Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

"Smile, why do you ask me this? Didn't we call that night? You also asked me if Zhan Yan is okay, didn't I hum?"

Yi Xiao's lips trembled twice, and her voice trembled: "Then...then why did you say sorry to me?"

Qu Qingge thought for a while, it seemed that there was such a thing, she didn't notice the difference in Yi Xiao, she burst out laughing: "Wen Qiyang was so fierce to you during the day, and even quarreled with Zhan Yan in the procuratorate, of course I I want to help you teach him a lesson..."

Hearing this, Yi Xiao completely understood...

It turned out that she misunderstood the meaning of Qu Qingge's 'I'm sorry', and Wen Qiyang hung up the phone at that time, so she didn't continue to ask questions...

And it was precisely because of this that she went to ask Li Fuzhan, and Li Fuzhan just went along with the flow...

All of them knew that Wen Qiyang rescued Zhan Yan, but they were the only ones kept in the dark like a fool.

If this matter hadn't been brought up by accident today, how long is Li Fuzhan going to use this matter to lie to himself?

It was Li Fuzhan who planned everything for me and Zhan Yan to get to where I am today!

Yi Xiao's mind suddenly became much clearer. The previous past was like broken pearls, which were reconnected. Her face became particularly pale, and her undulating chest showed her sullenness at this time. .

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Qu Qingge looked at Yi Xiao's silent expression and asked.

Yi Xiao came back to her senses, shook her head, then pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, and asked, "Sister Qing Ge, when are you planning to return to Italy recently?"

"I won't be going back recently. In two months or so, the baby will be born. I can raise my baby here with peace of mind. Besides, Wen Qiyang is in City H and has things to do." Qu Qingge just likes Yi Xiao, As long as a topic is brought up, I can't help chatting a few more words: "Xiaoxiao, you should know about the fire in an office building in the southern district of yours. He'll be there in a while."

Yi Xiao's black and white eyes rolled twice, pretending to be curious and asked: "Are they looking for Mr. Wen to come forward? Then how do you plan to end this matter at the end?"

What Yi Xiao said was to Qu Qingge, but from the corner of her eye, she carefully looked at every expression of Wen Qiyang, trying to find out some information from his face.

Wen Qiyang lazily leaned on the table, lowered his head and played with his son. After hearing Yi Xiao's question, he smiled lazily, with a somewhat arrogant tone: "This matter is trivial, let me say a word, It can be overturned, let’s say big... Or they can spend the rest of their lives in prison... As for the end, it depends on my mood?"

"Is that so, son?" Wen Qiyang did not forget to reach out to tease Wen Zhao while speaking.

Wen Zhao laughed twice, not to mention how arrogant she looked, raised her head and said, "Of course!" Then she turned around and ran in front of Yi Xiao, with her bulging body in Yi Xiao's arms , staring at her stomach, and began to flatter her: "Little baby, Papa said, no matter what I do in the future, I will have the final say, and from now on, I will listen to you, okay?" ?”