Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 16 Free Babysitting
Fortunately, Jiang Moyan's nose was bleeding.

"Xiaoxi, we're even, don't forget, the wedding will be held in one week."

Hearing this, I, who was helping Jiang Moyan stop the nosebleed, couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart, and sneered, "Even? Wang Haoyu, I'm not as low as you! Besides, let me say it solemnly, there is no wedding You want to get married and find your child's mother!"

The neck seemed to be strangled by a big hand, as if staying here for a second longer would suffocate him. I wiped the blood on Jiang Moyan's face indiscriminately, and helped him walk outside.

"Song Xiaoxi, you are wrong. Even if there is no wedding, our husband and wife relationship has already been established."

"Tomorrow, take some time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau together, and do what we need to do." I always thought that the relationship of 16 years was indestructible. I got a certificate with him a week ago, but I never thought that indestructibility is just an appearance. 16 years of time Erosion has already weathered the city wall, and finally shattered it into slag.

"You just die of this heart, you can only be my wife Wang Haoyu in this life!"

Scum!I trembled slightly, the fire of anger in my heart was doused with a bucket of oil, burning to the internal organs, just about to turn around and slap him a few times, the hand holding Jiang Moyan's waist was held down as soon as he raised it.

"Mr. Jiang can be regarded as a famous figure in Wencheng. The crime of bigamy should cause a lot of waves in Wencheng."

Jiang Moyan lowered his head and whispered close to my ear, but it was enough for Wang Haoyu to hear, "Since he doesn't want to agree on a divorce, he should file a lawsuit. I believe that the assets under Mr. Wang's name can give you a huge fortune."

In the car, following the route Jiang Moyan set on the navigation, I drove him to the suburbs, all the way silent.

The car stopped in front of an inconspicuous apartment. I wanted to put him down and leave, but I didn't expect him to fall asleep again. Seeing the bloody graffiti on his face, I burst out laughing. It ruins the beauty.

"Reached?"

The bleary-eyed Jiang Moyan exuded a laziness and a little enchanting feeling all over his body. I couldn't help people's eyes lingering on him for a while. I held back my smile and hummed.

"Thank you just now."

"Hands up."

"Then you go home, I should go back too." Seeing that he didn't intend to get out of the car, I could only issue a eviction order. I stayed at Xiao Wu's house for one night yesterday, and today my mother made nine consecutive calls. If she doesn't go back, she will probably go to the hospital tomorrow. Thinking of today's feat, she can't let her old man hear the slightest bit of news.

Speaking of this, Director Qian, who obviously wanted to eat me, was silent all afternoon, which was a bit strange.

"I'm hungry." The tone was casual but taken for granted.

"I'll order takeaway for you."

"I want to eat home-cooked dishes."

"Then I'll take you to a nearby restaurant." I blinked my eyes a few times flatteringly, hoping that this hard-to-serve uncle would show his respect and let it go.

"The nearest restaurant here is usually half an hour's drive away, but it's hard to say now that it's rush hour."

He spoke casually, but the corners of my mouth twitched. Looking at the gauze on his head, I finally compromised. I helped him to the sofa, took out a few ingredients from the refrigerator, and went into the kitchen.

"It's not delicious, don't blame me."

As I said this, my heart was filled with sourness. Looking at the dishes in my hands, a bitter smile spread on my lips. , to speed up the movement in the hand.

"Is it so wronged to cook for me?"

(End of this chapter)