Chapter 234

"How can I have it?" Song Xiaoya denied.

Jiang Beichen looked at her some awkward appearance, hooked the hook lip, suddenly closed the computer, got up to embrace her waist, "good, husband personally accompany you, so satisfied?"

"Don't you have work to do?" Song Xiaoya was a little happy, but she asked him.

"Not now." Jiang Beichen pursed thin lips and said slowly. His wife gave him a look, where can he be in the mood to continue to work.

“……” Although song Xiaoya is a little speechless, there are still some surprises in her heart.

Two people have not entered the door, song Xiaoya has heard the smell of food, spread to the corridor.

Song Xiaoya turns her head and looks at Jiang Beichen beside her. Then she reaches out and knocks on the door.

When the door opened, a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of them. Song Xiaoya and the person who opened the door were stunned.

"Qiao runzhe?" Song Xiaoya looks at the person standing in front of him in surprise. She doesn't think she can see him at Jiang's house.

The world is too small!

Qiao runzhe was also shocked. At first, when he saw song Xiaoya standing in front of the door, his face was pleasantly surprised. But when he saw Jiang Beichen standing beside her, his face suddenly darkened.

Jiang Beichen also noticed the change of expression on Qiao runzhe's face, and quietly tightened his hand around Song Xiaoya's waist, as if defending his sovereignty.

"Come in." Qiao runzhe came back to his senses and turned to enter the room.

Song Small Ya dun for a while, also went in together with Jiang Beichen.

Qiao Weiwei, who is cooking in the kitchen, hears the news and comes out of the kitchen. She takes off her apron and says, "Xiaoya, Beichen, you're here."

"Well." Song Xiaoya is very sweet to her smile, nodded, and then very surprised to see the table full of all kinds of dishes, "sister-in-law, these are you do?"

"Yes, it's rare that my brother came to see me today, so I cooked some dishes myself." Vivian nodded.

Married to the Jiang family, in order to serve her husband well, she has been working hard to learn cooking.

Song Xiaoya was surprised when she heard what Qiao Weiwei said. She pointed to Qiao runzhe and asked, "you say Is Qiao runzhe your brother

What a coincidence!

"Yes, Xiaoya, do you know my brother?" Qiao Weiwei nodded, and then looked at Qiao runzhe and song Xiaoya in surprise.

"We are friends." Song Xiaoya nodded very generously and admitted.

But when Qiao runzhe heard song Xiaoya say that they were friends, he couldn't help laughing bitterly. He hates the word friend now.

"Oh, so it is." As Qiao Weiwei said, she began to greet song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen.

"Xiaoya, try this soup I made. It's delicious." Qiaoweiwei helped song Xiaoya fill a bowl of soup and put it in front of her.

"It's delicious." Song Xiaoya took a sip of the soup bowl, nodded and praised it, then turned around, "Jiang Beichen, try it, too."

The North Chen took ginger thin bowl of soup in front of her, then help her to drink directly

After saying that, the line of sight seems to be inadvertently glanced at the opposite Qiao runzhe, with a full face of satisfaction.

Song Xiaoya saw that he directly used the bowl she had drunk, and then showed an embarrassed smile.

Qiao runzhe looked at the two people's love, his face became very ugly.

Qiaoweiwei didn't notice qiaorunzhe's abnormality, also gave him a bowl of soup, "brother, you also try it."

Qiao runzhe nodded, bowed his head and began to drink soup without saying anything.

"By the way, second sister-in-law, why didn't you see second brother?" Song Xiaoya felt that something was missing, so she asked.

Jiang Beichen smell speech, eyebrow a wrinkle, also looked around, really did not see the figure of Jiang Beimo.

"He's busy at work now. Maybe he won't be home today. We don't have to wait. Let's eat first." Qiaoweiwei very calm answer, but between speaking, face that kind of lonely expression is difficult to hide.

Qiao runzhe looked at his sister's lonely appearance, a little angry on his face, put down the bowl on his hand, and asked discontentedly, "did he often do this before?"

Since his sister married to the Jiang family, he has never seen her happy. This makes Qiao runzhe very angry.

He knows that Jiang Beimo is not good to his sister.

hearing Qiao runzhe's question, Qiao Weiwei pauses for a moment and doesn't answer, which is regarded as acquiescence.

Jiang Beimo often doesn't go home, and sometimes she can't see him for a month. She's the only one here alone.

"I'll go to him." Qiao runzhe angrily stood up and wanted to go out.

Seeing this, Qiao Weiwei grabbed Qiao runzhe's arm and explained to him, "brother, don't be impulsive. He is really busy in Beimo.""So busy that you don't even care about your wife?" Qiao runzhe showed abnormal anger, "when you had a fever and turned to pneumonia last time, he didn't go to the hospital to see you from the beginning to the end!"

Inside Qiao Wei Wei heart a burst of grievance, low head voice thin say, "I have been used to."

Hearing Qiao Weiwei's words, song Xiaoya was surprised. She saw yesterday that Jiang Beimo was not very good to Qiao Weiwei, but she didn't expect that she could be so bad.

Qiao Weiwei is beautiful, gentle and generous. She takes good care of her husband. I don't know how Jiang Beimo can do this to her.

"Call him now and see what he's up to!" Seeing his own sister suffer so much injustice, Qiao runzhe's anger on his face is even worse.

"Brother, let's have dinner first. Don't lose your temper. In case you scare Xiaoya." Qiao Weiwei urged him.

At this time, Jiang Beichen puts food in Song Xiaoya's bowl as usual, while song Xiaoya opens her mouth and looks at their brother and sister in surprise.

Qiao runzhe listens to his sister's words and takes a look at Song Xiaoya. Then he bears his anger and sits back.

"Second sister-in-law, you I'd better make a phone call and ask. Maybe the second brother will be back soon. " Seeing this, song Xiaoya couldn't help saying more.

Listen to song Xiaoya also say so, Qiao Weiwei this just took out the mobile phone, some hesitant dial Jiang Beimo's phone number. And then some of them are waiting for a response.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. Jiang Beimo's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone. There were only two simple words, "what's the matter?"