Chapter 119

Qi Qian's quiet voice came from the phone: "Xiao Xia?"

"Qi Qian, have you had all the soup?"

"Yes."

"Why... Don't you like soup?" Chang Xia says her doubts. According to her guess, ye Xueying and housekeeper Lin don't have to cheat themselves. Qi Qian doesn't like soup. But now the answer is not the same, so there is only one possibility, that is, Qi Qian deceives himself, he does not like to drink soup, but says he likes to drink.

Qi Qian is still very calm, no mood fluctuations, when Chang Xia asked, he replied: "I don't hate soup."

But Chang Xia can't accept this kind of ambiguous answer, like like, don't like, what is not hate soup.

"Qi Qian, if you don't like it, don't force yourself to drink it. I know from other people. You don't like soup since you were a child, do you?"

"Yes."

"Then why drink it again? What's wrong with yourself, stupid. " Chang Xia scolded.

But Qi Qian didn't mind her scolding herself because she cared. She scolded herself because she cared. Qi Qian's heart quietly emerged a trace of joy. He locked the joy in his heart and said quietly, "the soup tastes good, so I drank it."

"Deceiving." Chang Xia exposed his lie all of a sudden. What is soup? There are many senior chefs in Qi's family. I don't know how many times the soup made by those senior chefs is better than her. But Qi Qian never drinks it at home, but he drinks her. Isn't that obvious?

For a time, Chang Xia felt distressed. She knew that the man on the other side of the phone drank the food he didn't like because of himself. This kind of feeling was very uncomfortable.

"Qi Qian, if you don't like it, don't force yourself. Anyway, if you don't like it, I won't make soup, which saves me more energy."

"No, I like it. I really like it, because I drink a happy taste in your soup. You made it for me. It's not hard to drink, so I hope you will do it for me in the future."

This kind of words is plain, but it's like spring Ding Dong infiltrating into Chang Xia's heart, holding the phone in her hand. For a long time, she didn't know what to say, some just embarrassed.

"Well... If you like, I'll make soup for you. Anyway, it's good for you. It's not bad to drink more." Chang Xia thought about it for a long time, and then left the awkward atmosphere just now, and turned to entrust the way.

In fact, why do you want to cook soup? Chang Xia is still worried about Qi Qian's body. He always stays up late and works hard. Chang Xia does it because he is worried.

Now, just after the entrustment, Chang Xia still feels uneasy and continues to say, "you can lighten the workload a little in the future. You can't be too busy to finish the work, but if you are tired out, there will be no one to do those jobs, so let yourself have a holiday."

"I understand. Thank you, Xiao Xia." Qi Qian's cold and quiet voice is warm. His tone is gentle and soft. It sounds really comfortable.

After hanging up the phone, Chang Xia smiles a little more. After this phone call, Chang Xia feels that the distance between her and Qi Qian is a little closer. She can't say why she has this feeling, but she feels that the distance between her heart is a little closer.

Hua Xiaoling, who was staring at her closely, said with a smile, "young lady, why do I think you look very happy?"

In response, Chang Xia quickly explained: "what? I'm not happy. Don't talk nonsense. "

"I'm not talking nonsense. The young lady looks really happy. It's like... Love!"

The feeling of love! Chang Xia is shocked and shakes her head. It's not that she hasn't been in love. How can she not know what it's like to be in love? And she can't be in love with that Millennium iceberg. Their marriage is not out of emotion, but out of a transaction!

Chang Xia took a deep breath and hummed coldly, "I said you were wrong. Xiaoling, I don't like Qi Qian."

"Young lady, don't you admit it? I'm a bystander, so I'm sure I can see better than you. Although you didn't seem to have any meaning in the beginning, I find that now your marriage is getting better and better. "

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chang Xia looks angry and blushes. In fact, why is she so excited? In the final analysis, it is precisely because Hua Xiaoling has exposed her mind, but she wants to face up and is not willing to admit it, so she is in a hurry to refute it.

Inside, Chang Xia also knows that time is the most wonderful thing. It can not only distance others, but also bring them closer. She doesn't know what kind of relationship Qi Qian will develop into in the future. She doesn't think much about it now.

In the afternoon, Chang Xia changed into an orchid suit and came to a simple room in the Qi family. The surrounding environment was like a Japanese guest room, with tatami on the floor and nanmu on the wall. The air was full of fragrant flowers.

What appears in front of Chang Xia's eyes is Ye Xueying in the same clothes. When she sees Chang Xia, she smiles and says, "sister-in-law, have we met again?"

Listening to her saying that, Chang Xia can hear a kind of unfriendly smell, as if ye Xueying weaves some traps to wait for her to step in. Anyway, no matter what happens next, Chang Xia has to deal with it carefully.

Now sitting on the tatami floor, Chang Xia said, "cousin, I've met again, but I know that you are my flower arranging teacher today."“ Yes, I'm your flower arrangement teacher. I'm responsible for teaching you flower arrangement skills today. Although flower arrangement is not popular in the domestic upper class society at present, as the daughter-in-law of the Qi family, she needs to dabble in everything, especially tea ceremony, camellia, embroidery, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting Anyway, according to Ye Xueying's meaning, as the daughter-in-law of famous families, even if she is not proficient in these things, she should know a little bit. Flower arrangement originated in Japan. By grafting and pruning, different types of flowers are put together to form a natural and aesthetic appearance. In fact, learning this skill is also beneficial, that is, it can cultivate aesthetic sense. A person with poor aesthetic sense will not be good-looking in arranging flowers. Aesthetic sense is a congenital skill, and it is very difficult to form it after training. However, it is not impossible to cultivate it. It can be cultivated through diligent practice. Sitting on the tatami, ye Xueying behaves like water, gentle and gentle. She puts a pile of peonies, orchids and lilies in the vase in front of the table. She cuts off some redundant parts with black handle scissors, and then forms a unique bouquet through exquisite display.