Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"I believe my grandparents will not favor Liang Luobing after they know the truth."

Thinking of Liang Luobing's crazy woman, banquet Secretary Ye felt disgusted. all but. If he's a little later. Qiao Xin is about to be pushed off the cliff by Liang Luobing. His life and death are uncertain.

Banquet Secretary night cherished a kiss on josin's forehead. Fortunately, she can still sit in front of him, and josin is still pregnant with his long-awaited child.

Maybe it's really fate. There's God's will. Just when josin almost encountered an accident, their long-awaited baby came to them. Banquet Secretary night gently touched josin's flat belly and imagined the child's appearance.

Better have her eyes. His nose is like him. Josin's eyes are like a clear and bright spring, always bright, always clear. At a glance, it directly makes people indulge in it.

When it comes to Liang Luobing, Qiao Xin's smile is a little reluctant. What is the attitude of the banquet family towards Liang Luobing. Josin also saw it clearly at the banquet house.

The daughter of the life-saving benefactor, among which the kindness is not small. I just don't know if Liang Luobing has gone too far this time. Will her grandparents still stand on her side.

If Liang Luobing pushed her down directly this time, it would be one corpse and three lives. Josin knew how much his grandparents expected the little grandchildren of the banquet family to come. Liang Luobing is going to kill her this time. Even if it's a big favor. Presumably, the banquet family will not easily forgive Liang Luobing.

After Qiao Xin woke up, Mrs. Wang pushed the door and came in with a bowl of porridge on the tray in her hand. "Madam, this is the seafood porridge prepared for you in the kitchen. The temperature is just right. You can drink it while it's hot."

Mrs. Wang glanced at the banquet Secretary night leaning against the bed. He covered his mouth and smiled clearly.

After sleeping for most of the day, Qiao Xin smelled the fresh smell of seafood porridge and his stomach began to growl.

After receiving the porridge from Wang Ma, the temperature is just right for the entrance.

"OK."

Banquet Secretary night stared at Qiao Xin's actions with some tension in his eyes. He asked Qiao Xin, who was drinking porridge at the moment: "is it good?"

Josin put down his spoon and looked at the banquet secretary's face with light wind and clouds at night. A smile flashed in his eyes.

There is no doubt about Wang Ma's craft. Qiao Xin has been used to Wang Ma's craft this year. Naturally, she knows that this porridge is not made by Wang ma.

Shrimp and rice are perfectly integrated, but the only drawback is that the porridge is a little salty. Qiao Xin guesses that this may be someone's first cooking, shaking his hands and putting more salt.

Qiao Xin's eyes are bright: "this porridge doesn't look like Wang Ma's craft. Is it..."

Banquet Secretary Ye touched his nose and his face was a little unnatural. He took the bowl from josin's hand and tasted it himself.

It's a little salty, but it's still within the acceptable range. The banquet secretary's dark eyebrows frowned slightly: "I asked Mrs. Wang to bring you other food. This is a little salty. Don't eat it."

Looking at the action that banquet Secretary Ye wanted to carry the bowl down, Qiao Xin immediately grabbed his clothes and held on to it.

"Don't take it away. I think it's delicious. I haven't eaten for a day. Give it to me quickly."

This is the first time he cooks for her. Josin doesn't want to live up to his "first time". Besides, the porridge was good except salty. She didn't want to waste his mind. The big deal is to drink more water after porridge.

Yansi's night clothes were pulled. He reluctantly carried the porridge and sat down again carefully along josin's actions.