Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...
She knew that Huo Beixiao, as the behind-the-scenes owner of the small appliance store, must have some money.
But she never expected Huo Beixiao to be so rich!
They can actually afford a car now!
She couldn't understand why he, who was so rich, was still working as a worker in a cement factory.
He worked as a laborer in the cement factory, and he also helped her set up a stall and assisted at the duck products shop, always working hard without complaint.
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"Huo Beixiao, you should sleep for a while. I'll go and make you some hangover soup."
After finally getting Huo Beixiao home and putting him on the bed, Jiang Qiaoqiao said...
Zhu Dong was originally going to help her up, but Huo Beixiao wouldn't let him get close, so even if he wanted to help, he was powerless to do so.
Before Jiang Qiaoqiao could even stand up after speaking, she was suddenly pulled back by a strong force.
Huo Beixiao held her tightly with his two strong arms. "No! Wife, don't go. Sleep with me!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...
"Sweetie, you sleep for a while first. I'll go make you some hangover soup, and I'll sleep with you after you drink it." She spoke gently and patiently.
But Huo Beixiao held her even tighter and stubbornly said, "No, I don't want the hangover soup, I just want my wife!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...
"Okay, okay, no hangover soup, but at least let me go wash up!"
She drank a little too much at noon and hasn't had time to wash up yet; she still smells of alcohol on her.
I was sweating profusely from all the effort of getting Huo Beixiao back.
Now she smells a mixture of alcohol and sweat on herself, a rather touching odor.
To everyone's surprise, Huo Beixiao buried his face in her body and took a deep breath, saying, "No, wife, you don't need to wash up. You smell wonderful!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...
She paused for a moment, then decided to stop going along with the drunkard.
She grabbed Huo Beixiao's shoulders, forcing him to separate from her. Her round, almond-shaped eyes looked into Huo Beixiao's clear, drunken eyes, with slightly reddened corners, and she asked seriously, "Huo Beixiao, don't call me 'wife.' Do you know who I am? What's my name?"
"I know!" Huo Beixiao suddenly roared with great energy, "You are my wife, Jiang Qiaoqiao!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao hurriedly tried to cover his mouth.
Oh my god!
Huo Beixiao's volume was so loud that the entire tenement building could hear him.
She'll be dead tomorrow!
Waaaaah...
Why did she have to ask him that question?!
"Wife, I'm sorry."
After a while, Jiang Qiaoqiao calmed down and removed her hand from Huo Beixiao's mouth. Huo Beixiao looked into her eyes with clear eyes and said with a look of guilt.
Jiang Qiaoqiao was a little dazed. Why was this man apologizing to her when he was perfectly fine?
“I shouldn’t have left you to help Jiang Yiran that time. We had agreed to try to be a real couple, but after that, you gave up on me.”
"I was wrong, can you give me another chance?"
Huo Beixiao stared intently at Jiang Qiaoqiao, speaking clearly and logically, his tone full of pleading.
In an instant, she seriously suspected that Huo Beixiao was faking being drunk.
Looking at Huo Beixiao like this, she simply couldn't bring herself to question him, and nodded almost unconsciously, "Okay."
The next moment, the man grinned sheepishly, revealing eight big white teeth, and said, "Thank you, wife."
That night, the man held her tightly and refused to let go.
Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't know how she fell asleep while being held tightly in the man's arms.
When she woke up the next morning, there was no one beside her.
Just as they were wondering if the man had already gone to work at the factory or to the small appliance store, they saw Huo Beixiao come out of the inner room carrying a basin of water, his upper body bare.
Jiang Qiaoqiao: !!!
A standard double-door body, an inverted triangle physique, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, muscular chest, and clearly defined eight-pack abs.
She always knew Huo Beixiao had a good physique, but she never expected him to be this good.
For some reason, she suddenly recalled the internet celebrity's voice she had overheard in her past life: "Wow, so handsome, you have eight-pack abs..."
She quickly shook her head, chasing away all the messy things.
"Is your head still bothering you?"
As she shook her head, Huo Beixiao immediately asked somewhat nervously.
"Hehe." Jiang Qiaoqiao forced an awkward smile. "No, no, I'll go take a shower too. I drank alcohol yesterday and didn't shower. I feel like I smell bad."
"Yes, there's hot water in the pot. I'll bring it in for you."
Huo Beixiao immediately got up and went to fetch her water.
Men's already well-developed biceps bulge out even more when they exert force, which is very exciting to watch.
Compared to Huo Beixiao, and thinking back to how I wasted my entire life on Qin Haiyang, that white-cut chicken, in my previous life.
She felt a little sorry for her past life, as she had never eaten anything good!
Jiang Qiaoqiao went into the inner room, ready to take a good bath.
Huo Beixiao picked up the bucket and turned to leave.
Jiang Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Huo Beixiao seemed normal.
It seems he drank too much and blacked out; he probably forgot what happened last night.
After Jiang Qiaoqiao finished showering, breakfast was already laid out on the table: perfectly sweet soy milk and crispy fried dough sticks, complementing each other perfectly and making her feel happy while eating.
Jiang Qiaoqiao was happily eating, while Huo Beixiao had already changed into a white shirt, suit pants and leather shoes.
When Jiang Qiaoqiao saw Huo Beixiao like this for the first time, she instinctively widened her eyes and even forgot to chew the fried dough stick she was feeding.
Huo Beixiao's deep eyes met his, and he spoke in a low voice, "You've been captivated?"
Jiang Qiaoqiao snapped back to reality and nodded subconsciously, "I was captivated. Why are you dressed so formally today?"
After realizing that Huo Beixiao had completely forgotten what happened last night, she relaxed completely.
She interacted with Huo Beixiao as if they were friends and business partners, just like before, and felt much more at ease.
"I have some business to discuss."
After saying that, he pushed a file folder in front of Jiang Qiaoqiao, "These are all for you."
Jiang Qiaoqiao blinked in confusion and looked at him. "What are these?"
As she asked the question, she opened the file folder.
The first thing they took out were several bankbooks.
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked puzzled. "Why are you giving me so many bankbooks?"
As she spoke, she opened her savings book.
Her pupils dilated the instant she saw the numbers on the bankbook.
I quickly flipped through a few other books.
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands..." Her incredulous gaze returned to Huo Beixiao. "Two hundred thousand per book, five books here, that's one million?"
In this day and age, it's rare to find someone with ten thousand yuan.
Huo Beixiao is already a millionaire!
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