CEO Husband, Don't Bother Me

This morning, Ji Xiaobei sent a text message. It was a series of pictures.

One is a picture of the stomach laughing after taking the medicine. One was a stomach that didn't take medicine and had a bitter face. I laughed, then got up and took my pills and went back to sleep.

Faintly sleeping above the ninth heaven, the knock on the door pulled me back to the human world.

The servant said from the outside, "Miss Mo, Madam asked you to go to the garden outside the city and pick some fresh lilies."

Alright, Yi Zheng was also bored. If he slept too much, it would give him a headache.

I was a little confused, why did I have to go to the flower garden in the suburbs to pick the flowers?

I even arranged for a driver to drive me. I'll drive the Range Rover, who cares if you send it. If it wasn't out of boredom, I wouldn't have chosen the flowers for you.

The flower shop at the foot of the mountain, what kind of lilies do you want?

He drove to the foot of the mountain, turned right, and a horse parked on the left turned onto the mountain path. In the reverse mirror, he could clearly see that the car seemed to belong to Uncle Qiao.

In the garden outside the city, the owner had already prepared several large barrels of fresh lilies to help carry to the back of the trunk. I drove back, and just like that, a few hours passed.

Uncle Qiao had indeed returned. When I arrived at the Qiao manor, he was still there, but it looked like he was about to leave. When he saw me enter and sit back down, he smiled benevolently at me. "Qian Xun, are you used to living at home?"

"Not bad."

"Just think of this as home. Don't let it happen."

"Yes, Uncle Qiao."

He laughed merrily, "In the future, you will have to call me father. In the clear and bright world, you were busy, but didn't go visit your old comrade. Ai, in a few days, we will go to the cemetery to pay respects to your father. "

"Sure."

Uncle Qiao said, "Yi Chenzi, you don't have to play so many cards. You don't have to go out and socialize. You have to drink tea with Qian Xun and buy some things for your marriage."

Aunt Qiao gave a stiff smile. "Young people these days are fond of one another. How is it the same with the older generation? What I like might not be something that Qian Xun would like."

"That's true, but if you're free, why don't you take a walk outside with Qian Xun to help support your daughter-in-law?"

"Got it." She smiled. "You still have some work to do, so why aren't you going? It's not like you've never stayed here before, I know what you're going to do based on how worried you are."

After sending Uncle Qiao away, I went upstairs to rest.

The second floor was also filled with lilies, but these flowers didn't make me feel happy. I didn't even want to look at them.

I moved it out and put it in the hall.

The servant brought a bowl of food up, "Miss Mo, Madam has ordered the kitchen to make a bird's nest, and asked me to bring a bowl for you."

"Drink it. I don't like these things."

"That won't do. We've been cooking for hours now."

I smiled at her, "Drink it, I won't tell anyone. Swallow nest is a good thing, it can nourish and nourish women's faces. I also don't want to break Aunt Qiao's heart."

"Thank you, Miss Mo."

Qiao Dongcheng had returned very early. He walked up the stairs with a thump, "Mo QianXun."

I put the book down. "What is it?"

He pushed the door open and entered with a cold face: "That Land Rover is Ji Xiaobei's."

He was still holding his cell phone. It seemed like he had called to check it out.

"Yeah," I admitted.

"You're still entangled with him, and now you want to marry me?"

"It's just a car. I'm practicing."

"My Qiao family doesn't have a car for you? Or, this is another transaction between the two of you. "

"I like it, why?" I stood up and glared at him. "I don't like to ride in the Qiao family's car, so what?"

"Mo QianXun, you are truly despicable." His hand clenched into a fist.

You and Master Hai, you are a noble and lofty person. I don't care about you, what right do you have to care about me?