Chapter 23 What should I do if my wife is hanging out with her bestie and neglecting my husband?
No wonder I only ate half a bowl of rice at night.
Jing Zhuo thought that people in Suzhou ate little and had small stomachs.
It turned out that he was saving his stomach to go out with Zhang Hening for the so-called late-night hotpot.
Jing Zhuo felt mixed emotions.
Even though he had many prejudices against Zhang Hening, he still let her go.
"Come back early and take some digestive pills. Eating hot pot at night will only put a strain on your stomach."
"Got it. Goodbye~"
Song Xi waved at him, quickly changed her shoes, picked up her bag and left. Her back looked particularly excited.
Watching the door slam shut, Jing Zhuo withdrew his gaze and sank into the sofa.
He took out his cell phone, opened the search dialog box, and typed a few words.
"What should I do if my wife is hanging out with her bestie and neglecting my husband?"
Within a few minutes, there were a few scattered replies.
The boss's fierce 1: "You don't reflect on your wife's neglect of you, which proves that your wife doesn't need you emotionally anymore. You are just a tool."
Sexy scumbag playing online: "Her best friend is more fun than you, why should she play with you?"
It hurts, that's right: "Everyone come and laugh at him, his wife doesn't want him~"
Jing Zhuo took a few glances and then closed the page, feeling even more upset.
He has never been in a relationship and this is his first time getting married.
He didn't understand women well enough, and he couldn't scold Song Xi the same way he scolded his sister. If he scared her, she would immediately file for divorce.
He reflected for a few seconds and decided to seek advice from someone with experience.
Jing Zhuo reopened WeChat, clicked into the group chat, and sent a few words.
Jing Zhuo: "Want to drink?"
The group was silent for a few seconds, and then several messages popped up one after another.
Childhood friend A: "Don't ask me out for drinks next time~"
Childhood friend B: "My boss at home isn't happy about it~~"
Childhood friend C: "You're hinting at me~~~"
Jing Zhuo: “…”
Song Xi feels like a master of time management.
My best friend and husband can do both, accompanying one and the other, keeping everything evenly balanced.
She first took a taxi to He's house, ate a few bites of lamb legs, and then drove with He Ning to a hot pot restaurant near her home.
The shop owner has been running this place for many years and has a good reputation, with many customers coming back.
Song Xi is from Suzhou and has a light taste.
Zhang Hening specially ordered a double-flavored hotpot, with beef oil and chili on one side and mushrooms in clear soup on the other. The two best friends each took up half of the hotpot.
The shop owner is from the south. He sent a lot of wild mushrooms from his hometown these two days. He said that they tasted very fresh, so he added some to their pot to enhance the flavor.
The taste was really good, and Song Xi was amazed after taking the first sip.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Zhang Hening asked her with blinking eyes.
"Cook it a little longer, it will be more delicious."
Song Xi increased the heat.
There were few people at night, so Zhang Hening chatted with her while eating hot pot.
"You haven't slept together yet?"
Song Xi: “?”
What a great zero-frame start.
She was a little embarrassed and shy: "It's only the second day of living together, is it appropriate for you to ask this question?"
Zhang Hening took it for granted: "My second brother said yesterday that a man should not only be rich, but most importantly, his sexual performance should be good. You should verify him as soon as possible to prove that he is a normal man."
Song Xi's ears turned red when she thought of the memory of that night in the bar.
"I think there's nothing wrong with him in that regard. He's perfectly normal."
"What can we verify in one night? We need to do many experiments multiple times." Zhang Hening said, "I'm doing this for your own good. You are so young now. If you pick someone who doesn't work out, what will happen to your future needs?"
"If you find a male model and he wants to divorce you, you will have to leave the house with nothing and won't get a penny."
Song Xi didn't expect that she had considered all aspects of this.
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she said silently: "My needs are not that great..."
"That's because he's not very skilled."
Zhang Hening analyzed skillfully: "No woman dislikes this kind of thing, it's just that men have poor skills, so you should train him!"
Zhang Hening opened his phone, flipped through it, and quickly sent her a few links.
"These are all my treasured immortal items. You should study them first. Pay attention and read every word carefully."
Song Xi picked up the phone curiously and opened the link——
The screen was filled with dense text, so she glanced at it and closed it.
Who wrote this porn novel? It's so shameful!
Zhang Hening actually asked her to read novels to tame men!?
Is this something that can be taught?!
"This is a novel written by my favorite author. Some parts of it may not pass the censorship. I understand it, but I can't put it into words. But you can understand it, right?"
Zhang Hening leaned over and gave her examples: "Face to face, back to back, mirror, bathroom, floor-to-ceiling window..."
"You understand everything, right?"
Song Xi's face turned red. After hearing these words, her face was even redder than the tomato icon on the novel software.
"You should also watch less and read more positive energy."
"I read the article, I am proud, and I contribute to fertility!"
Song Xi interrupted the color nonsense in her mind and picked up the sauce bottle beside her.
"Want some sesame sauce?"
"want."
"Where's the cilantro?"
"I want that, too."
The mushroom soup was so delicious that Song Xi drank several bowls.
She was full after finishing the meal.
Too lazy to take a taxi, she climbed directly into the BMW and asked Zhang Hening to step on the accelerator to take her back.
Zhang Hening parked the car at the gate of the community and muttered, "Beijing is really too small."
She said, "Your husband actually lives in the same neighborhood as my eldest brother. I remember he also owns a property here. It turns out they're so close. No wonder they look so affectionate. He's so worried about his friend's family relationships."
Song Xi was also a little surprised.
"Which building does your eldest brother live in? Could they be neighbors on the upper and lower floors?"
If that's the case, she'll have to find a chance to get to know He Ning's brother, since they'll be one of her own in the future.
Zhang Hening thought about it and forgot about it.
"Why would I keep track of his real estate when I have nothing better to do? He has so many houses."
She waved her hand: "Okay, go in now, I want to go home."
"Then be careful on the road, look ahead while driving, don't play with your phone, don't look at handsome guys, and don't watch short videos." Song Xi reminded her.
"I know, I know."
Zhang Hening turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away in his BMW.
Song Xi watched her car leave safely, then scanned her face at the door. With a "beep", the door opened.
This was the first day she moved in, and Jing Zhuo helped her record it.
The security in this community is very tight. Outsiders are not allowed to enter. Take-out orders must be registered, and even the owners have to scan their faces to enter.
When she walked downstairs, she saw from afar a tall and handsome figure leaning against the ginkgo tree at the door. The man was in casual clothes, leaning against the tree trunk and smoking.
Faint sparks flickered in the darkness. Under the streetlight, he lowered his head and exhaled a puff of smoke.
Relaxed and unfocused.
Jingzhuo?
Song Xi recognized him at a glance.
She quickened her pace and walked towards him. The man was smoking a cigarette. When he saw her coming from afar, he raised his hand to clear the smoke in front of him, then put out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can.
"Why are you here so late at night?" Song Xi ran over and asked.
"I came back from a night run and saw you come in, so I waited for you to go home together." Jing Zhuo answered very naturally.
Night running?
Song Xi turned on his phone and checked the time.
It's 11:30. Are you still running in the middle of the night?
Blame it on self-discipline.
No wonder she has such a great figure.
With such a great figure and such a love for sports, there must be no problem with her performance, right?
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