The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 700 The Joy of Being a Bad Guy
A car drove in, the driver opened the door, Mrs. Qiao looked graceful and luxurious, and then the door of the back seat opened, and there was a cute girl in a floral dress, and a pretty Lin Jing in a warm yellow dress.

"Grandma." Xiaoguai called sweetly: "Is Dad at home?"

Lin Jing looked up and saw me on the balcony, her expression changed, but she pretended not to see me, and lowered her head to straighten Xiaoguai's hair.

I was up there, watching comfortably.

Then I went to wash my face and put on a light makeup. The dressing room outside was also filled with all kinds of expensive women's spring clothes at the moment. I picked a warm yellow one to change into, and then put on high heels and walked down.

I looked down at the three people sitting in the living room talking and laughing happily and said with a smile: "Hey, there are guests at home, Lin Jing, I haven't been to Qiao's mansion for a long time."

Mrs. Qiao's complexion was not good, she frowned and wanted to say something to me.But I said first: "Nurse Pu, you are really serious. When a guest brings a child to the door, how can the child drink tea? Go warm some milk and wash a plate of strawberries."

Nurse Pu looked at me and then at Mrs. Joe.

I said lightly: "Why, can I not order you? It seems that Dongcheng didn't explain it clearly to you."

"Yes, I'll go get it right away." She put down the candy in her hand and went down.

I looked like a hostess, went up and sat on the sofa with a smile: "Aunt Qiao, you are back, and Dongcheng said that you might play cards until night."

She looked at me coldly: "When should I ask you about my affairs?"

"Oh, that's true, but I just want to care about it. When I marry in the future, the relationship between our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can be more harmonious, so that Dongcheng will be happier."

He stroked his long hair with one hand, and raised a smile: "Little boy, come here to play, don't be afraid of strangers. Little girl, you said that when I married Dong Cheng, you would be a flower girl. You are beautiful. If you wear that The white gauze skirt is even more beautiful."

Lin Jing was so angry that she clenched her hands tightly, but her face was still calm.

Xiaoguai looked at me fiercely: "My father will never marry you."

I sighed and taught the children: "This is wrong. From now on, you can't call him daddy. People don't know, but they thought Qiao Dongcheng was divorced, or had two wives? Dongcheng is in the officialdom." For those who work, reputation is very important to him. You, um, let me think about it, you can call him uncle. Hey, Lin Jing, what a coincidence, our skirts are the same, Dongcheng really has a vision, look This spring, this yellow skirt will be popular."

Mrs. Qiao was angry at my deliberate provocation: "Mo Qianxun, have you said enough? There are guests here. I don't want you. If you don't want to stay at my Qiao's house, go out. If you stay , don’t come out and make a fool of yourself.”

I smiled lazily: "Aunt Qiao, the guests of Qiao's family, that is, my guests, always have to learn how to receive them. Before, you didn't always talk about me, you were always timid, and you didn't know how to treat others. What do you want a person like me to do? Dongcheng is a person who does big things, and he always wants a round and generous wife. I was not qualified before, but now I have to learn to be more qualified."

She was furious, but I smiled and stood up: "Talk, little boy, if you like this place, stay for two more days. I'll call Dongcheng and ask him to come back for dinner earlier."

If you don't know how to protect yourself, then people will bully you. Whether people like me or not, it doesn't matter to me.But now I feel that being a bad guy is cool.

I don't need to call, Qiao Dongcheng came back quite early.

I took the book in the garden and only opened a few pages. The fragrance of the flowers is overwhelming, and a bouquet of red roses is under my eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Dongcheng: "Is it for me?"

He smiled, took the book from my hand and put it on the table: "If I don't send it to you, who will I send it to?"

"Oh, I'm really not used to it." He suddenly sent me flowers.

"If you like it, I will give it to you every day. I remember when you were young, you still loved the roast goose from Guangdong, here." Shaking the bag in his hand: "I bought some."

To be so kind to me all of a sudden, to be honest, I'm really not used to it.

I don't know what will happen to him after going in for a while.

Accepting the flowers he sent: "It makes me feel like I'm about to get married." The prospective fiancé began to care about me.

He said softly: "We are about to get married. I ignored you before, and I will treat you well in the future."

I took the initiative to go in holding his hand: "Nurse Pu."

If you don't like me, I just want to order you around. What's good about being a good person, and it's good for being a bad person. "Dongcheng came back after buying flowers, and went to find a more beautiful vase and put it in the small hall on the second floor."

"Yes." She took it stiffly, and went upstairs tensely.

"Daddy." Xiaoguai called out crisply: "You are back, Xiaoguai has been waiting for a long time." She still stared at me with hatred in her eyes.

Qiao Dongcheng was obviously a little stunned, looked at Lin Jing, and said with some displeasure: "Why are you here?"

"I brought them here. I think grandson, why can't you take a look?" Mrs. Qiao's anger sounded quite high.

Basically, her eyes just ignored me.

"Dongcheng, talk slowly, I'll go upstairs first."

"Chihiro..." He was a little anxious, wanting to explain something.

I stopped on the steps and laughed: "Who are you and I, what are your backgrounds, I know, if I really can't bear it, I can't accept it, I won't marry you. Call me when you eat." So, no There is nothing intolerable to love him, and it also proves that I have not been entangled in love and these things, how wonderful, isn't this unrestrained and unrestrained, not worth the sorrow and pity of the past?

"Okay." He replied.

In the small hall on the second floor, the sofa was indeed replaced, with a light purple color, and it was as soft as cotton when sitting on it.

The crystal vase on the small tea table holds delicate roses.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this flower looks a little ridiculous.

No matter how many roses, the flower language is related to love.

But I don't love him, and he doesn't love me either, at first he turned a blind eye to me, and was having a good time outside as though he was engaged to him, but I, in the end, let Ji Xiaobei take care of me too.

What is love?Love is hard to part, but in the end, what is it?
I thought deeply about what it means to love after death, and to love until the end of life. Everyone sings love, but it is getting less and less, and it is getting farther and farther away.

"What are you thinking about?"

I thought about it seriously, I didn't even know Qiao Dongcheng came up.She smiled lightly: "It's nothing, this sofa is very soft and comfortable."

He leaned over to look at me, the masculine scent enveloped me faintly.

(End of this chapter)