v1000 Chapter 223： If you're not happy, don't make him happy

Chapter 223 If you are not happy, don’t make him happy

Hearing Wen Ziming's words, Wen Yu had no choice but to get up and walk to the desk.

Wen Ziming went back to the sofa and sat down, picked up the black tea he had just put down, and drank the black tea while watching Wen Yu unpack the carton.

Wen Yu saw this scene from the corner of the eye, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up.

When the carton was opened, it was an umbrella-shaped glass table lamp with a circle of crystal tassels hanging from the lampshade, which was both retro and luxurious.

Wen Yu held the glazed table lamp, walked up to Wen Ziming, and said happily, "The table lamp is very beautiful, I like it very much."

As she spoke, her eyes glanced at the black tea that Wen Ziming drank half a cup of, the smile on her face deepened, and she whispered with reddish cheeks, "Thank you, Ziming."

Wen Ziming's heart trembled slightly, seeing Wen Yu's eyes became deep and complicated, "Don't be polite to me, as long as you like it."

Wen Yu, who had ulterior motives, didn't notice that Wen Ziming's attitude towards her was different from before. She turned around and put the glazed desk lamp back in the cardboard box, and sat back on the sofa, looking for topics to delay time while waiting.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

Wen Ziming's expression remained the same all the time, without showing any emotion at all, Wen Yu couldn't help but secretly annoyed: Could it be that the dose of medicine is not enough?

"Xiaoyu, it's getting late, I think you don't look well, go back to your room and rest early."

Hearing Wen Ziming's words, Wen Yu had no choice but to get up reluctantly, and brought up the leftover black tea that the two drank, "Brother, you have been tired for several days, pay more attention to rest."

"Well, I will."

After Wen Yu left, Wen Ziming closed the door, turned around and walked to the coffee table, picked up the metal ashtray with a lid, lifted the lid, and looked at the reddish-brown tea inside with deep eyes.

…

At the dining table, Lin Qianxiao was absent-mindedly eating dinner, her apricot eyes frequently aimed at Jiang Zhi's phone on the table.

Usually, Lin Qianxiao would talk to him from time to time during meals, but today he didn't say a word. Jiang Zhi took the initiative to break the silence: "When someone from the Wen family calls you again, remember to tell me."

"Oh."

Lin Qianxiao only thought of Wen Ziming at this time, and asked him with open eyes: "Did Wen Ziming call this afternoon?"

"Um."

Jiang Zhi took a piece of pork liver and put it in her bowl, seeing her puff up, he took another piece of sweet and sour pork which she likes.

Lin Qianxiao just ate the pork liver, and asked while eating, "What did Wen Ziming tell you?"

"Nothing."

Lin Qian swallowed the food in her mouth with a smile, and said with a snort, "I'll know if you don't tell me, he must think that I framed Wen Yu. In his heart, Wen Yu is a pure white lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained. No matter what happens, it must be my fault."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qian smiled and picked up the sweet and sour pork in the bowl, put it into her mouth in one bite, her cheeks bulged like a little hamster and chewed.

Seeing that she was eating with gusto, Jiang Zhi took another piece, "Don't worry about irrelevant people."

Lin Qian smiled and thought for a while, then glanced at the phone in Jiang Zhi's hand, "Jiang Zhi, when did you buy your phone?"

Jiang Zhi looked at her calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Just ask, I think your phone is prettier than mine."

Jiang Zhi glanced at her mobile phone on the table, "We have the same style."

Lin Qian choked with a smile, "But the colors are different, and your screen is bigger than mine. My phone's screen is too small, so it's inconvenient to watch movies."

Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes to eat, and replied quietly: "Lying on the bed and looking at the mobile phone is not good for the eyes."

Lin Qian smiled and puffed her face, "I just like to lie in bed and watch movies."

Jiang Zhi looked at her quietly, "I'll ask Uncle Xu to install a TV for you in your bedroom tomorrow."

Lin Qian smiled unwillingly, "But I want to use a phone with a big screen like yours."

"Let Uncle Xu send you a new mobile phone tomorrow."

"..."

Lin Qian smiled for a while, rolled her eyes, and had an idea, "I've never used a mobile phone with such a large screen, I'm afraid I won't get used to it, why don't we try it for two days instead."

Jiang Zhi casually said, "It's fine to trade something else if you're not used to it, and you don't have to save money for me."

"..."

Lin Qian smiled angrily and slapped her chopsticks on the table, "I won't eat."

Watching the slender back of the girl leaving angrily, the corners of Jiang Zhi's lips curved slightly, and then he picked up his mobile phone and turned it in the palm of his hand, his black eyes became darker.

Backing back to the bedroom, Lin Qian smiled angrily. She was so angry that she raped the pillow like Jiang Zhi, and then she felt better.

She picked up the mobile phone and called Zhao Meimei for help, "Meimei, let me ask you a question, what does it mean for a man to use a mobile phone bought for him by a woman?"

Zhao Meimei laughed, "Just call yourself a man."

Lin Qian smiled angrily and remained silent.

"This slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado."

Lin Qian smiled slightly red, "A mobile phone can't represent anything, right?"

Zhao Meimei said hehe: "Then why are you calling me in such a hurry?"

Lin Qian thought about it with a smile, and snorted, "I'm angry." She recounted the conversation with Jiang Zhi at the dinner table, "I almost said that I wanted to change my phone with him, and he pretended to be like me. Confused, it **** me off."

"He doesn't want to change his mobile phone with you, maybe there is something on his mobile phone that is inconvenient for you to see." Zhao Meimei tutted: "Men, it's normal to have small movies and videos in your mobile phone."

Lin Qian was stunned with a smile, her cheeks flushed pink.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhao Meimei persuaded again: "Actually, it's normal for employees to give gifts to the boss. We are a company, and we don't see people who look up. Daily communication and human relations are normal.

Let’s take me for example, Mr. Song also gave me a lot of gifts, such as lipstick, perfume, jewelry, bags, etc. I also gave Mr. Song a tie, a watch, etc. It’s really no big deal.

If you are really uncomfortable, you can tell your man. If you want to manage your marriage well, remember three points, communicate more, communicate more, and talk more.

If you don’t say anything in your heart, you are the one who is angry, and you are the one who is uncomfortable. Husband and wife, have the same blessings and share the same difficulties. If you are not happy, don't let him be happy. "

Lin Qianxiao nodded with deep sense of reason: "You are right, I know what to do!"

After finishing the phone call with Zhao Meimei, Lin Qianxiao opened the bedroom door and went to the living room, searched around but couldn't find Jiang Zhi, and then went to his study.

Walking to the door of the study, Lin Qianxiao was about to knock on the door, when she suddenly heard a woman's voice inside.

She took a look, and found that the door of the study room was not closed tightly.

She stared at the crack of the door for a while, then slowly bent down, leaning against the crack of the door to listen. After not listening for a while, her face suddenly turned red.

In the study room, Jiang Zhi was watching the video content that the investigators got from Hu Lin.

When he saw a place that was not suitable for children, his black eyes filled with disgust, and he was about to use the mouse to drag and fast forward, when the door of the study was suddenly pushed open.

He raised his eyes, and when he saw Lin Qian smiling standing at the door of the study, a look of astonishment and embarrassment flashed across his black eyes.

(end of this chapter)