My dear you

If they get divorced and meet like this every day, it's a pain for both sides.

Li Jinghao hugged her, put her on the sofa, and comforted her like a child. "Well, if you insist on not working with me, I'm not reluctant. Anyway, you are my wife, and you can't run away."

I don't really need her to be a secretary. I just want to keep her around. Now she has become his wife. In the future, they will meet each other every day. He has no scruples.

Bai Xiaoyu looked up at him and began to cry uncontrollably.

"Don't cry. I'll take you somewhere." Li Jinghao touched her head.

"Where?"

Li Jinghao narrowed her eyes, looked down at her and said, "our home." After that, he went back to his desk to sort things out.

After a while, it will be finished.

"Let's go."

Bai Xiaoyu didn't react. He only heard that he mentioned home, which should be a warm place, but now it sounds like a kind of faint pain

She drove to the house he mentioned in Li Jinghao's car, but her chest was as uncomfortable as other cotton.

"By the way, I'm going to visit your parents next week. Will they be angry with me when they know that I've run away with their little cotton padded jacket?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Jinghao said, "don't you seem very happy?"

"No, No." Bai Xiaoyu denied.

She just thought of Jin Yue. When she left the hospital, she specially asked the doctor that his condition was not very good. If she did not cooperate with the treatment, the toxicity would spread to the internal organs in half a month, and it would be difficult to treat at that time.

He's torturing himself, and he's torturing them.

"Worried about Jin Yue?" He saw that Bai Xiaoyu was in a state of panic.

"He still doesn't cooperate with the treatment."

"You don't have to worry. I'll try to persuade him tomorrow."

"You don't want to go." If Jin Yue saw Li Jinghao, he would be more angry. Now he not only hates her, but also Li Jinghao.

Li Jinghao looked at Bai Xiaoyu, really a little stunned, "how do you feel strange today!"

She just laughed and didn't explain.

Li Jinghao bent his eyebrows, took a hand from the steering wheel, held her, and said with a smile, "I'm your husband. I can share any joy with you and any sorrow with you. Don't hold it alone."

"Well." Bai Xiaoyu nodded. She turned her face to the outside of the car window on purpose, trying to hold back her tears.

The car stopped at the door of a villa.

He took her by the hand and opened the door.

The interior decoration of the house is simple but exquisite, and the whole is very high-end and elegant.

"Is this our home?" Bai Xiaoyu asked strangely.

"This is the wedding room that grandma gave us."

"Marriage room?"

"Yes, last time grandma said it was for us." Smiling and nodding, he took her by the shoulder. "Welcome home, hostess."

At that moment, she didn't hold him tightly and listened to the sound of happiness flowing close to his chest. His love is so grand that he seems to be trapped in a dream.

"Jinghao..." she sobbed and looked at him, "is there any food here?"

"There are not many people living here. There are wine, but there are no ingredients. Why... Do you want to cook for me?" There was a smile on his brow.

"Well..." Bai Xiaoyu nodded.

She would cook a meal for him herself, just like a real wife, even if only for one day.

"I haven't done it for a long time, too. Can I make noodles?" To be honest, she didn't stay at home long, and she didn't know much about anything else.

Li Jinghao squinted at Bai Xiaoyu, who was a little shy in front of him. At the bottom of his eyes, he still loved and moved her. "Of course, as long as you do it, I like it. So I'll eat whatever you give me. You know, I'm easy to feed! " He took her hand and put it on his lips to kiss.

"It's getting late. Let's go shopping." She took out her hand, and she could no longer be infatuated with him.