The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 388 Tomorrow is Her Birthday

Xiao Xiao went back to the villa, but after returning from Rong's, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She was lying on the double Kingsize bed, there was obviously a pile of warmth under her body, but she felt the coldness emanating from the depths.

In her mind, she kept repeating that she went to Rong's in the middle of the night in a fever, but she didn't see Rong Chengmo.

What I can't help thinking about is, where is he going at such a late night when he is not at work or at home?

Xiao Xiao knew that Song Shu might not be able to overcome this hurdle.

She knew better that he was avoiding her, avoiding her, but even so, Xiao Xiao knew it all too well, but she was still helpless.

The night outside became darker.

Xiao Xiao pulled up the quilt, slowly closed her eyes, and decided not to let herself think about it any longer.

……

In the hospital, in the VIP ward.

The man lying alone on the hospital bed watched the time, passing by bit by bit, without any sleepiness.

In his mind, in his heart, he was crazily missing a woman, even if he hadn't parted with her for more than 24 hours.

But her face, the way she smiled, and the way she cried, echoed in his mind like a bewilderment.

……

Xiao Xiao got up early the next morning, washed up, and went downstairs to have breakfast as usual.

All the servants in the villa waited on him carefully, watching Xiao Xiao's expression.

Mrs. Lin couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "Madam, sir didn't come back all night last night?"

Xiao Xiao nodded, her expression calm, "Yes."

Aunt Lin pursed her lips, "Sir must be too busy recently, I'm afraid I spent last night at the company."

Xiao Xiao continued to nod her head without any fluctuation in her eyes, "Yes."

Seeing Xiao Xiao's indifferent expression, Mrs. Lin was even more confused. This wife...is she angry or not?
Seeing that Xiao Xiao wasn't annoyed at all, and didn't even lose her temper, she pondered, "Madam, why don't you go to the company at noon today and have a meal with your husband?"

Xiao Xiao smiled lightly and shook her head, "He is working, and I suddenly ran to their company, what is it?"

"Sir will be very pleased if you go and dine with him."

Xiao Xiao still shook her head persistently.

She made an empty trip last night, why bother to make another empty trip at noon?

What's more, he doesn't want to see her at all now, so why should she put her hot face on his cold ass.

Mrs. Lin muttered again, "You young couple, no matter how big the quarrel is, you can still quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, and whoever lowers his head will get over it..."

After Xiao Xiao had breakfast, she got up, turned around and went upstairs with a slight smile on her lips.

Is the head of the bed arguing at the end of the bed?

Everyone says that husbands and wives can quarrel at the end of the bed, but is this really the case?
The relationship between most couples is like a sandbag. Every time they make a big fight, they will poke a hole in it like a thin needle. These small holes seem harmless, but every time, the sand inside will leak out a little bit. come out.

Time and time again, finally one day, the sand drained and the feelings faded.

If one day, she and Rong Chengmo really parted, maybe it was not because of any other reasons, but because of the big and small cracks, they really couldn't whitewash the peace anymore.

……

In the hospital, Asen brought the documents.

Asen looked at Rong Chengmo who was lying on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but said, "Boss, why didn't you ask your wife to come and take care of you?"

"My wife is not a doctor, what do you want her to do?"

Asen frowned, "..."

Rong Chengmo looked at Asen who was standing aside with a funny look, and closed the document, "Why do you care more and more about this kind of thing?"

A Sen licked his lips, hesitatingly said: "I just think that the BOSS and his wife are in such a cold war, and it's uncomfortable for each other, so it's better to have an open and honest talk."

Open and honest?
Some things can be resolved without being open and honest.

The estrangement in each other's hearts can't be solved openly and honestly, and it will become the fuse of the outbreak.

Sometimes, Rong Chengmo took Xiao Xiao, but there was nothing he could do.

If he could beat and scold, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable at the moment, but Xiao Xiao is his heart and soul, how could he be willing to scold, let alone beat.

The only way is to be cold.

That woman can't even coax him sometimes, but that's how he has been fascinated by her for so many years.

Maybe the old man is right, that woman gave him ecstasy soup, and I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up in this life.

"By the way, Boss, the Peninsula Resort will be fully completed tomorrow."

Rong Chengmo frowned slightly, glanced at the document in his hand, "Tomorrow?"

Asen nodded, "Yeah, NO.18 will be tomorrow."

NO.18?Isn't that Xiao Xiao's birthday?
"okay, I get it."

Seeing Rong Chengmo's delicate expression, Asen asked in puzzlement, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, tomorrow is my wife's birthday."

"Girls like birthdays. Isn't Boss planning to take his wife out for a drive?"

Rong Chengmo snorted softly, "As I am now, take my wife out to enjoy the cold wind?"

A Sen touched his nose, "...it seems to be the same."

After Asen handed in the documents and left, Rong Chengmo was the only one left in the ward.

He looked at the mobile phone on the side, frowned, and was slow for a while, finally picked up the mobile phone, and his fingertips paused on Xiao Xiao's mobile phone number, but he didn't call out after all, and put the mobile phone back In situ.

On the other side, Xiao Xiao, who was in the villa, was looking at the phone calendar, slightly dazed.

Tomorrow is NO.18.

When I was in London with Rong Chengmo, I was young and ignorant, and I always wanted surprises and romance. At that time, every birthday would be a sensation.

I hope everyone will come to bless themselves.

But later, after she left London and Rong Chengmo, she never celebrated her birthday again. Perhaps when she was in a foreign country, she felt that without Rong Chengmo's company, celebrating her birthday was actually just a reminder that she was one year older. surprise?romantic?It seems to be very, very far away.

But who doesn't want to be accompanied by the person he loves the most on this kind of special day in peace?
Xiao Xiao held the phone, opened the text message, and edited a text message, which could be edited and edited, but all of them were still deleted.

Rong Chengmo hadn't gone home for two whole days, nor had he called or sent her a text message.

Xiao Xiao obviously no longer held any hope, but still somehow, she hoped that Rong Chengmo could make a call.

Even if he told himself that he wouldn't come back tomorrow, that's fine.

This uneasy feeling of being hung up is even more uncomfortable than the resignation after the dust has settled.

Xiao Xiao raised her eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window, but the phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a text message from an unknown number.

Xiao Xiao clicked on the text message, and there was a color picture in it.

Under the dim light, the man closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the woman in his arms lay delicately in the man's arms.

And this man is none other than Rong Chengmo, and that woman is none other than Chi Hao who wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a building some time ago.

For some reason, Xiao Xiao didn't respond at all, but just looked at the screen on the phone calmly.

There is only one picture and no other words. I don't know if it is provoking or telling Xiao Xiao something.

For the past two days, Rong Chengmo has been staying with his "confidante girl"?
Avoiding her, not seeing her, but on another woman's bed, busy making love with each other?
Xiao Xiao's throat tightened suddenly, she retched, dropped her cell phone, hurried into the bathroom, hugged the toilet, and vomited.

I don't know if it's the morning sickness reaction or because of that picture. There's nothing disgusting about that picture, not even a scale. It's just a picture of two people embracing each other, but it's so dazzling.

If, before seeing this picture, Xiao Xiao still thought about calling Rong Chengmo, then all of them have been wiped out now.

Don't bother, ignore, maybe it's the most correct attitude and way for her to deal with it coldly.

Because of morning sickness, Xiao Xiao lay back on the bed sluggishly, her eyes were heavy, and she didn't want to think about anything. She closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, the phone rang, Xiao Xiao struggled a bit, and finally woke up.

Grab the phone, caller ID, Song Heng.

Xiao Xiao was taken aback, Song Heng hadn't called her for a long time, and hadn't contacted each other.

Ever since she resigned willfully last time, she had also vowed to Song Heng that she would open a pottery shop. Now, not only has the pottery shop not opened, but the relationship between her and Rong Chengmo has not improved.

How could it be worse than when I returned to Haicheng at the beginning?

Xiao Xiao smiled wryly, and answered the phone.

"Hello, Brother Song."

Song Heng over there was as elegant as ever, "Are you resting?"

Song Heng has always been careful, so he naturally recognized Xiao Xiao's voice, as if he had just woken up and was slightly hoarse.

At this point, he was sleeping.

"I was too sleepy just now, so I fell asleep."

"Excuse me?"

Xiao Xiao quickly shook her head, "No, I've slept for a long time, my bones are so soft. By the way, Brother Song, do you have anything to ask me?"

"I have a design drawing of pottery that I want to show you, and I want you to give me some advice."

Xiao Xiao was startled, "Me?"

For Xiao Xiao, Song Heng is naturally an expert in pottery design, but she is barely a layman standing at the door to watch the doorway.

What professional advice could she give him?

"I've always thought that you are very talented in pottery design, and this pottery design is also very important, so I want to hear your opinion."

Xiao Xiao laughed, "Brother Song, you think so highly of me."

"By the way, last time you said you wanted to open a pottery shop, how is it going now?"

Speaking of the pottery museum, Xiao Xiao was a little embarrassed. At the beginning, she "uttered wild words", but now, she failed to achieve anything. Her hair was slightly numb, "It's not open yet."

Song Heng didn't ask further, and said, "Xiao Xiao, come and help me look at the design drawings tomorrow. Also, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"what……?"

"Let's meet and talk."

(End of this chapter)