Chapter 294 If You Can’t Argue, I’ll Let You Go
Qi Yanjing was very upset and a little disappointed with himself.
Even though he spoke to her like that, she still brought him midnight snacks.
He actually threw it into the trash can, so it was only natural that he picked it up and ate it.
He sat on the bed, looked at Wen Zhixian who had just changed into her nightgown and asked, "Did I look like that domestic violence man just now?"
Wen Zhixian was stunned, his brain was stuck, and he subconsciously asked him: "Which domestic violence man?"
Qi Yanjing raised his eyes slightly.
As soon as she said this, she suddenly remembered who he was talking about and couldn't help laughing.
She looked towards Qi Yanjing. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands on his sides. He looked really well behaved, and it was hard to associate him with the person just now.
Wen Zhixian walked to the bedside and ruffled his hair. "How could that be?"
After talking nonsense, I climbed into bed, feeling very sleepy.
Qi Yanjing turned around and looked at her, "Were you disappointed in me just now?"
He wanted to ask clearly, but it seemed that Zhixian didn't want to pay attention to him...
Wen Zhihan covered herself with a thin silk quilt and replied, "No."
The beauty is going to sleep and doesn't want to talk.
Qi Yanjing stared at her. Wen Zhihan felt his burning gaze and sighed, "Well, actually on the way back I was thinking about how to quarrel with you. It's so new. I've never quarreled with you before."
"I've also thought about what to do if I can't win the argument with you. After thinking it over, I realized that this is my home and if I can't win the argument, I can just ask you to leave." Who knew it was all useless.
Qi Yanjing's eyelashes trembled slightly, "You are so polite."
"Thank you." The beauty closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Qi Yanjing pulled aside a corner of the quilt and crawled in. He kissed her on the face, but it was not enough, so he kissed her a few more times.
Wen Zhixian closed his eyes: "That's enough."
Qi Yanjing put his face against hers, turned off the lights and went to sleep.
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The next morning at nine o'clock.
Qi Yanjing was making breakfast when the doorbell rang.
He glanced at the surveillance screen, Qi Yaochuan, Xie Anruo and... his eldest nephew.
He opened the door and invited the three people in.
"Morning, sis."
Xie Anruo handed all the flowers in her hand and the small gifts she bought for Zhixian to Qi Yanjing.
"What about me?" Qi Yaochuan teased him rarely.
Qi Yanjing raised his eyelids: "Brother, whatever."
Qi Yaochuan: “…”
Qi Yanjing reached out to pinch Qi Xubai's little face. The words "used to it" were written on the face of the seven-month-old child. It was obvious that his face had been often abused at home.
"Where's Zhihan?" Xie Anruo looked around but didn't see anyone.
Qi Yanjing: "I'm adjusting to the time difference. I haven't woken up yet."
"Is she seriously injured?"
"It had almost healed in the previous three months."
Qi Yaochuan threw Qi Xubai on the sofa and let him crawl away. He asked, "Is Meng Yingze dead?"
“I didn’t see it.”
Qi Yaochuan understood, but Qi Yanjing didn't believe it.
But it is indeed difficult to find this person.
"How's the hospital these days?" He hadn't been there for a long time.
"Dad still hasn't woken up. The doctor said we should be prepared for him not to wake up for the rest of his life."
Qi Yanjing responded indifferently, and Qi Yaochuan could accept it just like him.
He deserves it for having an illegitimate child and getting into trouble because of it.
"What about the mother and daughter?"
When Qi Yanjing asked this, Qi Yaochuan knew what he meant. If Meng Yingze was not dead, he would probably come back to see them one day.
Previously, Meng Yingyu said that she wanted to replace Meng Yingze and join Wei Lan. They didn't care. After all, it was their business. They wanted to see how she would deal with the shareholders.
But Meng Yue just wanted to sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor and didn't want to do anything.
Xie Anruo replied: "Meng Yue often goes to the hospital to cry, but the frequency has decreased recently because the doctor said that she may be a vegetable forever. Now she has changed her target."
She curled her lips: "Actively treat the arm and develop the love of the domineering middle-aged and elderly president."
I can guess it.
"As for Meng Yingyu... Wei Lan's shareholders are boycotting her collectively, so she doesn't have much power."
She paused, "Even if Meng Yingze is not dead, will he really come back? His two relatives have forced him so hard that he even wanted the cruise ship to explode."
"I heard from Qi Wang that Meng Yingze was showing mercy and didn't want to blow them up. The explosion zone was only on the side where he was standing."
"In that case, we can only wait."
The oven in the kitchen made a "ding" sound. Qi Yanjing stood up and went to the kitchen, brought some prepared breakfast and placed it in front of them.
"Is this a semi-finished product?" Xie Anruo asked as she looked at the morning tea and snacks in front of her.
"No, I did this."
Xie Anruo and Qi Yaochuan cast their glances at him.
"Tsk, tsk." He handed over the chopsticks.
They were not hungry, so they tried a little and found it tasted very good.
"It's not inferior to Xijiang Tower." Xie Anruo praised.
Qi Yanjing said silently: "That's where I learned it."
Xie Anruo: “…” No wonder.
Qi Yaochuan took a bite of the steamed spareribs and said, "This dish looks like Pingyan's."
Qi Yanjing glanced at it and said, "That's where I learned it."
Qi Yaochuan looked at him in surprise. Is he learning from Baijia Restaurant?
After tasting it, I concluded that Qi Yanjing can cook.
Eat well.
They had originally come to see Wen Zhixian today, but since he wasn't awake yet, they invited them to have dinner at his home another day.
We chatted for a while before leaving.
Qi Yanjing returned to the kitchen and continued to prepare his breakfast.
The meal was quite rich. I specially learned how to make dim sum for breakfast. Finally, I don’t have to eat alone anymore.
Wen Zhixian slept until half past ten, stretched out his arms, and lay in bed for two minutes before getting up.
After washing up, I opened the bedroom door in my pajamas and smelled the fragrance outside as soon as I opened the door.
She was indeed a little hungry, so she stepped on her slippers and peeked in at the kitchen door.
"What are you doing? It smells so good." She sneaked into the kitchen and stood behind Qi Yanjing, watching him busying himself around the stove.
Qi Yanjingteng reached out and touched Wen Zhixian who was standing behind him. The corners of his lips slightly raised, and he spoke in a low and pleasant voice: "The last dish of the morning tea snacks I learned before is glutinous rice chicken."
When Qi Yanjing started cooking, Wen Zhihan was stunned for a moment, "Did you buy semi-finished products?"
This is so exquisite that it doesn't look like it was made by myself...
"Would I buy a semi-finished product to fool you?" This is full of love.
Wen Zhixian stood on tiptoe skillfully and smacked him on the face.
"Take the chopsticks."
Wen Zhixian: “Okay.”
She squatted down and took the dishes and chopsticks from the sterilizer.
Qi Yanjing opened the incubator. Wen Zhihan looked over and was even more shocked. He had done so much?
It's really morning tea.
"What time did you get up to work?"
Qi Yanjing turned off the incubator and said, "Eight forty."
"There's also a double skin milk dish." He placed the double skin milk in front of her and showed it to her.
Qi Yanjing brought all the snacks to the dining table. Wen Zhihan took out his cell phone, took a photo of the breakfast he made, and then moved to Qi Yanjing's side to take a photo with him.
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