Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 392 Love Him
Wu Wenqing's phone call came in when Mi Jia was paying and checking out, saying that she had arrived at the door and asked her to come out.

Mi Jia hung up the phone, took the change from the waiter, and was about to go out to Wu Wenqing's side when she heard Gu Xiangdong's voice behind her.

"You told me before that you don't believe in love, so what about now? Is the relationship between you and Cheng Yue still the kind of marriage you said you would never fall in love with?" Gu Xiangdong looked at her. The sentence "I don't want a marriage with feelings" directly rejected him completely. I once comforted myself that the reason why she didn't choose me was just because she was worried that she would fall in love with him, and the harm her parents brought to her, such pain made her feel sad. She has always been afraid, and in the end she chose Chengyue, but he did not lose, she was just afraid that if she chose him, she would lose control of her heart and fall in love with him.

Mi Jia turned his head, saw a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "No, now I love Cheng Yue very much, we love each other very much." When he was talking, his face was full of smiles. with happiness.

Gu Xiangdong looked at the smile on her face, and at her big belly, he really felt that his life in the past ten years was too ridiculous, and he gave everything for a woman to treat her as well as possible, but she never looked at her directly He glanced.

Mi Jia didn't intend to tell him more, he didn't want Wu Wenqing to wait, so he turned his head and walked outside.

When they got to the car, Wu Wenqing was on the phone. It seemed that the call came from the compound. It was not clear whether it was Chengyue or Land War, but Wu Wenqing told them on the phone that before they went back, they should send the phone call tonight. Meals are ready.

After she hung up the phone, Mi Jia said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, it's because of me that we went back late."

Wu Wenqing glanced at her and said with a smile, "I've been a cook for so long, and I'm tired of it. I'm lucky to come out with you today, so I'll be lazy."

Mitya laughed too, looked at her and nodded.

When he got home, Cheng Yue hadn't come back because he had to sort out the materials, but Lu Zhan came out immediately when he heard the noise outside. He was still wearing an apron, but his face was covered with a lot of dust. Seeing Wu Wenqing, there was Feeling like seeing a savior, he said, "Old Wu, you are back."

Seeing him like this, Wu Wenqing couldn't laugh or cry, and asked, "What have you done to my kitchen again?"

Lu Zhan coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, stretched out his hand to touch his nose uncomfortably, and said, "It's better than last time."

Wu Wenqing didn't believe him, so he just took off his coat and put it aside, and said, "Let's go, I'll go in and have a look."

Mi Jia was also curious, and wanted to follow in to see what was going on, but just as he walked to the door of the kitchen, he was a little choked by the smell of smoke inside, and couldn't help coughing out a little.

Inside, Wu Wenqing heard the voice, and hurriedly said to Mi Jia, "Mi Jia, don't come in, it's too choked by Lao Lu."

Lu Zhan, who was standing beside Wu Wenqing, also murmured softly, "How did I know that cooking a dish is actually more difficult than leading an army to fight a war. I burnt one end and burned the other, and all of a sudden both sides started to smoke, which made people feel uncomfortable. There's nothing I can do about it..."

"You still have the nerve to say that if I'm not home one day, you won't starve to death." While talking, Wu Wenqing seemed to be a little smoked by the smoke in the kitchen, and started coughing non-stop.

Mi Jia turned around and walked towards the living room with a smile, imagining what he would be like with Cheng Yue in the future, but the only thing that was certain was that Cheng Yue would not make the kitchen such a mess, because his cooking skills were so good She felt that she could go out and open a restaurant to compete with others for business.

Mi Jia had just sat down in the living room when Cheng Yue came in from outside. Seeing her sitting alone in the living room, he took off the hat from her head. Mi Jia stood up and took it with her hand naturally, and asked, "Why are you so so today?" Late? Are you busy with training?" As he spoke, he reached out and brushed his hair that was a little raised by the hat.

"No, I stayed in the office to catch up some materials, so I came back a bit late." Cheng Yue said, remembering her birth checkup today, reached out to touch her stomach, and asked, "How is the baby, is it all right?" ?”

Mi Jia nodded, "Well, the doctor said everything is fine, but it's a little big, and I have to keep it under control, I'm afraid it won't be easy when the time comes."

"It's because you are too thin, you need to eat more." Cheng Yue stretched out his hand to pinch her nose while speaking.

Mitya stuck out his tongue at him and looked down at his stomach.

Cheng Yue also seemed to smell the burnt smell, sniffed his nose, looked at Mi Jia and asked, "Is something burnt?"

Miya smiled, looked towards the kitchen, and said, "My aunt and I came back a bit late today, and my aunt was preparing dinner, but something happened."

Hearing this, Cheng Yue twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "No wonder."

In the end, due to the horrific battle situation, almost all the ingredients that could be burned were burned. In the end, Wu Wenqing could only use the remaining cabbage and eggs to make a pot of clear soup noodles for everyone, and banned Lu Zhan In the future, he must keep a distance of more than two meters from the kitchen.

When lying on the bed and reading at night, Mi Jia was still a little worried about Lu Xiaoxiao's situation, and thought of calling her to ask about the specific situation.

However, the phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. He wanted to call again, but after thinking about it, he gave up. Judging by Gao Zichen's attitude today, there should be nothing to worry about.

When Cheng Yue came out of the bathroom, he happened to see her staring at the phone, wiped her hair with a towel, and asked casually, "What's the matter, why are you staring at the phone?"

Mitya looked up and said, "Xiao Xiao is back, we met this afternoon."

"Really, did you ask clearly? What happened?" Cheng Yue reached out to get the hair dryer from the locker after the water droplets on his hair were almost wiped off.

Mi Jia turned over and got off the bed, and said while walking towards him, "She said that a woman came to her and said that Gao Zichen had given birth to a son." While talking, Mi Jia took the hair dryer from his hand and asked him to sit aside , and then directly plugged in the power to prepare to blow his hair.

"Gao Zichen has a son?" Cheng Yue looked at her in surprise.

Mijia just nodded, pressed the hair dryer and started drying his hair.

In fact, Cheng Yue's hair was short, and it was almost done blowing in a short time. After putting away the cord of the hair dryer, Mi Jia continued what he hadn't said just now, "Yes, and there are photos. The child looks to be about eleven or twelve years old. Gao Zichen looks very similar."

Hearing this, Cheng Yue thought about it, and said, "So, according to the time, Gao Zichen was talking to someone at the beginning, and the relationship was pretty good."

(End of this chapter)