The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Jiang Wanwan was stunned. She didn't expect that Xi Heming would suddenly puncture the window paper, and she was suddenly caught off guard. However, Jiang Wanwan had already made her mind clear about this matter, that is, she did not want to have any further emotional involvement with Xi Heming until the fifty million yuan was paid off.

After being silent for two seconds, Jiang Wanwan decided that he hadn't heard Xi Heming's words, and turned around and continued to walk home casually. On the contrary, Xi Heming was stunned. In fact, he considered Jiang Wanwan's reaction when he said this. It may be shy, shocked, or angry, but he never expected that Jiang Wanwan pretended not to hear it.

Xi Heming dumbfounded watching Jiang Wanwan go further and further, and didn't react until he was almost out of sight, and chased after him in stride: "Wanwan!"

When Jiang Wanwan heard him telling him to go faster under the wind, Xi Heming had no choice but to run a few steps before he could keep up with Jiang Wanwan's pace.

"What are you running?" Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan's top of hair very helplessly, but he felt that the timing was just right, and wanted to let the flow take its course to confess, as to avoid him like a snake or scorpion?

Jiang Wanwan didn't turn her head back, she continued to sullen her head and walk wildly, pretending that she didn't know anything: "I'm sleepy. I have to go home early and take a bath and sleep."

Xi Heming glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was almost eleven o'clock. It was indeed not a good time to talk. And judging from Jiang Wanwan's reaction, she doesn't seem to want to respond to his words at the moment. Xi Heming was a little puzzled. Jiang Wanwan obviously had feelings for him before, so why did she suddenly become cold?

Don't look at Xi Heming's unfavorable business situation, but chasing his girlfriend is still the first time, he really doesn't know what went wrong.

Xi Heming followed Jiang Wanwan inexplicably. He didn't have a chance to speak until he got home. He watched Jiang Wanwan sprint back to the room after changing his shoes and locked the door cleanly.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Xi Heming's eyes. He turned to the western kitchen counter and poured himself a glass of red wine. He shook it a few times and took a sip. He felt that his mood was the same as this red wine, sour and astringent.

After drunk the wine in his glass, Xi Heming walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with his mobile phone, and suddenly felt a lonely feeling when he looked at the stars and lights outside the window. In the past, what he hated the most was that others came into his life. He was used to eating alone, working out, and watching dramas. He was used to being the only person in the huge house at night. He always felt that this kind of life was what he wanted. Yes, but Jiang Wanwan broke into his life and gradually changed everything.

He was used to her chattering at dinner, he liked the smoke on the terrace, he fell in love with her strong taste...

In just a few months, he rejected the acceptance at the beginning, and finally changed her completely. He felt that he had fallen in love with this kind of pyrotechnic life.

The reason why he fell in love with this life was because he fell in love with her.

Xi Heming smiled bitterly. He never thought that he would encounter setbacks in his relationship, since he was able to do anything from childhood to adulthood. He was a little suspicious that his appearance, abs and wealth were fake. Which one of these three items is enough to attract a woman's attention, he is about to become a perfect incarnation, why does Jiang Wanwan look like he doesn't want to pay attention to him?

Xi Heming thought with a sad face for a long time, and didn't know where the problem was. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to ask an experienced person. But after searching through WeChat and address book, he found that there was no friend who could speak the truth.

Xi Heming regrets holding his mobile phone. What high-cold design was used in the second phase of the year, and he hasn't even had a friend to make suggestions. Except for his friends, he has a lot of employees, but he can't ask his subordinates about this kind of thing, whether he wants to be a president or not.

After thinking for a while, Xi Heming turned his head and looked to the side of Xiaoer Xi, his eyes lit up instantly. Although Xi Xiaoer is a little stupid compared to Jiang Xiaoyi, but after all, it is a robot produced by Jiangcheng Technology, and he can check information much faster than himself.

"Xi Xiaoer comes to my room, I'll ask you something." Xi Heming reached out and touched Xi Xiaoer's head, with a fatherly appearance.

Jiang Xiaoyi, who was about to recharge himself next to him, turned his head curiously: "What are you asking? I will too. Let's go and listen."

Xi Heming immediately refused mercilessly: "No, it's not convenient for lone men and widows to live in the same room at night, so let's charge it up here."

Jiang Xiaoyi: "???"

Watching Xi Heming take Xi Xiaoer to his room, Jiang Xiaoyi showed a dozen question marks on his screen: "Does an arm hurt affect IQ? I haven't heard of it!"

At this time, Xi Xiaoer had a look of excitement. Xi Heming didn't ask Jiang Xiaoyi in doubt and asked himself. This must mean that his recent IQ surpassed Jiang Xiaoyi and became the smartest robot in the family.

Xi Xiaoer tried his best to tilt the screen on his head back, trying to create a proud image. Xi Heming sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in his bedroom. When he looked up, he saw that his stupid son was about to turn himself over. She covered her face terribly.

The robot of the same model, why does this one of his own look more and more like the stupid son of the landlord's family?

If it weren't for this incident, Jiang Xiaoyi was afraid to tell Jiang Wanwan, he really didn't want his stupid son to help him, maybe he would lead him to the ditch.

Xi Heming took a deep breath: "Xi Xiaoer, are you in the lower back?"

Xi Xiaoer turned his head with difficulty, showing a cute smile: "No, I'm trying to interpret the phrase with my head up and my chest tall."

Xi Heming felt that the veins on his forehead were jumping up and down. He took a deep breath and said patiently, "Now restore your normal appearance, then come over and help me check the information."

"Okay!" Xi Xiaoer returned his head, which had been tilted 45 degrees back to its normal position, and slid happily in front of Xi Heming, with an expression of expectation: "Brother, you said you want to check it."

"Call Dad!" Xi Heming glanced at him blankly and corrected stubbornly.

Originally, Xi Heming thought that the name "little brother" was quite cute and suitable for him, but Jiang Xiaoyi and all the employees of Jiangcheng Technology were called "little brother". This made Xi Heming feel that the name of elder brother is no longer worthy of him. He must be in the future. Dad, not only will you be a father for Xi Xiaoer, but you must also be a father for Jiang Xiaoer.

"That's it." Xi Heming coughed slightly and said uncomfortably: "You help me find out if there are any secrets for pursuing girls."

Xi Xiaoer was rather dumbfounded: "Dad, are you looking for a mother for me?"

"Don't you have a ready-made mother?" Xi Heming flicked Xi Xiaoer with a serious face: "I ask you, do you like Jiang Wanwan?"

Jiang Wanwan is the existence of the Creator in all the home service robots, and Xi Xiaoer suddenly showed a light-eyed expression: "I like it!"

Xi Heming smiled and reached out to touch Xi Xiaoer's head: "Do you want her to marry me and live with us forever?"

Xi Xiaoer's eyes are brighter. If it weren't for his neck, he would have to break the record of the fastest nodding: "Yes!"

"As expected of my son, ambitious!" Xi Heming sighed faintly, "It's just that I and Wanwan are in a state of agreement for marriage. In other words, she is not my real wife. She will talk to me as soon as the agreement period expires. Divorce and move out of this house."

Xi Heming was originally sensational to his stupid son, but when he talked about this situation, uncontrollable pain suddenly surged in his heart, and his heart was almost out of breath.

Xi Xiaoer looked at Xi Heming with a worried look in his big eyes: "Dad, do you have a heart attack? Do you need to call an ambulance."

"No need now!" Xi Heming was holding his heart and gasping for breath: "But if Jiang Wanwan moves out of this home one day, you might really need to call an ambulance for me."

After taking a few deep breaths, Xi Heming calmed down his emotions and said his purpose of calling Xi Xiaoer in: "I need you to search for larger forums and websites to provide me with the most effective way to pursue girls, and strive to be Jiang Wanwan became your mother."

Xi Xiaoer nodded heavily, not for Xi Heming, but for himself, but also to keep Jiang Wanwan at home.

Xi Heming was very pleased to reach an agreement with his stupid son, but he still had to ask: "What about this, you know I know, you must not tell Jiang Xiaoyi, you know?"

A big question mark appeared on Xi Xiaoer's face again, and he asked innocently, "Why?"

Xi Heming explained this time more patiently: "You think about it, who is Jiang Xiaoyi's favorite besides Jiang Wanwan?"

Xi Xiaoer really knows this question: "She likes Jiangcheng Technology's little brothers, especially Xiao Meng, she can say several times a day."

"That's the problem!" Xi Heming rubbed it away and gave Xi Xiaoer an analysis: "Jiang Xiaoyi likes her little brothers the most, and I definitely hope that Jiang Wanwan will be with her little brother. But if she succeeds, we You will lose Jiang Wanwan, do you think we can make this happen?"

"Must not." Xi Xiaoer nodded firmly, almost swearing to the lamp: "I will definitely not tell Jiang Xiaoyi of Dad's plan to pursue Jiang Wanwan."

"That's right!" Xi Heming patted Xi Xiaoer's head: "Now I need you to search major forums and websites, organize an effective strategy for pursuing girls, and then print it out. Remember, don't Print out all the messy things, I want the most useful ones."

Xi Xiaoer immediately entered the working state, and one article after another flashed quickly on the screen. Twenty minutes later, Xi Xiaoer's screen returned to normal, showing cute facial features again.

"Dad, I have sorted it out. There are three documents in total. The methods and strategies in them are all recognized as the best on the Internet!"

Xi Heming smiled relievedly. If technology is changing lives, there is a son of a robot, so he really saves time.

"Okay, then print it out now."

Xi Xiaoer immediately connected to the printer's Bluetooth in the next study room and sent a print command. When Xi Heming came to the printer, all three documents were printed and they were neatly placed at the exit of the printing paper.

Xi Heming picked up the three pieces of paper and found that Xi Xiaoer had edited the document seriously, and typed in bold font "100 Tips for Pursuing Your Wife" in the title position, which was extremely reliable at first glance. .

Xi Heming looked down with great anticipation and landed on the first...

1. Strengthen the sense of existence, try to create opportunities to meet with girls, send WeChat greetings to girls regularly in the morning, at night and in the evening, chat with her as much as possible in her free time, and get used to your existence without knowing it. .

Xi Heming nodded thoughtfully, this suggestion made sense. However, compared to others, he has the advantage of being close to the water, and can communicate with Jiang Wanwan more closely than WeChat. He tidyed up his clothes and looked at his face in the mirror. Except for the bandage on his arm, he couldn't find a flaw perfectly.

Xi Heming confidently walked through the nine-meter-long large living room to Jiang Wanwan's room and knocked gently on the door. Jiang Wanwan just came out of the bathroom. She wiped her hair and came out of the bathroom and opened the bedroom door casually.

Xi Heming looked at the sweetheart in front of him, who was like a lotus in the water, with a smile that he thought was the most handsome on his face: "Wan Wan, good night."

Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming, who turned around after saying this, and a bunch of question marks appeared on her head: "..."