Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 32
Shen Hao, who got up from the ground, covered his swollen face, and angrily directed at the two men in black, "You dare to hit me, do you know my identity?"

The two men in black obviously didn't intend to ignore him and returned to the car.

The glass on the rear seat of the car slowly lowered, revealing an extremely handsome face inside.

Shen Hao glanced at it, wanting to see who was in the car, but he dared to be so arrogant.As a result, he glanced at it and immediately opened his mouth in surprise.

"Jiang Beichen—"

Although Jiang Beichen was sitting in the car, his powerful aura would not be mistaken, it was definitely him.

The people in the car glanced out coldly, their voices were cold and could not hear any emotion, "Stay away from her, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

This 'she' was naturally referring to Song Xiaoya, and Shen Hao broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and dared not approach even with his footsteps.

The two men in black took Song Xiaoya's luggage into the car, and then drove away, leaving only one person standing there with a chill down his spine.

Song Xiaoya was sent to Jiang Beichen's villa, but Jiang Beichen has not returned yet.

After she put away the clothes she had brought, she took a look at Jiang Beichen's hangers. They were mostly monotonous suits and shirts.

It looks a bit simple and deserted, just like his style, it's all cool colors.

According to Song Xiaoya's professional knowledge, although the materials of these clothes are great, they are still too monotonous for Jiang Beichen's figure and appearance. He can actually dress himself up better.

These clothes are more than calm, not lively enough.

Back in the bedroom, the room was still deserted. In order to pass the time, Song Xiaoya took out a large ball of wool that she just bought today, made gestures for a while, and then chose some colors that looked good, and tried to match them.

Jiang Beichen's clothes are all dark colors, and he doesn't know what color he likes, so he can only choose according to her preferences.

However, in order to adapt to his feelings, Song Xiaoya chose to use dark-colored wool for most of the yarn, so as not to be disliked by the benefactor, and asked her to rework and redo it.

Song Xiaoya took out her knitting needles and started working.

Fortunately, during the winter, she would often knit some gloves and scarves for her family, and now she can do it with ease and has sufficient experience to support her.

When it was getting dark, Jiang Beichen returned to the villa, saw the light was on in the bedroom, and walked in.

Song Xiaoya was sitting obliquely on the sofa, knitting a scarf with a serious face, without realizing that Jiang Beichen had walked in.

Jiang Beichen stood beside her without making a sound, just quietly watching her fly the needle.

On the newly bought TV, a TV series is playing, and the room is also replaced with bright lights.

In the past, Jiang Beichen would never like to stay in such an environment, but at this moment, his heart is very quiet and warm.Not only is he not disgusted, but he also enjoys this feeling a little bit.

Song Xiaoya is now concentrating on the needle and thread in her hand, and when she notices someone beside her, she is startled.

"When did you come back? Why is there no sound at all?"

"Just came in." Jiang Beichen replied calmly, then walked over, and also sat on the sofa, "What is this?"

He fingered the thread she was fiddling with.

"Scarf," she raised her head and smiled at him, then continued to move her hands, "Didn't you ask me to give you a gift, and I don't know anything else. Seeing that the sky is getting colder, I just It's like knitting a scarf for you."

When Jiang Beichen heard her confirmation that this scarf was really knit for him, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face. He almost thought that this scarf was also a birthday present for her brother.

With a beautiful feeling in my heart, the corners of my mouth raised unconsciously.

Song Xiaoya didn't notice his smugness, she suddenly stopped knitting, took out the gold card he gave her, and handed it to him, "I'll give you this back."

They were just a couple in name, so she felt that she couldn't just use his money with peace of mind, or she would feel uneasy.

Seeing that Jiang Beichen didn't answer, Song Xiaoya explained again, "I went home today and took the money I usually saved, so I don't need to spend your money. This scarf is not worth much, so just treat it as a gift from me." La."

Now that she hasn't graduated yet, her parents and elder brother send her money every month, so she doesn't need to spend Jiang Beichen's money now, and she should use her own money to feel at ease.

Jiang Beichen frowned when she was talking, feeling a little unhappy, "Song Xiaoya, is it embarrassing to use my money?"

He is her husband now, and it's only natural to give his wife pocket money, but she doesn't even plan to ask for it!
In other words, she never regarded herself as his wife!

Seeing Jiang Beichen's solemn face, Song Xiaoya was a little angry, knowing that he might have misunderstood, so she quickly explained, "It's not what you think, I just think..."

Jiang Beichen frowned, "What's the matter?"

He approached her body, the anger in his eyes was undisguised, which made Song Xiaoya feel a little scared, she backed away slightly, and honestly shut her mouth and dared not speak.

In fact, she wanted to say that living in his villa and spending his money always felt like being taken care of by others...

"Show me the sweater when you're done knitting it." Jiang Beichen said coldly, obviously with the look of 'I'm picky', but there was imperceptible expectation in his eyes.

Watching Jiang Beichen walk out, Song Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief and continued knitting.

Throughout the night, except for the time when she went downstairs to eat, she spent the rest of the time crouching in the bedroom knitting scarves. After taking a shower before going to bed at night, she continued to 'work overtime', and finally finished knitting the scarf in one go.

Although a little tired, Song Xiaoya smiled with satisfaction after seeing that her craftsmanship had not deteriorated.

Considering that Jiang Beichen may be picky about the color, Song Xiaoya didn't spend too much time on the color, but just weaved it all the way according to the dark style, long.

I tried it myself first, and it was fluffy and soft, and I didn't feel it.

Putting away the scarf, Song Xiaoya saw that there was still a lot of thread left, so it couldn't just be wasted like this.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Xiaoya decided to weave one, since she was idle anyway.

I don't know what the "big deal" Song Tianyu is talking about, but it must be very hard, right?
After the scarf was woven, I sent it to her brother to express my heart.

When Jiang Beichen came out of the study, he immediately saw Song Xiaoya cat in cartoon pajamas on the sofa, knitting a new scarf, and the already knitted dark gray scarf was placed on the sofa.

Jiang Beichen walked over and looked at the scarf calmly, "Is it finished?"

(End of this chapter)