"I was just joking with you, but you took it so seriously!" Jiang Mengmeng smiled, then became serious the next second: "By the way, there's one thing I haven't told you. Before I tell you, can you promise me that you won't be angry?"
Jiang Mengmeng wanted to bring up Sun Qingqing's matter. She felt that Jing Muchen would definitely be angry. He brought someone home casually, and it was such a big trouble. Jing Muchen was usually busy with work and just wanted some peace and quiet when he got home. He would be unhappy.
"Okay, you tell me, I promise I won't be angry. You are my wife after all!" Jing Muchen smiled and put his arms around Jiang Mengmeng's slender waist. She is pregnant now, but her waist is still so thin and her figure is still so good. She has eaten a lot recently, but she just doesn't gain weight. Jing Muchen feels distressed when he sees her and hopes she can gain some weight.
"Sun Qingqing came to me today and said that her mother committed suicide at home. I spent your money to buy a piece of land for Mrs. Sun and handled all the funeral arrangements." Jiang Mengmeng pouted and spoke carefully.
To put it bluntly, Jiang Mengmeng is meddling in other people's affairs, and she is using the money her husband earns to meddle in other people's affairs. If this happened in a normal family, she would definitely be scolded.
"It's okay, these are just small matters. You can deal with them however you want. Your husband supports you." Jing Muchen looked at Jiang Mengmeng with a smile, and the expression on his face was always doting.
"There is one more thing. I brought Sun Qingqing home. She will stay for a few days before going to school, so..." Jiang Mengmeng didn't dare to continue.
When Jing Muchen heard this, he thought his silly wife was quite brave, bringing someone home for the first time. But since she had already brought someone home, if Jing Muchen still objected, it would be a disrespect to his wife.
"Let her stay for a few days! It's your decision, but don't blame her. You are the mistress of this family. Act like a mistress and don't be bullied by a little girl, okay?" Jing Muchen's hand fell on Jiang Mengmeng's nose and flicked it lightly. His eyes were doting and his movements were gentle.
Jiang Mengmeng did not move away, knowing that her husband was just teasing her and would not really hurt her.
"Well, thank you, Muchen." Jiang Mengmeng thanked this man from the bottom of her heart. It was he who gave her all the support, allowing her to hold her head high and not be afraid of anyone.
"Why don't you call me husband anymore? Remember to only call me husband from now on." Jing Muchen took Jiang Mengmeng's hand, and the two walked into the villa together.
"Husband." Jiang Mengmeng called again.
"It sounds so nice, call it again." Jing Muchen said.
"husband."
"Shout again."
"Husband, husband, husband, is it okay?" Jiang Mengmeng called out many times in one breath. Her voice was clear and crisp, and particularly beautiful.
In the villa.
When Sun Qingqing heard the voices of Jing Muchen and Jiang Mengmeng, she immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran outside in her slippers, and ran to Jing Muchen at a very fast speed.
This was the second time Sun Qingqing saw Jing Muchen. The last time she saw him, he was still single. This time, he was married and became someone else's man. But it didn't matter. Even though he was married, he was still handsome. Sun Qingqing still regarded Jing Muchen as her idol from the bottom of her heart, and her admiration for him was like a surging river, endless.
"Hello, do you remember me? I'm Sun Qingqing." Sun Qingqing stood in front of Jing Muchen happily. She had even changed into new clothes in advance just to stand beautifully in front of him and leave a good image.
As a result, Jing Muchen's expression was just a faint glance. He nodded to Sun Qingqing without any extra expression or a word. He hugged his wife.
"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Jing Muchen asked Jiang Mengmeng.
"This is the dish that Aunt Zhang asked someone to prepare. I didn't cook today, so I didn't know what it was!" Jiang Mengmeng smiled. It seemed that she was not a very qualified wife.
"Let's go eat together! I'll have a surprise for you later." There was a mysterious smile on Jing Muchen's face.
"Surprise? You're not going to give me something again, are you? Jewelry? Clothes? Bags?" Jiang Mengmeng didn't want it. She already had enough of these things. If she bought more, she wouldn't know where to put them.
"You are my wife after all. You guessed it so accurately? I can't give it to you now. It makes it seem like I am superficial. But fortunately, this jewelry is a little special. I will show it to you after dinner." Jing Muchen smiled.
"Well, okay. But don't buy it next time. It's a waste of money. The things you buy are always so expensive. It's such a waste." Jiang Mengmeng said.
As long as she can be with the person she loves, nothing else matters. Jiang Mengmeng doesn't care about those formalities. Her life now is better than most people's, and she is really satisfied.
"No matter how much money you spend on your wife, you won't feel bad about it. Just spend it with confidence. The more you spend, the more I will do to make money, right?" Jing Muchen naturally helped Jiang Mengmeng pull out the chair. After she sat down, he sat down too, and the couple sat together.
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