talking and looked up at the stage. Xi Heming knocked on the table with some dissatisfaction, and asked in a low voice, "Do you only remember Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer without going home for half a month? Don't others deserve your care?"

"Of course not, I also miss Aunt Wang very much." Jiang Wanwan couldn't help putting her hand on her belly, showing a salivating expression: "I miss Aunt Wang, and I also want the dishes made by Aunt Wang. I really am Enough for takeaway."

Xi Heming paused and sighed softly: "Nothing is too late. Although this is a critical period for Jiangcheng Technology, you can't spend all of your energy on work. Do you still want it?"

Jiang Wanwan was stunned, and looked at Xi Heming incredulously: "What I heard just now, are you caring about me?"

Xi Heming's ears were a little red, but his tone was justified: "Can't I care about you?"

Jiang Wanwan was asked in a daze: "No, I just feel that there is something inconsistent with people who care about others and you."

"I don't care about others, but we are friends!" Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan seriously: "Is it normal for friends to care about each other?"

Jiang Wanwan's thoughts were abducted, and she nodded honestly: "Yes."

A smile flashed in Xi Heming's eyes, but his expression looked more serious than before: "That's not enough. I have always cared about you, but you didn't pay attention. But you don't care about me at all, you just asked. I asked Xiaoyi Jiang, Xiaoer Xi, and Aunt Wang, but didn’t ask me how I’ve been. Didn’t you notice any changes in me?”

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help feeling a little guilty when she heard this. She did not notice Xi Heming's fatness and thinness, and did not want to care about him subconsciously. Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming for a while, and found nothing unusual. She felt guilty even more. She put her hands together and looked at him pitifully: "Sorry, I didn't see any changes in you."

Xi Heming stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Wanwan's wrist and put it on his abdominal muscles. Jiang Wanwan's eyes widened by Xi Heming's movements, and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand. But Xi Heming seemed to have expected her movement, pressing her wrist and refusing to let go: "Did you come back from touching my abdominal muscles?"

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan with a touch of triumph in his expression: "This month, I only ate steak and egg whites for dinner, and insisted on three hours of aerobic training every night. Do you think my abdominal muscles are all back? "

Jiang Wanwan admired Xi Heming as a five-body cast. This eldest brother is too strong. A month ago, he just said casually and he became fat. He just forcibly trained his abdominal muscles back, and made an exception to let him touch his abdominal muscles. Detecting fitness results, this is how perfect it is to achieve this level.

Jiang Wanwan pressed the muscles under his hands according to his will, and praised sincerely: "Your abdominal muscles have indeed come back, and I feel stronger than before."

Xi Heming smiled with satisfaction, God knows how difficult it is for him to get these abdominal muscles. Not only did she refuse the various delicacies made by Aunt Wang, she also had to cut steaks and nibbles on vegetable leaves every night to increase fitness intensity and also suffer from lovesickness. If it weren't for worrying that Jiang Wanwan would empathize because of her lack of abdominal muscles, it would be difficult for him to refuse the temptation of spicy crayfish.

It was Jiang Wanwan who brought herself into the pit of foodies.

But he likes it.

Xi Heming clasped his hands on the back of Jiang Wanwan's, and his voice was a little low and hoarse: "I will always keep in good shape."

The body temperature was transferred to Jiang Wanwan's palm through the thin shirt, and she pressed her skin warmly. The warm air flowed smoothly from the hand to the arm, and then Jiang Wanwan's cheek surged from the neck.

She turned her head and glanced at Xi Heming, and saw that Xi Heming's eyes were staring at herself, as if expecting something.

Jiang Wanwan's heartbeat suddenly burst, and her original calm behavior became ambiguous. She uncomfortably wanted to withdraw her hand, but Xi Heming didn't notice it. The warm palm was still tightly covering the back of her hand, pressing her palm against his abdominal muscles.

Jiang Wanwan glanced to the front with some anxiety. The executives of two companies away from a few meters away were concentrating on recording the evaluation of the robot, while she and Xi Heming were pulling and touching their abdominal muscles at the back. This picture can't help but think about it. Red face and red ears.

She gently bumped Xi Heming with her elbow, and said in a low voice: "I have praised your abdominal muscles. You can loose me now."

Xi Heming recovered and reluctantly let go of Jiang Wanwan's hand. Jiang Wanwan immediately pulled her hand back as if being scalded, with a slight heat still in her palm.

The people in the Xi's group were talking to the robots, but Jiang Wanwan listened to what she could say. For the first time after working for so long, she felt impetuous. And Xi Heming didn't come here for work at all, all his thoughts were on Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan stared blankly in front of him, while Xi Heming put his elbows on the table and looked at Jiang Wanwan with his face on his side. Jiang Wanwan felt that his palms were getting hotter with his straightforward attitude.

"Jiang Wanwan, did you sleep late last night? You have dark circles under your eyes."

"Jiang Wanwan, what kind of work is keeping you busy all night?"

"Jiang Wanwan, you won't go to the technical department code program again?"

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Listening to the babbling questions, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help it anymore. She quickly turned her head and took a look at Xi Heming, and was immediately convinced by this big brother's sitting posture. I saw Xi Heming's upper body leaning on his arms, and his whole body twisted to face him, and he didn't even bother to cover it.

Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath and knocked on the table with a pen: "Don't talk, turn your head to look at the robot."

"There is one last question." Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan without blinking: "Are you going home for dinner tonight?"