The President's Best Wife

Chapter 547

Xia Xia didn't read Han Lin's news at all.

You don't even need to look to know what will be posted.

When Xia Xia went to the address given by Wen Qiao, she saw that it was a residential building near the school.

Because the environment is good and it is close to the school, the rent here will be a little more expensive than other places.

When she arrived at Wen Qiao's rental house, Wen Qiao just opened the door to put the garbage in the corridor. The landlord said that there would be cleaning aunts to collect it every day.

"Qiao Er, do you really plan to live outside?" Xia Xia entered the room, took a look, and it was almost cleaned.

"Otherwise, I have already paid the rent for three months." Wen Qiao poured Xia Xia a glass of water and said, "I just came today to tell you something. I have plans to divorce."

Xia Xia thought there was something wrong with her ears, "Are you going to get a divorce? Are you okay, Qiao Er? What do you think?"

"Really Xiaxia, I've been thinking about this issue for a day, and finally I made this decision." Wen Qiao sat on the single sofa next to Xiaxia, looking very calm.

From Wen Qiao's appearance, Xia Xia didn't see that she was impulsive.

"Does this uncle know?" Xia Xia didn't ask the reason in a hurry.

Wen Qiao laughed, a pale smile.

"He knew, and he supported our divorce."

"This..." Xia Xia was stunned. Didn't Wen Qiao always say before that her father liked Meizhiting very much, and he was the one who let Wen Qiao and Meizhiting be together in the first place. How could this support Wen Qiao's divorce from him?

"What happened, tell me."

Xia Xia asked anxiously.

"This is very mysterious to say, and you might not believe it." Wen Qiao looked at Xia Xia's slightly frowning face, and said, "I had a dream before, in which I fell in love with Meiji Court when I was eighteen. I was forced by him in the dream, and then I became pregnant, and I gave birth to a child before I was nineteen, and the child is now more than two years old."

Wen Qiao gently stroked her lower abdomen, "This is not the first child, but the second."

Xia Xia was stunned for a while, still unable to accept Wen Qiao's words.

"Do you believe in dreams?" She obviously didn't believe it.

Wen Qiao looked serious, "He said this morning, it was exactly the same as what happened in the dream."

Wen Qiao laughed at himself, "He thought I fell asleep, so he just confessed."

Xia Xia couldn't accept it at all, "I can't, then Meiji Court doesn't look like someone who would do that kind of thing, and..."

Xia Xia seemed to remember something, and said, "Since you have given birth to a child, why did you..."

"Yes, I don't remember. The memory of that year is gone, and I can't remember it in my mind."

"No wonder I felt inexplicably kind when I met Little Putao for the first time. She turned out to be my daughter." Wen Qiao cried for a while and couldn't stop crying.

Xia Xia was at a loss, this was like a bolt from the blue, who would have thought that Wen Qiao, who was the same age as her, would have given birth to a child at the age of 19, and would not remember having a child after giving birth.

It's so fantastical that TV editors dare not write it like that.

The point is, what the hell actually happened to him.

She comforted Wen Qiao, "Then do you know why you forgot what happened?"

Wen Qiao shook her head, "I don't know, all I know is that I was hit by Wen Xin's car, could it be because of a car accident?"

……

She didn't see her mother for a whole day, and Xiao Putao sat on the dining table and chairs, holding her chest with her little hands, refusing to eat.

Hai Lanyin and the old man didn't listen to any coaxing.

Meijiting sat across from Xiao Putao, staring at her.

"Ming Niannian, are you being so disobedient today?" It was rare for Meiji Court to speak harshly to Little Putao.

The last time was when Little Putao sneaked out and saw Wen Qiao for the first time.

Little Putao was frightened by her father's words, her small body trembled, her small mouth was instantly flattened, and her big round eyes were about to shed tears.

Holding back her tears, she said stubbornly, "You've made my mother angry, and you still don't allow me to cry. You are a bad dad, and I don't want to listen to you."

Little Putao raised her fleshy little hands and covered her ears, but she couldn't do it at all.

Meiji Court frowned upon hearing her words, "Who told you that I made Mom angry?"

"You don't need to tell me. I saw that my mother was suffering in the morning and she was about to cry. If you don't send me to school or kiss me, my mother just doesn't want me. It's all your fault."

The more Xiao Putao talked, the more uncomfortable she was, and she burst into tears, the tears were very big, like soybeans.

The cry fell on Meijiting's ears, making it uncomfortable and irritable.

Wen Qiao is going to cry in the morning?
He didn't pay much attention, his attention was always on Wen Boshi's phone call, thinking that it was Wen Boshi who asked Wen Qiao to go back to tell her about it.

Meiji Court knew that Wen Qiao heard what he said in the morning.

No wonder she rejected herself so much at the school gate.

Seeing his daughter crying so hard, Meiji Court let out a soft sigh, got up and walked to Xiao Putao, and hugged her off the chair.

Little Putao resisted and kept punching and kicking.

"Enough!" Meiji Court finally became angry.

With a low drink, Little Putao trembled and stopped his movements.

Lying in Meijiting's arms, he kept crying.

"I want Mommy—"

Little Putao cried and called her mother.

Hai Lanyin and the old man were very distressed.

Hai Lanyin took the little grape from Meizhiting's arms, and said, "I think Qiao Qiao is really angry this time, and putting it on anyone is equally unacceptable."

"I know……"

Apart from this sentence, the Meiji court really didn't know what to say for a while.

Little Putao cried in Hai Lanyin's arms, and Hai Lanyin looked at Little Putao.

"Actually, it's not impossible to get Qiao Qiao back, and divorce may not be the last possibility." Hai Lanyin said.

Meiji Court heard the words and looked at Helan Yin.

……

Wen Boshi couldn't sleep or eat when he didn't get through to his daughter's phone all day.

He called Meiji Court, and as soon as the call was connected, he scolded his head and face, "Meiji Court, you are really not a thing. Since you are sorry for my daughter, why don't you let her go? I can't accept that my daughter is still with you A culprit who killed her together."

After scolding, she seemed to feel comfortable, "Where is my daughter, let her answer the phone."

Meiji Court was taken aback, "She didn't go home?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I couldn't get in touch after calling this morning. Didn't you hide your phone?" Wen Boshi felt panicked when he thought of his son-in-law.

The key is that I actually praised him unanimously and boasted to my daughter in various ways, only now did I realize that I had pushed her into the fire pit.

"I didn't. She was at the school gate this morning, with..." Remembering that she was with Ming Wanchen, Ming Zhiting hung up without saying a word.

Meiji Court dialed Ming Wanchen's number, and within a few seconds, the system tone of the other party's mobile phone came: The number you dialed is currently in communication.

No please call back later.

The brat dared to hang up his phone.

Thinking of Ming Wanchen's thoughts towards Wen Qiao, he knew that he did it on purpose.

He didn't insist on calling with his mobile phone again.

He took Xiao Putao's children's watch and dialed Ming Wanchen's phone number.

Ming Wanchen is responsive to Little Putao's requests, plus she is a sister-in-law, so she will definitely answer her calls.

"Hey, my dear little ancestor, why did you suddenly call your dear brother, do you miss him?" Ming Wanchen's voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Really? How dare you hang up the phone number of your dear uncle, so that you think your life is too long?" Meiji Court's threatening voice sounded.

Ming Wanchen's calf seemed to be kicked by someone, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

"Uncle..." Ming Wanchen said tremblingly, "You... why did you call?"

"Hang up on me?"

Meiji court spoke.

"No, I must have bumped into it by accident." Ming Wanchen's mouth was hardened, thinking that his uncle must have called to ask about Wen Qiao's situation, but he was a man.

As Wen Qiao's almost boyfriend, he absolutely couldn't say where Wen Qiao lived.

"I saw you and your little aunt at the school gate in the morning, and she said to eat crayfish, and then?" Meiji Court cut to the chase, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Then? Then I must eat." Ming Wanchen replied naturally.

"Then?"

"After that, I must have finished eating. I'm back to class."

"Nonsense, where is she?" Meiji Court really seemed to strangle his nephew.

"How do I know? I'm only in charge of inviting him to dinner, not following her. Besides, I'm a senior student and I'm busy rebuilding. How can I be free?"

"I sent someone to follow him. I don't need me to ask where she went. Someone will report it. As for you, you don't tell the truth and you are full of lies. Do you know the consequences?" After Meiji Court finished speaking, he heard the twitch on the other end. gasp.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I know where my little aunt is, she is at school..." Ming Wanchen immediately reported the address, for fear that he would be late and be robbed by his uncle's subordinates first.

After hanging up the phone, Meizhiting drove to Wen Qiao's place alone.

"Okay, Qiaoer, you have something to eat. I made you a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. It tastes good. Come and try it." Xia Xia brought the noodles she made to Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao has no appetite.

"If you don't eat, the child needs to take a bite, and some soup is fine too. I'm worried if you do this." Xia Xia sandwiched noodles with chopsticks for Wen Qiao herself.

Wen Qiao took the chopsticks from Xia Xia's hand and took a mouthful of hot noodles, instantly feeling that he was really hungry.

She ate a few more bites and took a sip of soup.

"That's right, people are iron and rice is steel, no matter what happens, don't embarrass yourself." Xia Xia comforted.

While Wen Qiao was eating noodles, Xia Xia went to the bedroom to make the bed.

"Tonight, I'll sleep with you. I'll tell you, don't chase me away. I'm a pregnant woman. I'm afraid I'll be in danger on the way back. In case of one dead body and two lives, you don't have to cry to death." Xia Xia said The bedroom spoke to Wen Qiao at the top of his voice.

She was afraid that when the air calmed down, Wen Qiao would start thinking wildly again.

"Okay, anyway, the bed is quite big, it can sleep the two of us." Wen Qiao said after taking the last sip of soup.

The first time I ate rice cooked by Xia Xia, I didn't expect it to taste so good.

She took the bowl to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Xia Xia just finished making the bed.

He took the bowls and chopsticks in her hand and asked her to sit down and rest.

"Let me do it, you look so mentally ill, I'm afraid you'll break the bowl, otherwise I'll have to go to the supermarket to buy it later, you know it's dark at night, if I, an invincible young girl, are in danger... ..."

"Okay, you go wash up." As soon as Wen Qiao heard that she was about to start chattering again, she immediately gave up.

When Xia Xia came out after washing the dishes, Wen Qiao looked at her and pursed her lips, "Actually, you don't need to comfort me so deliberately, I'm already much better."

Farting a lot, those big eyes full of stars, it will be dim now, what can I say is much better.

If you can't even fool yourself, how can you fool her.

It's just that Xia Xia didn't say that.

She said: "Tomorrow, I will go to the hospital with you and ask the brain doctor to see how I can get my memory back if I lose my memory."

Wen Qiao nodded, thanking her for being by her side at this time.

Otherwise, she really doesn't know what to do.

After washing up early, Xia Xia dragged Wen Qiao to bed early.

But the two of them couldn't fall asleep.

Xia Xia took out her phone and looked for an e-book to read.

"Qiaoer, let me read you a passage. It's "I've Been Wandering for a Long Time" written by Zhou Zhou, a beautiful writer I like." Xia Xia tilted her head and looked at Wen Qiao. Feeling distressed and uncomfortable, he said.

Wen Qiao looked at her when she heard the words, and forced her lips to rise, "Okay."

"Perhaps every girl has experienced such a feeling. It is not unforgettable. When thinking of this person, she will neither grit her teeth with hatred, nor will she be so affectionate that she will never forget it. The name of this person is not taboo, but after dinner. It can be used as a topic of conversation.

This relationship does not require you to avoid a certain road, a certain street corner, or even a certain city. When you go to these places, you will not be emotional at all, and you will squat down and cry like no one else.

You may even wonder, do you really like this person?Such an ordinary and ordinary person.Because our attitude towards people and things is actually a reflection of our own heart during a certain period of time.

Aesthetics is actually fickle, but we didn't understand it at the beginning.Because the process of growing up is a constant screening, after the polishing of time, those people and things you like will be closer to your nature than the previous dazzled eyes, and screening is inevitable The earth will alienate you from your past, which includes what you once loved, what you once liked.

It's not really their fault, not because they weren't good enough, but because your eyes were opened.The world you see is getting wider and wider, and it provides you with more and more truths, and you gain new power from it, and this power no longer depends on others, but comes from your soul. "

Xia Xia finished reading a long passage, "And those who can't keep up with your rhythm, those who can't maintain the same frequency with you, and those who have already chosen the opposite direction to your path, all of them have become yesterday. The day cannot be left behind."

As Wen Qiao listened, she remembered that when she was just reborn, she stubbornly incorporated Meiji Court into her life circle. Before that, she only relied on her meager understanding of her previous life.

　This is also my favorite author, Canoe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)