Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 148
Habits are a terrible thing...

Back in Qinmei Garden, Jian Yunrong had already gotten up, and was jogging in the yard with Xiao Hei and his girlfriend.

As soon as the car stopped, I heard him shout loudly: "Brother-in-law, I ran three laps today, and I will continue to do it tomorrow, or add one more lap."

Jiang Muchen got out of the car, raised his sword eyebrows with a smile, and put his big hand firmly on Jian Yunshang's waist, and replied: "Add a circle, keep it for a week and then increase it."

"Okay!" Jian Yunrong laughed loudly, showing a mouthful of beautiful and white teeth, turned her head and ran away.

Jian Yunshang was silent, watching him run away before raising his foot and taking a step.

Back upstairs in the master bedroom, she took her clothes and went to take a shower without saying anything.The moment the bathroom door closed, Jiang Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly, then picked up his pajamas, opened the door and went to the next room to freshen up.

After returning from washing, Jian Yunshang was already lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

He smiled dotingly, lay down beside her lightly, and put his arms around her slender waist: "Have a good sleep, the follow-up matters have nothing to do with you."

"Hmm..." Jian Yunshang answered with a rambling voice, her breathing gradually became steady.

Jiang Muchen shook his head, reached for the bedside table and the curtain remote control, closed the curtain and hugged her contentedly, and soon fell asleep.

After sleeping until noon, she opened her eyes and looked at the little woman in her arms, her thin lips curled up gently, and she tiptoed out of bed.

Turn her mobile phone to silent, follow her out and tell the servant not to disturb her.

After making arrangements, Jiang Muchen went to the next room to change his clothes, and went downstairs for lunch in a happy mood.

Halfway through the meal, seeing Zhuo Hui coming in, he said without thinking, "In the afternoon, you can inform Nanyuan to arrange for a chef to go to Mutian every day."

"You want to eat in the cafeteria?" Zhuo Hui was stunned for a moment, and pulled back the chair suspiciously: "What about the young lady and Yun Rong?"

Jiang Muchen put down his chopsticks, elegantly took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and stared at him maliciously: "Before the afternoon, tidy up the empty office next to the president's office, and distribute water to install the whole cabinet by the way."

Zhuo Hui's mouth opened into an O shape, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"Also, after the kitchen is set up, notify the general manager's office and arrange for someone who can do housework to be responsible for purchasing ingredients every day." Jiang Muchen said with a smile, got up and left the restaurant.

He promised to cook for Jian Yunshang before, but Song Qingshan made a lot of messes, and he only has time to study cooking until now.

When the two returned to Mutian, Jiang Muchen looked at the documents sent by various departments as usual, and then started to search the Internet for countries suitable for honeymoon.

It is best to have mountains and rivers without flowers, without disturbing.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously entered several place names with his fingers, but they all gave up because of the flowers blooming all over the ground.

Agitated, a phone call came in.

Jiang Muchen didn't look at the number, and swiped the answer button just by the ringtone: "Mom..."

On this side, Shen Rumei peeked at Jiang Qianxue, who had a dark complexion, and said quietly: "Uncle Song's son died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, you'd better come back."

"I'm very busy here." Jiang Muchen raised his thin lips indifferently, and added calmly: "I'm not his real brother, so I won't go."

Maybe it was because the phone in Shen Rumei's hand was too loud, and Jiang Qianxue's roar came into his ears without warning: "I order you, get out of here!"

"Don't go!" Jiang Muchen's temper rose, and he almost lost his mind: "If he kills him, what does it have to do with me!"

"I order you to come back immediately!" Jiang Muchen became furious and yelled into the microphone again: "Right now!"

Someone else killed his son, how could he have such a temper!A sudden thought flashed through his mind, Jiang Muchen's heart shuddered, he gritted his teeth and sneered: "Since you want to, I will answer."

At the end of the call, his back was stiff and he didn't dare to think deeply.

Song Qingshan was only Song Yanwang's adopted son, every time he came, Jiang Qianxue seemed to lose sight of himself, only the son who was sworn to his elder brother in his eyes, even his face became abnormally gentle.

Sometimes Jiang Muchen even suspects that Song Qingshan is Jiang Qianxue's real son, but he is not.

It's just that when I was young, there would be such thoughts, and jealousy accounted for most of the incentives.

As the age continues to grow, this kind of psychology gradually fades away.

If it wasn't for the Ching Ming Festival that year, when he hurried back from his mission abroad and missed the time to offer incense to his grandfather, he wouldn't have been surprised to learn that Jiang Qianxue really had a woman outside and gave birth to a son.

Thinking of this, Jun's face sank immediately, and he searched through the box for a cigarette, but he couldn't find the lighter anyway.

After sitting uneasy for a long time, he simply stopped smoking, crumpled up and threw it on the table, got up and left the president's office.

Zhuo Hui was busy arranging the renovation of the kitchen, but felt that this was a family scandal after all, so he asked the driver to pick up the car.

Sitting in the car with chaotic thoughts, he suddenly remembered that he was married, and pressed the fire to ask the driver to go back to Qinmei Garden first.

After getting out of the car, he went to the master bedroom upstairs. Jian Yunshang had already woken up and was standing by the window with his mobile phone talking on the phone.

There were a lot of thoughts in my mind, and I was afraid that I was thinking too much, so I had to suppress my emotions and sit aside in silence.

"Your complexion doesn't look very good." After talking on the phone, Jian Yunshang walked up to him and sat down beside him with concern: "Can you tell me?"

Jiang Muchen stared at her blankly, parted his thin lips but didn't speak, just held her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap.

The atmosphere is subtle.

He buried his head and rested his chin on her neck, sniffing the fragrance of the hair nostalgicly, his mixed emotions gradually calmed down.

Song Qingshan is dead, so it is meaningless to worry about Jiang Qianxue's character.

After clearing her mind, the hand around her waist subconsciously tightened, and she spoke slowly: "Mom called, let's go back."

"Is it because of Song Qingshan's death?" Jian Yunshang said in a calm tone, "Senior Brother informed that the medicines collected on his desk last night were just ordinary vitamins."

After a pause, he continued: "Song Qingshan committed suicide in fear of crime, but within their system, they are not going to announce the real cause of death."

"Don't talk about these irrelevant people, I'll wait for you outside." Jiang Muchen said, with a faint smile, his eyes were almost glued to her chest.

Jian Yunshang's heart skipped a beat, and her pretty face instantly changed color.

Half an hour later, the two returned to Xishan Villa. The butler stood outside the door and said that they should go directly to Song's house.

Jiang Muchen's eyes darkened, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

After all these years, their father and son finally had a tacit understanding on the same matter.

Instructing the driver to turn the car around, he turned his head to Jian Yunshang's ear and said in a low voice, "You wait in the car for a while, and I'll go down to see the situation."

(End of this chapter)