The waiter said there were seven or eight guests in the private room. Wang Jianan even helped to find connections.
Chu Yiqing felt that she understood what Bi Yue was thinking.
If she said that, there would be a quarrel or they would part ways on bad terms. That damn girl was afraid of delaying the crappy project.
When the time comes and they have a falling out, without Chu Yiqing as the eyeball, how can Wang Jianan help those eye sockets?
There were quite a lot of people there, and it was an indisputable fact that the ones who didn't enter the Chu family were her younger brothers and sisters-in-law. That was a very shameful thing, and it was a good opportunity to step on others and get points.
Tomorrow? Later?
Chu Yiqing lay back on the bed, and the most urgent thing for him was to warn that damn girl.
…
Wang Jianan had no appetite after the hangover and refused the boiled eggs his mother gave him. He glanced at Chu Yiqing while drinking porridge.
He frowned slightly. What's with that expression? Didn't sleep well?
Putting down the bowl of porridge, he scrambled eggs for his wife, not noticing his mother glaring at him as she scooped egg custard for her grandson.
I really despise my son who has been married for eight or ten years and still treats his wife like a treasure. If he spoils her any more, she will be a disaster.
Wang Jianan nudged Chu Yiqing with his elbow and handed the egg over: "Did I snore last night?"
"Hmm?" Chu Yiqing finished her daze and took the egg and started eating: "It's okay."
"Then why do you look like that..." Wang Jianan swallowed again and glanced at his wife's thigh.
Last night was too much.
You know, even though they have been married for many years, his wife always feeds him half full, otherwise he would not always stare at her like a hungry wolf.
Alas, it’s too dry. I opened the floodgates four times and almost killed my wife. Look at how hard she’s worked. Her eyes are black.
With his parents present, Wang Jianan didn't say much else:
"Mom, you don't have to wait for us for dinner. If it's past nine o'clock, just lock the door and go to bed."
He planned to pick up Chu Yiqing after work. He showed up unexpectedly and treated his wife to a dinner as a surprise.
"Dad, why do you and mom always come home late?"
"Oh, son." Wang Jianan didn't care if the child was full or not. He hugged his fat son tightly with both hands and said, "You have to make money. Otherwise, you would be so fat. Come on, persuade your mother to eat more and be as strong as you."
"Mother."
Chu Yiqing smiled and approached her son: "Tongtong, how are your piano lessons going lately?"
"I can't open my fingers." His parents were happy, but Wang Xintong was unhappy. He felt very depressed early in the morning.
Wang Jianan's mother said unhappily, "Going out to eat again? It's already nine o'clock and you haven't come home yet. Where are you two going to stay? Just go home." Wang Jianan's father glared at her and she stopped talking.
The young couple has bought a two-story villa. Why bother with so much of their own business?
…
This morning, each house looked unique and beautiful.
The Bi family is even more so.
Chu Yifeng couldn't bite a noodle in half.
The noodles were too thick and wide and not cooked thoroughly. He was sweating while eating them, his mouth was full and his heart was full.
At five o'clock in the morning, his pregnant moon was standing in the kitchen scratching her head.
When he came back from running and saw that scene, the apron, the slightly protruding belly, the ponytail she had left for him, and the back of her slicing cucumbers, he felt a very complicated feeling.
Chu Yifeng slurped the noodles with such delicious smell that Bi Sheng looked at him sideways. He then looked down at the fried egg on the plate and lost his appetite. He didn't understand why only his brother-in-law had noodles.
Until Chu Yifeng put down his bowl, Bi Tiegang said: "Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll cook a few dishes when you get off work in the evening." Look, after just two days of living here, Bi Tiegang has become accustomed to Chu Yifeng coming home on time.
Bi Yue looked at Chu Yifeng: "Happy birthday."
"Yeah. I'm quite happy." He glanced at Bi Yue's belly as he spoke, then stood up and went to the bedroom to change clothes.
Bi Yue looked at Chu Yifeng's back and thought to herself:
This person didn't even go home to get two changes of clothes. Now she's not so particular anymore, she wears her military uniform to work and her father's vest after work.
Why don't you change that? Should I buy him some shorts as a birthday present today? Or should I just kick him out? Oh!
Even though Bi Yue sighed helplessly, she herself didn't realize that it was a sweet burden.
Some were working, some were opening shops, some were studying, and Bi Cheng, who was sent out, also left.
Bi Yue locked the door in a good mood. As soon as she turned around, the neighbor's parrot made her laugh so hard that she bent over.
"What about you?"
Bi Yue laughed and said, "Good morning, Uncle Sun. Old Huang, you're up too."
Grandpa Sun raised the birdcage as if presenting a treasure: "A few more words?"
The parrot was very obedient: "You are busy, I will also take care of it."
Grandpa Sun was very demanding: "Old Huang, we Kyoto people have to know how to be polite and respectful. We can't leave first. Speak a few more words in English, and we brothers will go and make arrangements."
"Good Cat Ning!"
Bi Yue laughed out loud, and even after opening the car door and getting in, she couldn't help laughing, thinking that the bird had become a spirit.
You said you were in a good mood, but after the car had driven a few hundred meters, Bi Yue suddenly braked and got stuck. She slammed the steering wheel angrily, rolled down the window and cursed:
"Chu Yiqing, are you sick?!" It felt so unlucky so early in the morning.
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