She Belongs To Me

Jiang Ci went back with the rose. There were no lights in the house, and it was quiet around. Lu Xingxue was probably not at home.

What are you talking about going home for dinner... Heh.

Jiang Ci chose a vase of moderate height, and Yulu called when she was trimming the roses.

There was no one on the left and right. For convenience, Jiang Zi ordered the hands-free, and You Lu's sharp voice instantly exploded: "Jiang Zi! What do you mean! Is it fun to play me!?"

Jiang Ci made a diagonal cut at the small section below the stem, trimmed off the extra branches and leaves, and put the rose in the vase casually.

"Youlu, have something to say."

You Lu: "Say it right? It's not you who dare to be fooled, who can't say cold words?"

Jiang Ci: "Well, you are really good at speaking."

"..." You Lu choked on her words, angrily said: "Jiang Ci! I really didn't see it, you are such a bitch? What a good opportunity yesterday you kept secret, pretending to keep me in the dark, today But people took a photo of you and Mr. Lu and sent it to me to demonstrate under my nose,-you can do it, deliberately let others slap me in the face, so that everyone in the company will see me jokes. This is a joy. Is it?"

——Did Xiao Chen not only watched from the window, but also took photos and sent them out?

Jiang Ci didn't know whether to say she was enthusiastic or gossiping too much.

"You Lu", Jiang Ci picked up the phone, "Please understand, whether I am married, who is the marriage partner, what is the marriage relationship, whether to introduce her to everyone, that is my personal business. I am willing, Nothing is a problem, I don’t want to talk about everything. Of course, you can misinterpret me maliciously, but please accept my advice and focus more on your own life. You use me as a talker, really Not pretty."

You Lu was going to be mad when she heard it, but Jiang Ci didn't give her a chance: "Also, Lu Xingxue is my wife, yes, but other people have the right to appreciate her. I will not interfere with your feelings towards her. Please also Don’t get angry with me because she is not interested in you. You solve the problem between you. Do you need me to let her listen to the phone?"

Yulu was so angry that she had smoke.

Jiang Ci bet she wouldn't destroy herself in front of Lu Xingxue, and You Lu cut off the call as she screamed.

Putting down the phone, Jiang Ci continued to trim the roses until the sound of heavy footsteps came from behind.

She turned her head and Lu Xingxue, who was wearing glasses and house clothes, came over.

She is at home?

Lu Xingxue rarely wears glasses. At this time, her gentle eyebrows are hidden behind the elegant gold frame, so expensive and gentle, Jiang Ci couldn't help but glance again.

Lu Xingxue: "I went to see you this afternoon, did it cause you trouble?"

If you ask, you must have heard something.

Jiang Ci rubbed his ears on his shoulders: "No trouble, it's her own problem. She and I are not in the same department, and they didn't seem to be in harmony at first, so it doesn't matter."

Jiang Ci didn't want Lu Xingxue to think that this dispute was due to her. After trimming the last rose, she turned to Lu Xingxue: "There are always all kinds of unpleasantness in the workplace. You can't buy the company for this reason. Right?"

She was seriously adjusting the chat atmosphere, but Lu Xingxue thought she was proposing a solution: "Do you want me to do this?"

"..." Jiang Ci let out a long sigh, watching Lu Xingxue calmly with beautiful eyes like glass: "I thought I had a sense of humor."

Lu Xingxue smiled, raised his finger and stroked the rose petals: "Very fragrant."

She took the initiative to change the subject, and Jiang Ci was pleased to see the result: "My mother planted it and picked some for me."

Lu Xingxue looked at her: "You didn't come back for dinner, did you go to your mother's side?"

Jiang Ci rolled his eyes: "Yeah."

She did go to Tong’s house, but didn’t eat dinner there, but she lied—she never promised that Lu Xingxue would come back for dinner. What a frank thing, but because of the word “um”, It makes people think more and more awkward.

Jiang Ci even sniffed herself, not sure if the smell of barbecue on her body would allow the lies to be revealed.

Fortunately, there was another movement on the phone. The three words "Mr. Xing" on the screen successfully diverted Jiang Ci's attention.

Ms. Xing is the wife of Professor Xing. Jiang Ci tuned the piano for Professor Xing for a few years. In half a month, Jiang Ci will be responsible for the piano used in Professor Xing's concert.

It was past nine o'clock, Jiang Ci connected, and Ms. Xing said, "Jiang, I'm sorry to call you so late."

Jiang Ci: "It's okay, Ms. Xing, you say."

"Oh, we Lao Xing has always said that our fingers are not flexible and our memory is not as good as before. For the concert, we practiced and practiced at home every day... After dinner today, we started to practice again. Several keys lost their sound. The more he played, the more irritable he became. I told you to come and see, and he angrily said that he didn't make an appointment with you. I was anxious to go out and didn't take it to heart. Who knows when I came back, he shut himself in the piano room and sulked. , I didn’t take the antihypertensive medicine. I asked him to rest and he refused, so he competed with himself. This made me stubborn... Xiao Jiang, I have persuaded him for two hours, and it’s really nothing. I can call you..."

Jiang Ci: "Then I will go over and take a look now."

Ms. Xing became happy when she heard this: "Oh, Xiao Jiang, it is really too much trouble for you. This night, I will ask my child to pick you up. Wait, I will call."

Jiang Ci: "Don't, I'll go by myself. In the past, your traffic was very convenient."

Jiang Ci put the phone in her bag, and Lu Xingxue asked her, "Are you going out now?"

Jiang Ci: "Go and show an old professor the piano."

Lu Xingxue: "Do you want to use a car?"

It is certainly more convenient to drive there by yourself. Since Lu Xingxue offered to borrow the car, Jiang Ci did not refuse: "Okay."

Lu Xingxue: "Wait a minute, I will get the key."

Jiang Ci waited in the living room for more than ten minutes, waiting to change Lu Xingxue, who was out for going out.

The fitted high-definition cheongsam, with a thin fleece shawl draped over the arms, and the embossing on the cheongsam was the one that Jiang Ci gave her.

Jiang Ci: "?"

Lu Xingxue smiled: "I will send you."

Why would Jiang Ci be ashamed to let Lu Xingxue be her driver, not to mention that she had to come back together if she gave it away. She would spend time adjusting the entire piano, can't let Lu Xingxue wait?

Jiang Ci: "I can do it myself, don't bother."

Lu Xingxue: "You have been working all day, and you have to go busy. It is not safe to drive when you are tired."

What Jiang Ci was going to say, Lu Xingxue gently and resolutely stopped her: "We are living together, we must always take care of each other, so don't refuse."

Speaking of this, it would be inappropriate to refuse, Jiang Ci had to accept this kindness.

Lu Xingxue drove a supercar out of the garage. This supercar was designed in color and style, not like sending Jiang Ci to work, but like taking her for a drive.

Jiang Ci: "..."

When she got on the co-driver, Lu Xingxue said, "The car will break if it's not open for a long time. Try this tonight."

Jiang Ci earnestly cooperated: "That's it."

...

Nothing to say all the way to the community where the Xing family lives, Ms. Xing is already waiting for Jiang Ci downstairs. When the car lights approached, she squinted her eyes and saw that the car stopped and Jiang Ci was sitting in the passenger seat. She greeted her and said, "Xiao Jiang, I'm sorry to disturb you."

Jiang Ci: "Don't be so polite to Ms. Xing."

Jiang Ci went to unlock the safety buckle and heard Master Xing say: "And your friend, Xiao Jiang, I really trouble you, this big night..."

friend……

Jiang Ci looked up: "She is..."

She stuck and uttered three words: "My wife."

Lu Xingxue followed Jiang Ci and greeted Ms. Xing: "Hello."

Ms. Xing was pleasantly surprised: "Huh? I really didn't know before!"

She hung her waist and said to Lu Xingxue in the car: "Hurry up, go upstairs, and sit at home."

Ms. Xing greeted Jiang Ci and Lu Xingxue to sit first, and she ran outside the piano room like an enclave, patted the door and said, "Lao Xing, open the door."

The piano room was soundproofed, and after a dozen or so shots, Professor Xing’s voice came from behind the door panel: "Don't care about me, I'm happy to stay by myself."

Ms. Xing coaxed him: "You drive, there are guests coming."

"Who?" After this question, Professor Xing immediately said: "Don't try to trick me into opening the door."

Ms. Xing: "Since you won't open, then Xiao Jiang will go back?"

Professor Xing: "..."

There was a clicking sound from the door, and in the next second, a head mixed with silver hair color came out: "Really?"

"You, you," Ms. Xing pointed her finger at him, and Jiang Ci got up from the sofa: "Professor Xing, good evening."

Professor Xing's eyes were wide, and he quickly opened the door from the inside. While walking out to welcome Jiang Ci, he couldn't help but mutter to Ms. Xing: "Why are you so ignorant? It's too late for you to trouble Xiao Jiang... "

Ms. Xing: "Which one of us is not sensible? If you can be obedient and take the medicine and go back to the room to sleep, how can I invite Xiao Jiang in the middle of the night? Here-or her lover sent her here."

Professor Xing took a closer look and saw that Lu Xingxue beside Jiang Ci was very close to Jiang Ci Deng in both appearance and demeanor, so he changed his angle and gave Jiang Ci a thumbs up.

Jiang Ci: "..."

Jiang Ci went to the piano room to tune, Lu Xingxue stayed in the living room to drink tea with the old professor and his wife. The night outside the window is dark. As long as Jiang Ci is careful, he will hear Professor Xing’s hearty laugh from time to time. Obviously, he and Lu Xingxue are chatting very speculatively.

This was the first time that Jiang Ci realized that while he was working, someone was waiting for her and wanted to go home with her.

Come back home.

"Little deer, pick which fruit you like."

Under the warm greeting of Ms. Xing, Lu Xingxue took out two apples from the refrigerator.

Ms. Xing said cheerfully: "It's not a coincidence, we Lao Xing also like to eat apples the most. When he is old, he has a bad mouth, so I will slice him every time."

Perhaps the subject of the subject was each other’s lover. Ms. Xing opened the conversation to Lu Xingxue: “We Lao Xing, don’t think he is a bad old man, he is very picky. The old man who has been with him for decades has no ears. , The company arranged for Xiao Jiang to come. Lao Xing did not recognize her at first, and he refused to see her face. Xiao Jiang immersed himself in work when she came. After she left, Lao Xing sat in front of the piano and said to play. Well, who knows played it all night. When Xiao Jiang came for the second time, Lao Xing was still awkward and didn't show up, but he urged me to give her something to eat in. Haha, I couldn't laugh. Xiao Jiang is silent, but what she wants to tell Lao Xing is in the piano. The piano is adjusted in the way Lao Xing likes. The sound of the piano meets his requirements. The sensitivity of the keyboard is also his favorite state. I know how much effort she put in to study."

Lu Xingxue peeled the apples while listening. Ms. Xing was very satisfied with Jiang Ci, both in and out of her words: "Nowadays, there are few young people who are so down-to-earth. I'm not hiding from you, Lao Xing and I only hate ourselves. My son is a round of age, otherwise, how can a good boy like Xiao Jiang be willing to let her go to someone else's house? You must pamper yourself!"

"But-Xiaolu, although we only met today for the first time, but you accompany her out to work so late, and so patiently chat with our two boring elderly people, I can see that you love her very much."

Lu Xingxue cut the peeled apple into small pieces.

"She is younger than me." Lu Xingxue lowered her head, her long hair spread out naturally, the soft light from the kitchen ceiling light shone on her, her eyebrows delicate, and her expression soft: "I should feel good about her."