Zhao Qiqing had nothing to do at home and dialed Du xiatong. After the other party got through, she was full of laughter. "My president Zhao, what's wrong with calling?"
Zhao Qiqing lay comfortably on her sofa, while her grandmother slept in her bedroom.
"I'm so bored that TV can't catch my desire to watch."
From the leisurely and boring tone in the receiver, you can feel that Zhao Qiqing really feels bored.
"Where's Fu xishen?" Du xiatong asked if he didn't understand.
"Well, he's busy having a video conference right now. In the evening, we have to go to a dinner party. It seems that President Zhang's daughter of Yuda is getting married."
"Well, what are you going to wear?"
The two people chatted one by one. Du xiatong stood in front of the French window next to the living room, looking at the gloomy weather outside the window.
"It seems to be snowing!" She murmured.
"Snow?" Zhao Qiqing raised her eyes and looked out of the window. The weather looked very cloudy and it looked like it was going to snow. "Ah, I have to paste more layers of warm baby at night."
"It's all right. Female stars usually rely on resistance when they go out," Du xiatong joked. On second thought, Zhao Qiqing is pregnant now. "Oh, no, you're pregnant now and can't wear too little."
Not far away, an Zirui didn't find Du xiatong. After asking an Fu, he knew that she was standing in front of the French window and quietly approached, as if he heard her talking on the phone.
It seems that the person on the other end of the phone is Zhao Qiqing.
"Oh, it's all right. Just wear white. You won't overshadow others." Du xiatong is still chattering, completely unaware of an Zirui's approach#@$& amp;
"Over what?"
Suddenly, a male voice sounded faintly, with a little carelessness and curiosity.
Du xiatong was so frightened that he shouted, "Oh, my God, are you scared to death quietly?"
"Huh? You're with my brother!" Zhao Qiqing also heard an Zirui's voice and said a little more, "Hey, I didn't expect that you were secretly fooling around with my brother."
"How do you speak? You use idioms indiscriminately." Du xiatong disdained at the end of the phone& amp; (&
Fu xishen came down from upstairs after the meeting. Zhao Qiqing looked up and said goodbye to Du xiatong at the other end of the phone.
"I won't talk to you. My husband is here. I'll go on a date with him."
Hearing the speech, Du xiatong shriveled his mouth, "I really have you."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qiqing stretched out her hand and asked Fu xishen to hug, "I want to hug."
Seeing this, Fu xishen leaned forward and held Zhao Qiqing in his arms. "What's the matter? Suddenly acting coquettish?"
Zhao Qiqing was languid between her eyebrows and eyes, and her voice whispered to Fu xishen, "people are so tired, you don't accompany me."
Fu xishen smiled, put down his mobile phone and said, "you are pregnant now. How do you want me to accompany you?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhao Qiqing blushed and stared at Fu xishen in disbelief.
Fu xishen picked up the remote control and switched to the Korean drama Zhao Qiqing usually likes to watch.
The two chatted one after another. Zhao Qiqing asked about the party in the evening.
"In the evening, I prepared a mink cloak for you and wore a long sleeved skirt to ensure that my wife won't be cold."
Zhao Qiqing said "ah" and looked up at him, "but wouldn't that make me look bad?"
"Nonsense," Fu Xi's dark eyes kept a secret, "my wife looks best no matter what she wears."
"I don't want to believe your nonsense anymore." Zhao Qiqing glanced at him without concealment and moved away from her sight.
Fu xishen changed the subject, got up and walked towards the kitchen with a soft voice. "I'll cut you some fruit and eat more grapes. It's said that the baby's eyes will be big."
Zhao Qiqing was not really angry. She shrunk her mouth, frowned and stared at Fu xishen, "I think you just escape and ignore you, hum!"
Fu xishen gently raised his eyes and took a deep look at her. "Who said, my wife is so beautiful. I'm rare and it's too late."
With these words, he went into the kitchen and cut a fruit plate for Zhao Qiqing.
At the same time, the other side settled down.
After Du xiatong hung up the phone, he simply told an Zirui about Zhao Qiqing and their going to the dinner party in the evening.
Hearing the speech, Mrs. an raised her head and looked at her father, "did our family also receive Yuda's invitation?"
Ann's father frowned and thought for a while, "it seems that there is such a thing. What's the matter?"
Mrs. an stood up and lingered anxiously back and forth, "why don't we go there at night?"
Seeing Mrs. an's Sima Zhao's heart, an Zirui smiled, "then go."
Mrs. an was instantly happy, reconfirmed and said, "really? Can I really?"
"Of course!" Du xiatong smiled and looked at Mrs. an with a soft voice. "Why not? As long as you go, an Zirui and I will help you find the right and left again, maybe Qingqing will recognize you."
Mrs. an nodded, "Hey, OK, I'll look for the clothes I wear at night."
With such a beautiful plan, Du xiatong was a little uneasy.
Seeing her anxiety, an Zirui came to care and said, "what's the matter?"
"I always feel a little uneasy. Do you think Qingqing is still pregnant? Will she be stimulated?"
Hearing the speech, an Zirui felt that there was a little truth. He took out his mobile phone, searched, read a lot of news comments, and then looked at her sideways.
"I think you're just too sensitive. This kind of thing shouldn't happen."
At last, an Zirui didn't know what to say.
Du xiatong pursed his lips and fell into a tangle holding the cup in his hand, but he couldn't bear to think of Mrs. an's happy appearance.
After thinking about it, she still made up her mind to let Mrs. an go in the evening.
Success or failure depends on it!
Whether Zhao Qiqing can agree to the marriage depends on tonight.
An Zirui and Du xiatong also went to the dress shop to buy a dress and put it on directly. After they said hello to Zhao Qiqing, they went to the hotel directly with Mrs. an.
In the evening, they arrived at the hotel.
In order to marry his daughter, president Zhang of Yuda did not spend less effort this time. He directly rented the most luxurious hotel in the city and let relatives and friends from all over the country live in it.
An Fu enters with his wife an, an Zirui and his future daughter-in-law Du xiatong with an invitation.
"Unexpectedly, president an took time out of his busy schedule to add face to my Zhang. Thank you, president an." President Zhang stood at the door and looked flattered when he saw the Anjia family.
Ann's father nodded gently and said politely, "thank you, Mr. Zhang houai. Our family suddenly came and bothered us."