Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 137 Seeing Qiao Jiaxin Again

"I thought I'd see you in my arms when I woke up."

Nan Jin was slightly embarrassed, and pushed his hand unnaturally, "I made breakfast, can you go and ask your elder brother to come over to eat together?"

Tong Junhao stood still, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder, and asked softly, "Why do you want to make breakfast?"

The preserved egg and lean meat porridge gradually exuded a strong fragrance. Nan Jin smiled, a little embarrassed, "I suddenly realized that I haven't cooked breakfast for you once since I got married. It seems very incompetent, isn't it?"

"It's quite incompetent," Tong Junhao wrapped her hand with his big hand, and stirred the porridge in the casserole with her, "However, the remedy was timely."

"..." Can she die without hitting her?

Nan Jin rolled her eyes, "Hurry up, I still need a little time, you will only get in the way here, and you can have breakfast when you come back."

Seeing her persistence, Tong Junhao had no choice but to give up the opportunity to continue hugging her, and walked out casually.

The sportswear of the two is of the same style, one red and one white, which look very well matched.

"It seems that your life after marriage is not bad, at least, it is getting better and better." Among the five brothers who met not far from the villa, Tong Chengan said to Tong Junhao.

Forgetting Nan Jin who couldn't see clearly through the frosted glass, Tong Junhao casually put his hands in his pockets, turned his head, and said in an extremely pulled tone, "At least it's much better than you."

"Third brother, you are so unkind." After working for him all night, Tong Mingan's eyes were bloodshot, with obvious bloodshot eyes.

Tong Junhao snorted, "Honest? More important than a wife?"

"..." It really is a wife slave!

Tong Yun'an touched his nose, looked around, and finally returned to Tong Junhao, "I heard that you locked up Nan Jin some time ago, Jinwu Zangjiao?"

Hearing this, Tong Junhao gave him a sideways glance, "Unfortunately, this is not a golden house."

The four of them were stunned. What did this sentence really mean to compare Nan Jin to Chen Ajiao?

When they wanted to ask him what he meant, Tong Junhao waved his hand, "Jinjin made breakfast, dinner is ready."

As soon as the words were finished, four winds blew past him, the corners of Tong Junhao's mouth twitched, and his calm steps were slightly chaotic.

Nan Jin heard the voice coming out of the kitchen. Before she could take off her apron, she smiled slightly when she saw everyone coming in. Just as she was about to speak, the man came over, "Are you ready?"

She nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Skillfully untying the rope behind her and helping her take off her apron, Tong Junhao took her hand and sat down on the main seat, with a big wave of his hand, "Eat."

"..."

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for the four Tong Cheng'an brothers to believe that the third child, who never had much contact with women, would be so kind to Nan Jin.

Everything in Xia Yuan is exquisite and exquisite. If Nan Jin didn't take the initiative to speak up in this villa, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to come in. Maybe it's because Tong Junhao didn't want their living space to be contaminated with other people's breath.

Nan Jin didn't know the tastes of the other four brothers. He wanted to ask the housekeeper and the chef, but he got the news from Butler Li. None of them knew their tastes.

Therefore, Nan Jin was apprehensive about eating a meal, for fear that it might not suit other people's tastes.

In the past, she didn't care about Tong Junhao, she didn't care about this marriage, and naturally she didn't care about Tong Junhao's family, but now, she wanted this marriage to be successful.

Under the table, Tong Junhao held her hand, "What are you worried about? It's their honor that you cook for them."

You know, it was the first time for him to eat such a breakfast, and he still had it with them, which made Tong Junhao very upset.

Nan Jin twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, Tong Junhao still felt that it was not enough, squeezed her hand, "Hurry up and eat, don't you have to go to school soon?"

The meal was quite satisfactory, but because Tong Junhao had a busy schedule today, Nan Jin volunteered to go to school alone.

When she heard Nan Jin say this, Tong Junhao was changing clothes and beckoned to Nan Jin. Nan Jin walked over to tie his tie for him. The man held her hand, "Let's go."

He insisted on sending Nan Jin to Horst College, but Nan Jin didn't expect to see her again after a month and a half.

It was Qiao Jiaxin, standing outside the Horst Conservatory of Music for an unknown purpose.

Looking at the rearview mirror, Assistant Xin frowned, "Boss, it's Qiao Jiaxin."

"Ok?"

"It's Duanmu Chengyue's fiancée. After a while, Duanmu Chengyue will be engaged to him when he is discharged from the hospital."

Tong Junhao's eyes flickered, he raised his head from the document, glanced at the two shadows in the rearview mirror, rubbed the center of his brows, "Let's go."

Nan Jin put her hands in her pockets and looked at the woman standing in front of her, "Miss Qiao?"

"It seems that you and Mr. Tong really have a good relationship." Qiao Jiaxin's eyes still stayed on the stretched Lincoln that left.

Nan Jin also followed her gaze, but didn't say anything.

Whether the relationship is good or not is like the taste of pears, and you will know when you taste it.

She pursed her lips, and slightly tightened her hands in her pockets, hoping that everything would be perfect.

"Is there something wrong with you here? Or is Chengyue's situation not good again?"

Qiao Jiaxin took a few glances at her, and the pent-up resentment finally came out, "What's your tone? If it wasn't for you, how could Chengyue be in this state?"

Nan Jin snorted and walked towards the school.

"Hey, what do you mean? Nan Jin, you are very proud, right? You are very proud of making one man after another obsessed, and let them all fight for you, right?"

Seeing that Nan Jin passed her and ignored her nonsense, Qiao Jiaxin quickly walked a few steps to stop her.

Nan Jin frowned, and looked down at her hand, which was tightly grasped by her. I don't know if she was too nervous, Duanmu Chengyue, or something, but it hurt a lot.

"If I were you, I would be happy to be with Duanmu Chengyue."

"Together? How did you know that Chengyue would want to be with me? The person he wanted to be with was never me?"

"Really? What about you?" Nan Jin shook off her hand suddenly, with a cold face, "Miss Qiao, don't you want to be with him? If not, why did you climb into his bed? You Know how I feel when I see a picture of you together?"

"It wasn't me who turned his back on this relationship first, but Duanmu Chengyue! Who knows how many times he has fucked other women, that is, I still believe him foolishly and dream of marrying him all day long .”

"Do you think I will put him first in everything now? Are you wrong? When you are complaining that I don't visit him, I trouble you to think about it. When I see the picture of you and him together, I feel sad." Where was he when I was sad? Where was he when I was forced by Tong Junhao to marry him? It was he who pushed me into despair again, and everything he faces now is his own choice!"

(End of this chapter)