Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 889
Qiao Yi hung up the phone and said anxiously to Ye Minghan: "Boss, the people in Nansha said that Qiao Yi's flight is at ten o'clock in the morning, so she should arrive at four o'clock in the afternoon, but she told us it was ten o'clock in the morning." The plane at one o'clock arrives at five o'clock, isn't this obviously intentional?"

"If this is the case, then you don't have to worry about it. It means that she had a plan and not a temporary accident." Ye Minghan thought for a while, "You can ask someone to check her flight, and then adjust the surveillance at the airport to see See if she left alone or someone came to pick her up."

Qiao Yi suddenly realized: "Okay, I'll go right away!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

About an hour later, I called: "Boss, I checked the surveillance and found that she walked out of the airport hall at [-]:[-] p.m., and then got into a black car, but I don't know where she went after that."

Ye Minghan pondered for a moment: "So she should have an appointment with someone, at least don't worry about safety issues, just wait and see if she will contact you tomorrow."

"That's the only way to go. Boss, I'll hang up." Qiao Yi finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Song Siqiao came over and said, "It's really strange, Qiao Yi doesn't know many people in the capital, who will she make an appointment with? And she's still secretive?"

Ye Minghan glanced at her: "Don't worry about it so much, she did it on purpose, I can only wait for her to contact us first."

Song Siqiao nodded helplessly, then went upstairs.

At the same time, a bamboo building in a private garden in the outer suburbs.

Jiang Shao stood in front of the window with a cigarette in his hand, looking into the distance with a lonely expression amidst the smoke.

After a while, he only heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and he paused for a while, but he didn't turn his head.

Seeing him standing by the window alone, Qiao Yi happily ran over: "Brother Jiang, I've finished taking a shower, and I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat here?"

Jiang Shao still didn't look back: "It should be in the refrigerator, can you cook it?"

Qiao Yi originally planned to say that she hadn't cooked, but then she thought about whether this would arouse his dislike. After all, it is too unreasonable for a girl's family to have never cooked.

So he volunteered and said, "Of course I will. I usually cook by myself at home."

Jiang Shao's expression didn't fluctuate, he just nodded: "Then do what you want to eat yourself."

"Uh... Brother Jiang, in order to save time, I think we should eat noodles, right? What do you think?" Qiao Yi asked anxiously.

Saving time is all bullshit, the key is how easy it is to cook noodles?

Although she hasn't practiced it herself, she has never eaten pork and seen pigs running. She believes that she can do it, but she doesn't know if Jiang Shao would like to eat noodles.

"I don't care, it depends on your taste." Jiang Shao didn't even think about it.

"Okay, I'll cook right now!" Qiao Yi immediately ran into the kitchen cheerfully.

Prepare the ingredients first, open the refrigerator and take out a bag of dried noodles, two eggs, a tomato, and a few shallots after thinking about it. This step went smoothly.

Next, I started cutting tomatoes. I found a knife and a cutting board. It took a lot of effort to cut a tomato. Although the shape was crooked and ugly, there were no twists and turns.

Then cut the green onions, and the second step is also completed.

Qiao Yi didn't remember to boil the noodles until after all these were done. Fortunately, she played with gas at home out of curiosity, and was later discovered by Yun Shan and taught her hand in hand after a lesson. Otherwise, she really doesn't know what to do now. open fire.

Add water to the pot, turn on the fire, and when I breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly found that I was facing the next problem.

She knows to boil the water, but when should the noodles be put out of the pot?

(End of this chapter)