Doting wife self-marriage
Chapter 328 Return
Chapter 328 Return (2)
"Well, good, good. Then you go, Bai Bai."
When it comes to drawing, she hasn't done it for a long time, and Song Chenyi doesn't let her draw, saying that standing up makes her back hurt easily, and sitting for a long time is not good for the baby. She thinks it makes sense, so she keeps putting it aside. Without writing, she wasted a lot of time.
After hanging up the phone with Cai Tangtang, Weiran still sat on the sofa, the pregnant woman's milk in front of her was not so hot anymore, it was just right to drink at this time.
"Young lady, do you want breakfast now?"
Aunt Zhen happened to come out of the kitchen and stood in front of her forehead, put away the empty cup on the table, looked at Wei Ran and asked.
Meimou looked around, but Weiran didn't see Wu Juanqing, she turned her head and smiled at Aunt Zhen, "Okay, thank you Aunt Zhen." After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the dining table.
After she had finished her breakfast, she suddenly noticed that the window was completely white. When she walked to the door, she saw that a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, but it hadn't fallen anymore, and the sky was gray.
"Ah, it's snowing."
When Wu Juanqing came down from upstairs again, she saw Weiran standing at the door. Before she reached the door, she felt a gust of cold wind blowing in, and shouted at her back from a few steps away: " Xiaoran, come in quickly, be careful of catching a cold. "
The voice from behind stopped her stepping out just in time, turned her head slightly to look back at Wu Juanqing, and smiled mischievously, "Mom, it snowed last night." She just discovered it.
For Wu Juanqing, the scene of snowfall is as common as the sun or rain. It is nothing worth mentioning. But after thinking about it, Baicheng is in the south, unless it is the highest mountain where it will fall every few years. Snow, otherwise this natural landscape is indeed rare.
"Yeah, the weather will turn hot immediately after this snow, go in, don't stand at the door and talk, it will be bad if you catch a cold later."
Wei Ran raised her eyebrows, gathered her coat, and obediently followed Wu Juanqing's footsteps and walked in. When they entered, Song Qinghui happened to also come down from the upstairs.
"Xiaoran got up so early today, why didn't she sleep more?" Song Qinghui asked the same question as Wu Juanqing as soon as he saw Weiran, looked up at her lovingly, and continued to ask, "Did you sleep well?"
Weiran touched her face, it was soft, smooth and delicate, she was obviously in good spirits, "Dad, it's nothing."
Song Qinghui thought she was thin-skinned and embarrassed, paused for a while, and then said something meaningful, "Chen Yi should be back the night after tomorrow."
Such a blatant hint made the corners of her mouth twitch uncontrollably, she glanced at Wu Juan's smiling eyes, her face became inexplicably hot, and she nodded indiscriminately, knowing that they were all thinking of going together.
Song Qinghui went to work after breakfast, if Weiran didn't get up early today, she would usually only see him at dinner.
On the first day Song Chenyi left, Weiran stayed at home.
The second day after Song Chenyi left, Weiran still stayed at home.
On the third day after Song Chenyi left, Weiran could only stay at home.
They can only rely on the telephone as a communication tool to keep in touch when they are separated from each other. Because of pregnancy, Weiran has less contact with the computer. The bathroom at home was ordered by Song Chenyi before leaving Wu Juanqing also had someone come over and replace all the tiles with new ones. All the tiles are non-slip.
And their bedroom is simply covered with fluffy carpets, which are soft and comfortable, and if they accidentally fall, they will not hurt. After all, she spends most of her time in the room now, just in case.
Although Weiran is pregnant, her figure still looks very light. Wu Juanqing is planning to enroll her in a yoga training class for pregnant women, but the doctor said that the fetus is not stable in the first three months and should try to avoid strenuous exercise. Yoga shouldn't count as strenuous exercise, but to be on the safe side, wait three months.
And the weather in the capital is really weird. After the snow fell on the first day, the sun rose from the east the next day, melting the snow from the previous day, and the temperature was gradually warming up. Those dead trees and flowers passed by After this round of climate change, buds began to emerge.
Obviously, spring in Baicheng is much earlier than that in Beijing.
The elegant black car slowly stopped at the gate of Ji's house, and the man standing at the opposite gate did not move at all, as if he was just waiting for him to come out.
Song Chenyi didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to meet Su Zimo in just three days after he came back. In fact, it wasn't just him, even Su Zimo didn't expect them to meet again by such a coincidence.
He stretched out his hand to open the car door, and stepped out of the car with his slender legs. Song Chenyi walked out of the car with two high-end gift bags in one hand. Su Zimo stood no more than ten meters away from him, watching with cold eyes Looking into the car, there was a flash of disappointment, but then he recovered, staring at the man opposite him who was the same height as him.
"What about Xiaoran?"
Su Zimo's conversation with him could only revolve around Ji Weiran, but he hit the target directly when he spoke, which made Song Chenyi feel very uncomfortable. Why did he ask so confidently?
Seeing that he didn't answer him, Su Zimo's stern face froze for an instant, but he quickly lowered it again, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said with a wry smile: "I just asked, I want to know how she is doing."
Su Zimo felt that his life had become boring, and he could only run between the company and Su Zhai mechanically all day long. He was not interested in anything and could only work stiffly. It had been a long, long time since he had heard There was no chance encounter with her news, and after inquiring, he found out that she went to the capital with Song Chenyi, but this time he only saw that man, but not Weiran.
He tried to call her, but he was afraid that what he heard was that cold voice. Thinking about it, Weiran no longer had any care and enthusiasm for her, and she hoped that he would not disturb her and her life any more.
If she still had hope before, then when the hope was shattered, only the deep despair remained.
Song Chenyi looked at him indifferently, Junyi's face was cold and indifferent, his black eyes were dark, as if they were covered with a piece of black glass, making it impossible for people to see the deep meaning in it, from the perspective that he is Weiran's husband Speaking of it, he disliked Su Zimo very much, and even hoped that this man would never appear in her sight again.
He admits that he still feels jealous up to now, it's jealousy towards Su Zimo, from the first time he saw Weiran, there seemed to be only one person hidden in those bright peach eyes, while others were in her eyes The eyes will automatically become transparent and cannot be squeezed in.
(End of this chapter)
"Well, good, good. Then you go, Bai Bai."
When it comes to drawing, she hasn't done it for a long time, and Song Chenyi doesn't let her draw, saying that standing up makes her back hurt easily, and sitting for a long time is not good for the baby. She thinks it makes sense, so she keeps putting it aside. Without writing, she wasted a lot of time.
After hanging up the phone with Cai Tangtang, Weiran still sat on the sofa, the pregnant woman's milk in front of her was not so hot anymore, it was just right to drink at this time.
"Young lady, do you want breakfast now?"
Aunt Zhen happened to come out of the kitchen and stood in front of her forehead, put away the empty cup on the table, looked at Wei Ran and asked.
Meimou looked around, but Weiran didn't see Wu Juanqing, she turned her head and smiled at Aunt Zhen, "Okay, thank you Aunt Zhen." After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the dining table.
After she had finished her breakfast, she suddenly noticed that the window was completely white. When she walked to the door, she saw that a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, but it hadn't fallen anymore, and the sky was gray.
"Ah, it's snowing."
When Wu Juanqing came down from upstairs again, she saw Weiran standing at the door. Before she reached the door, she felt a gust of cold wind blowing in, and shouted at her back from a few steps away: " Xiaoran, come in quickly, be careful of catching a cold. "
The voice from behind stopped her stepping out just in time, turned her head slightly to look back at Wu Juanqing, and smiled mischievously, "Mom, it snowed last night." She just discovered it.
For Wu Juanqing, the scene of snowfall is as common as the sun or rain. It is nothing worth mentioning. But after thinking about it, Baicheng is in the south, unless it is the highest mountain where it will fall every few years. Snow, otherwise this natural landscape is indeed rare.
"Yeah, the weather will turn hot immediately after this snow, go in, don't stand at the door and talk, it will be bad if you catch a cold later."
Wei Ran raised her eyebrows, gathered her coat, and obediently followed Wu Juanqing's footsteps and walked in. When they entered, Song Qinghui happened to also come down from the upstairs.
"Xiaoran got up so early today, why didn't she sleep more?" Song Qinghui asked the same question as Wu Juanqing as soon as he saw Weiran, looked up at her lovingly, and continued to ask, "Did you sleep well?"
Weiran touched her face, it was soft, smooth and delicate, she was obviously in good spirits, "Dad, it's nothing."
Song Qinghui thought she was thin-skinned and embarrassed, paused for a while, and then said something meaningful, "Chen Yi should be back the night after tomorrow."
Such a blatant hint made the corners of her mouth twitch uncontrollably, she glanced at Wu Juan's smiling eyes, her face became inexplicably hot, and she nodded indiscriminately, knowing that they were all thinking of going together.
Song Qinghui went to work after breakfast, if Weiran didn't get up early today, she would usually only see him at dinner.
On the first day Song Chenyi left, Weiran stayed at home.
The second day after Song Chenyi left, Weiran still stayed at home.
On the third day after Song Chenyi left, Weiran could only stay at home.
They can only rely on the telephone as a communication tool to keep in touch when they are separated from each other. Because of pregnancy, Weiran has less contact with the computer. The bathroom at home was ordered by Song Chenyi before leaving Wu Juanqing also had someone come over and replace all the tiles with new ones. All the tiles are non-slip.
And their bedroom is simply covered with fluffy carpets, which are soft and comfortable, and if they accidentally fall, they will not hurt. After all, she spends most of her time in the room now, just in case.
Although Weiran is pregnant, her figure still looks very light. Wu Juanqing is planning to enroll her in a yoga training class for pregnant women, but the doctor said that the fetus is not stable in the first three months and should try to avoid strenuous exercise. Yoga shouldn't count as strenuous exercise, but to be on the safe side, wait three months.
And the weather in the capital is really weird. After the snow fell on the first day, the sun rose from the east the next day, melting the snow from the previous day, and the temperature was gradually warming up. Those dead trees and flowers passed by After this round of climate change, buds began to emerge.
Obviously, spring in Baicheng is much earlier than that in Beijing.
The elegant black car slowly stopped at the gate of Ji's house, and the man standing at the opposite gate did not move at all, as if he was just waiting for him to come out.
Song Chenyi didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to meet Su Zimo in just three days after he came back. In fact, it wasn't just him, even Su Zimo didn't expect them to meet again by such a coincidence.
He stretched out his hand to open the car door, and stepped out of the car with his slender legs. Song Chenyi walked out of the car with two high-end gift bags in one hand. Su Zimo stood no more than ten meters away from him, watching with cold eyes Looking into the car, there was a flash of disappointment, but then he recovered, staring at the man opposite him who was the same height as him.
"What about Xiaoran?"
Su Zimo's conversation with him could only revolve around Ji Weiran, but he hit the target directly when he spoke, which made Song Chenyi feel very uncomfortable. Why did he ask so confidently?
Seeing that he didn't answer him, Su Zimo's stern face froze for an instant, but he quickly lowered it again, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said with a wry smile: "I just asked, I want to know how she is doing."
Su Zimo felt that his life had become boring, and he could only run between the company and Su Zhai mechanically all day long. He was not interested in anything and could only work stiffly. It had been a long, long time since he had heard There was no chance encounter with her news, and after inquiring, he found out that she went to the capital with Song Chenyi, but this time he only saw that man, but not Weiran.
He tried to call her, but he was afraid that what he heard was that cold voice. Thinking about it, Weiran no longer had any care and enthusiasm for her, and she hoped that he would not disturb her and her life any more.
If she still had hope before, then when the hope was shattered, only the deep despair remained.
Song Chenyi looked at him indifferently, Junyi's face was cold and indifferent, his black eyes were dark, as if they were covered with a piece of black glass, making it impossible for people to see the deep meaning in it, from the perspective that he is Weiran's husband Speaking of it, he disliked Su Zimo very much, and even hoped that this man would never appear in her sight again.
He admits that he still feels jealous up to now, it's jealousy towards Su Zimo, from the first time he saw Weiran, there seemed to be only one person hidden in those bright peach eyes, while others were in her eyes The eyes will automatically become transparent and cannot be squeezed in.
(End of this chapter)
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