Chapter 453 Qiao Qiao in the previous life 1
Ye Qiaoqiao really wanted to knock Fu Juechuan’s head open to see, you like him so much but you don’t pursue him, do you think you are no match for Zhou Cong?
She was a little bit of a new hand, especially when she saw Zhou Chong directly ignored Qiao Qiao that night, and even set out to pay tribute to Jiang Yao and arranged the best cemetery in Huaicheng for Jiang Yao.
After he got married, he lied to Qiao Qiao while staring at Jiang Yao's photo in a trance. Every year on their wedding anniversary, Zhou Chong would leave home and go to the cemetery to guard Jiang Yao's tombstone all night.
Qiao Qiao sat at the dining table with her chin in her hand in disappointment, looking at the delicious food on the table and muttering, "Why can't you come back today?"
"Today is our wedding anniversary. I couldn't come back last year, and I can't come back today either."
"Don't keep watching. Don't you know to put the cold food in the refrigerator? What a waste!" Zhou's mother came down from upstairs at some point, dressed like a noble lady, and said with disdain, "You only know how to think about your man every day, and you don't know how to understand that Ah Chong works hard. How can you have the time to come back so often? It's just a wedding anniversary, and you act like it's not a wedding anniversary."
Qiao Qiao looked up at her mother-in-law who spoke harshly, and her attitude remained good. "Mom, if you say that, I will be in a bad mood too. Just stop talking about me. Then you will be the one who will be unhappy again."
"Hey, can't I say anything to you?" Zhou's mother was instantly angry.
Qiao Qiao looked at her in confusion, "Mom, I am concerned about your health. Being angry too much is not good for your health. Why do you think that?"
"I think so? Okay, you said I was meddling in other people's business first. I shouldn't have said that to you, right? You are such a rich girl. You can't even say a word. If you say it, you will say I am overthinking. I think you are the one with a problem. You married my son but you don't know how to manage the household. You can't even cook. If you are a man, you won't come back!"
"I want to see how long you can endure being treated by my son."
"No amount of emotion is enough to wear it away."
After saying this, Zhou's mother snorted coldly, flicked her sleeves, and left angrily.
Qiao Qiao nervously began to pick at her fingers, obviously taking Zhou's mother's words to heart, "So men all like wives who are good and caring for their husbands? If I learn how to cook, will Zhou Chong be happy too? Will he come back more often?"
"Actually, my requirements are not high. I just want to see him once a month."
"Now we can only see each other once every three or four months."
"Ah, so after marriage we have to separate?"
Qiao Qiao pouted a little aggrievedly, but still turned around and walked into the kitchen obediently.
She began to learn how to cook.
The dishes I made at first tasted weird.
Qiao Qiao didn't want to waste food, so he took the food to the park and quietly fed the wild cats and dogs there.
Every time Qiao Qiao cooks, her hands get injured. Either she cuts them while cutting vegetables, or she gets burned by the heat. Sometimes she touches the edge of an overheated pot, and the scars on her arms gradually increase.
After learning day after day, Qiao Qiao finally learned how to make soup.
"Qiao Qiao, I'm coming back today." Zhou Chong took the initiative to call Ye Qiaoqiao the day before summer arrived.
Qiao Qiao was so happy, "What time will you be home?"
"About six in the evening."
"Okay, come back for dinner, I'm ready." Qiao Qiao said, suppressing her excitement.
Zhou Cong nodded in agreement and hung up the phone.
Qiao Qiao immediately changed her clothes and went out to the market to buy vegetables.
After a simple lunch at noon, she began to prepare soup for the afternoon.
From one o'clock in the afternoon until six o'clock in the evening, she stared at the clock and controlled the time of placing the materials very accurately.
Ye Qiaoqiao watched in mid-air, gritting her teeth in anger.
How could Qiao Qiao be so stupid!
Is this person me or someone else?
Zhou Chong, this bastard, actually ignored Qiao Qiao's true feelings.
Ye Qiaoqiao was unwilling to admit that the Qiaoqiao below was herself. She was too naive and stupid. She was too sincere in her feelings, but she didn't know that the other party's cold attitude actually explained everything.
but.
Soon Ye Qiaoqiao became even angrier.
Because Zhou Chong is back.
Qiao Qiao happily went to the door and opened it. "Zhou Chong, you're back? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Well, sorry for the long wait, Qiao Qiao." Zhou Cong, who had a stern face before the door opened, smiled instantly after seeing Qiao Qiao. He first handed the suit jacket to Qiao Qiao, and then Qiao Qiao happily hung the suit on the hanger.
Zhou Chong changed his shoes, and before Qiao Qiao could react, he stepped forward and hugged Qiao Qiao.
"Qiao Qiao, did you miss me?"
The man's voice was full of charm, but if you looked closely, you could notice that there was no affection in his eyes, only coldness.
"I've thought about it. I'll give you a surprise later!" Qiao Qiao buried her head in his shoulder, a happy smile on her face.
"good."
"Come with me." Qiao Qiao pulled Zhou Cong to the table and pushed him to sit down.
"Wait for me first."
Qiao Qiao asked Zhou Cong to close his eyes.
Zhou Chong closed his eyes obediently.
Qiao Qiao hurried to the kitchen and brought out the soup that had been cooking for several hours. As a result, she accidentally scalded her wrist. Qiao Qiao only cried out in pain, but endured the pain and brought the soup over and gently placed it on the table.
There were two additional dishes.
Although it was small, it was made by Qiao Qiao after working hard for an entire afternoon.
Finally, she quickly ran to the warehouse on the first floor, took out a bunch of roses that she had prepared long ago, and placed them on the dining table.
She was dressed like a Western date in a movie.
Qiao Qiao waited until everything was put away before happily sitting next to him and said expectantly, "Zhou Chong, you can open your eyes now."
Zhou Chong opened his eyes in response and saw the flowers and the prepared food on the table.
Zhou Cong's eyes fell on it and he asked calmly, "Qiao Qiao, what is this?"
"I made all these dishes and soups myself!" Qiao Qiao raised her lips happily, "Try it now and see if you like it."
Hearing this, Zhou Chong picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the braised pork on the table. He looked at Qiao Qiao and said, "Qiao Qiao, if you don't like cooking, then don't cook."
"Ah? It's not delicious?" Qiao Qiao subconsciously picked up the chopsticks to taste it, chewing and said, "I think it's okay. It's the best I've made recently. Although it's not as good as the chefs in state-owned restaurants, it shouldn't be very bad, right?"
When Qiao Qiao said this, she seemed really confused. It seems that she can reach the level of ordinary people.
Zhou Chong just pulled her to sit down, shook his head and said, "I know you are not good at cooking and you don't like it. You don't have to cook next time. If you want to eat something, just ask the nanny at home to make it."
"Today's meal just happened to come back from eating out, so I'm not hungry."
"Hiss..." Qiao Qiao cried out in pain, interrupting Zhou Cong's words. She retracted her hand and said, "Zhou Cong, you touched the wound on my wrist. It hurts a little."
Zhou Chong suddenly loosened his hand, then looked down and saw the multiple scars on Qiao Qiao's wrists, which were very similar to the injuries Jiang Yao had suffered in the past.
Zhou Cong's face changed instantly, and he suddenly reached out and pushed Qiao Qiao away.
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