At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Luo finished washing in the bathroom, returned to the guest bedroom, changed clothes, and was about to go out. Yang Jiaxi leaned out of the bedroom and said, "Chen Luo, you have been tired from work for a week, and you went to a nightclub to socialize last night. , have a good rest at home. ¡ô:¡ôPiaotian Literature Network¡ôNet¡ôI will pick up Song Qingqing later."
"Jia Qian, are you going to pick her up?" Chen Luo's expression became unnatural.
Yang Jiaxi raised her eyebrows: "No?"
"Okay, of course."
Chen Luo didn't want to argue about this issue, but he always felt that something was wrong. But then he thought about it, and it wouldn't be a bad thing to let Yang Jiaqian and Song Qingqing have more contact.
Since there was no need to pick her up, Chen Luo sat on the sofa and watched TV. About ten minutes later, Yang Jiaxi was fully dressed and walked out of the bedroom.
"I'm out. By the way, Song Qingqing and I went shopping during the day. We'll come back for dinner in the evening. You don't need to buy the food, I will bring it back."
"Okay." Chen Luo turned around, spread his arms, and said with a smile: "Honey, give me a kiss before you go out."
"Bah, what a beautiful idea!" Yang Jiaxi stuck out her tongue, made a playful face, opened the door, and left in a hurry.
Going downstairs to the parking lot of the community, Yang Jiaxi called Song Qingqing, exchanged a few words with her, and then got into the white Audi TT.
The journey was smooth. Half an hour later, Yang Jiaqian drove to Wutong Community. After waiting at the exit of the community for less than three minutes, Song Qingqing trotted out of the community.
Yang Jiaxi rolled down the window, raised her hand and said, "Qingqing."
Song Qingqing walked to the car anxiously and said timidly: "Sister Jia Qian."
Yang Jiaxi smiled: "Qingqing, get in the car quickly."
Song Qingqing sat in the passenger seat, and Yang Jiaxi immediately drove away from the community.
This is the first time the two of them have been alone together. Moreover, Song Qingqing learned from Chen Luo that Yang Jiaxi already knew everything. Now that she came to pick her up, she must have come to investigate.
Although he loves Chen Luo very much and wants to repay him, Chen Luo is a married man after all. No matter how high-sounding the reasons are, he still acts as a shameful third party
The more Song Qingqing thought about it, the more she felt guilty. She was so ashamed that she lowered her head and said softly: "Sister Jia Qian, this has nothing to do with Chen Luo. It's all my fault. I"
"Qingqing, what are you talking about?" Yang Jiaxi said while driving: "The last time I went to the hotel, you were wronged and lost your job. I am really sorry. Every time I think about it, I feel very sad."
Song Qingqing was a little surprised. Instead of being angry, Yang Jiaqian avoided Chen Luo and apologized to herself?
Then, what Yang Jiaqian said made the blood drain from Song Qingqing's face, her heart was twisted, and she almost couldn't help but shed tears.
"Qingqing, I have a best friend named Huang Xiaoya. She went abroad to study some time ago, but her cousin happened to return home after completing his studies. He is a top student at Cambridge University in England. He is also tall and handsome. He keeps asking me to find a girl for him. My friend, I think you are a good match."
Song Qingqing finally couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of her eyes, hurriedly wiped them away, turned her head to the other side, and looked out the window.
Yang Jiaqian did not look at Song Qingqing and continued: "His name is Luo Minghui. His family is in very good conditions. His father is the CEO of a listed company and his mother works in a bank. As for him, he has a good personality and is quite honest."
Song Qingqing bit her lip heavily, knowing what Yang Jiaqian's intention was, which was to introduce a boyfriend to herself and stop having anything to do with Chen Luo.
Maybemaybe, this is a good solution.
"Okay, okay, thank you, Sister Jia Qian." Song Qingqing replied with a smile. Outside the car window, the sky was blue, but in her eyes it was all gray.
Yang Jiaxi drove to a Western restaurant, parked the car, and said to Song Qingqing: "Today, Saturday, I made an appointment with Luo Minghui to meet him here. I guarantee that you will be satisfied when you meet him."
Song Qingqing got out of the car in despair. The door of the noble and gorgeous Western restaurant seemed to be the bloody mouth of a ferocious monster.
"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" Yang Jiaxi looked at Song Qingqing, her face was pale.
Song Qingqing took a deep breath and smiled sweetly: "Sister Jia Qian, I'm fine."
Yang Jiaqian suppressed the unbearable feeling in her heart, walked to Song Qingqing, took her cold little hand, and walked to the western restaurant.
Song Qingqing is already full of despair, and has made up her mind to pretend to be in love with the man introduced by Yang Jiaqian. After a while, Chen Luo will gradually forget about her, and if she leaves her hometown, she will never come back
Entering the western restaurant, Yang Jiaxi looked around and took Song Qingqing to the seat by the window.?, a tall and handsome man sitting at the table quickly stood up and greeted with a smile: "Hello, Jia Qian."
Yang Jiaqian stretched out her hand to strike: "Luo Minghui, remember this, don't call me that again in the future, you have to call meMrs. Chen!"
"Wow! Are you married?" Luo Minghui was full of surprise and wondered: "Why didn't I hear about it? Then where is Mr. Chen?"
"My husband is resting at home." Yang Jiaqian said as she pulled Song Qingqing to sit down and introduced to Luo Minghui: "This is my good friend, Song Qingqing."
Song Qingqing nodded politely.
The moment Yang Jiaqian brought Song Qingqing into the western restaurant, Luo Minghui had already noticed the girl. He extended his hand to her and said politely: "Hello, I am Luo Minghui."
Yang Jiaxi slapped Luo Minghui's hand hard, frowned and said: "Don't do this, are you taking advantage?"
Luo Minghui said with a smile: "Mrs. Chen, you are still the same. To be honest, what I am most afraid of is seeing you and my cousin, and and Wen Wenhui. They have all been made miserable by you."
While talking, Luo Minghui's eyes drifted to Song Qingqing. She was dressed very simply and did not wear any makeup. Such a pure and beautiful girl is very rare in this materialistic society. He thanked Yang Jiaxi and thanked God in his heart for bringing him a girl. A perfect angel.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and order something to drink first." Yang Jiaxi shook Song Qingqing's hand, which was still cold, and told Luo Minghui, "I want hot drinks."
"OK!"
Luo Minghui raised his hand to the nearby waiter, and after consulting Yang Jiaxi and Song Qingqing for their opinions, he ordered two latte and a cappuccino.
Luo Minghui was very talkative, telling some interesting things about studying abroad and the customs and customs of foreign lands. He also told a few jokes from time to time, making Yang Jiaqian and Song Qingqing laugh happily.
Gradually, the atmosphere became less awkward than when they first met, and became a lot more relaxed. Song Qingqing was able to reply a few questions to Luo Minghui's questions.
"It seems that if they meet a few more times, they can really become friends." Yang Jiaqian was secretly happy.
At this time, Yang Jiaqian¡¯s cell phone in her bag rang with an incoming call. She took it out and saw that it was Wen Wenwen.
"Jia Qian, where are you?" Wen Wen asked.
Yang Jiaqian looked at Luo Minghui, then at Song Qingqing, and replied: "My friend and I were drinking coffee at a Western restaurant in the East District."
"Oh, I have something to tell you, is that okay?" The gentle voice was lowered.
Yang Jiaqian made an apologetic expression to Luo Minghui and Song Qingqing, got up and walked out of the western restaurant. After walking a few steps, a gentle warning came from the phone: "Don't go out, go to the bathroom."
"Ah? Wen Wen, are you there too?" Yang Jiaxi held her cell phone and looked around. She didn't find Wen Wen, but she still followed her instructions and walked towards the bathroom.
Yang Jiaqian walked to a column. Wen Wen, who was sitting behind the column, stretched out her hand and patted her waist.
"Yeah!" Yang Jiaxi turned around and saw that it was Wenwen. She stuffed the phone into her bag and complained, "Wenwen, what are you doing? I'm almost scared to death of you."
Wen Wenwen pulled Yang Jiaxi to the seat and whispered: "Jiaxi, what are you doing? I asked you to go shopping with me, and you hesitantly said that you had something to do. Is this what you said? Hiding it from me , not enough sisters!"
Yang Jiaxi pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Renwen, you are following me!"
Wenwen replied nonchalantly: "Fortunately, I thought you were a little weird and followed you, so you didn't make any mistakes."
Yang Jiaxi frowned and asked in confusion: "Why did I make a mistake? The Luo Minghui I introduced to Song Qingqing is good in all aspects. The two of them are a good match together."
Wen Wen shook her head and asked, "Where is Chen Luo? If he really does this, what do you think he will think?"
"What does he think?" Yang Jiaxi was filled with sadness. She bit her lip with her white teeth and squeezed out three words from between her teeth: "I feel bad."
She gently held Yang Jiaqian's hand and sighed softly: "Hey, Jia Qian, I know how you feel. Who wants their husband to play around with women outside and have a little lover? However, what you do on the surface will The problem has been solved, but the root of the problem must have been planted. Chen Luo may pretend that nothing happened on the surface, but the relationship between you will never be harmonious."
"Why? Could it bedoesn't he still know my heart?" Yang Jiaxi said aggrievedly.
Gentle and patient explanation: "Men are somewhat chauvinistic. I haven't discussed this matter with him. Would he be happy to just handle it like this? Moreover, Song Qingqing is already his woman, so I gave him her woman away." Go out, how much does heEveryone will feel resentful. Besides, Jia Qian, have you ever asked Song Qingqing about your arrangement? If I were Song Qingqing, I wouldn't think you are nice, I would only think you are vicious! "
Yang Jiaxi was very anxious and said loudly: "I Where can I have it!"
Wen Wenwen hurriedly covered Yang Jiaxi's mouth: "Keep your voice down! Oh, I know you, silly girl, don't have bad intentions, it's just you're just stupid!"
Yang Jiaxi reached out and removed Wenwen's hand, patted her angrily, and said with a slight cry: "Younwen, you are bullying me too!"
"Hey!" Wen Wenwen let out a long sigh and whispered into Yang Jiaxi's ear: "Originally, there were many things I didn't want to tell you, but now I really can't."
"Say." Yang Jiaxi looked curious.
Wen Wenwen did not hesitate, and pulled Yang Jiaxi into her arms, whispering
Hearing the gentle words, Yang Jiaxi's face turned red and white for a while. She wanted to break away, but she hugged her tightly again.
"Jia Qian, what I told is the truth. If you don't believe it, you can ask her!"
"I won't go, I don't want to see her!"
"Listen to me, don't let Song Qingqing cause an irreparable rift in your relationship with Chen Luo. Your real opponent hasn't moved yet."
"What should we do now?" Yang Jiaxi asked reluctantly.
"It's very simple. When I show up later, I'll just say it was a joke with Luo Minghui and take Song Qingqing away."
Yang Jiaxi sighed helplessly: "Hey, okay."
Wen Wen suddenly thought about something and said: "What do you want to do when you take Song Qingqing back to the community tonight? Show off your cooking skills? To be honest, I can't compliment you on the food you cook. You have to show your strengths." Well."
"My strengths?" Yang Jiaxi thought for a while and said, "Except for sports, I have nothing else."
Wen Wen thought for a moment and smiled: "Swimming! Go to the club's swimming pool at night, you can show your youthful vitality and show off" She reached out and touched Yang Jiaqian's waist: "This is the perfect figure that makes men drool. Chen Luo still has to be obsessed with you?"
Yang Jiaxi blushed, and not to be outdone, she quickly grabbed Wen Wen's breasts: "Wen Wen, you have to go too, put on a swimsuit and prove it, it's not smaller than an apple!"
This is a public place, and I am not as open-minded as Yang Jiaxi. She blushes all the way down her neck and twists her hands desperately on Yang Jiaxi¡¯s waist.
"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble." Yang Jiaxi grabbed the gentle Piaotian Literature Network and drove Luo Minghui away. "
Luo Minghui only felt that being with Song Qingqing was a very happy thing, and kept talking, just to make Bo Jiaren smile. But after Yang Jiaqian left, the girl just lowered her head and said nothing in reply.
"Song Qingqing, Ican I call you Qingqing?" Luo Minghui picked up the coffee cup, a little nervous.
Before Song Qingqing could reply, a clear female voice sounded from behind: "Qingqing, this is not just for people to scream randomly."
Luo Minghui turned around and saw Wen Wenwen. He hurriedly put down the coffee cup in his hand and stood up hastily. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Wen Wenhui, why are you here too?"
"Send me a bouquet of flowers every day and please me in every possible way. Now that you see a beautiful girl, have you changed your goals?" Wen Rou snorted, walked to Song Qingqing, took her hand, and said to Luo Minghui: "Today, it's me. Let¡¯s test you with Jia Qian! As expected, men are all philanderers!¡±
"It turns out this is a joke!" When Song Qingqing heard Wen Wen's words, she felt like she had returned to the human world from hell.
After saying that, Wen Wenwen pulled up the extremely surprised Song Qingqing and walked out of the western restaurant.
"Gentle, youlisten to my explanation!" Luo Minghui stood up and wanted to chase him, but was held down by Yang Jiaqian again.
"You dare to chase me, or I'll be rude to you!" Yang Jiaxi raised her hand and said in a commanding tone: "Sit down."
Yang Jiaqian followed Wen Wenwen and Song Qingqing out of the western restaurant, staring at Wen Wenwen's back, muttering in her heart.
"Wen Wenwen, do you really fall in love with my husband, why do you say good things to him? With a sister like you No, I must ask clearly tonight!" @ya