"Oh, okay, then stay." For the first time, the old witch's voice was actually very gentle. After saying that, the old witch wiped her mouth and was pushed away by the butler in a wheelchair.
Huang Qiao opened her mouth wide and pinched her face in disbelief, even suspected that it was a dream.
After a while, she suddenly turned around and hugged Ding Xun: "Ding Ding, you are so awesome. She actually promised to let you stay. She seemed quite polite."
"Does it? I don't think so." Ding Xun scratched his head, pulled the big suitcase and walked in.
Huang Qiao excitedly packed up the guest room on the second floor: "Dingding, just live in peace. Don't worry about finding a house. Xiang's family has many places, but you still have to be careful about my mother-in-law. She is very fierce.
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Ding Xun nodded: "Well, I will, thank you, my dear, if you don't take me in, I will really be on the street."
Huang Qiao smiled and pushed her: "What are you talking about? We have been in love for so many years since high school. Why do we still say these polite words?"
"Anyway, I'm very grateful." Ding Xun was obviously moved.
"Thank you, when I had no place to live, didn't I live in your house for a long time?" Huang Qiao was afraid that Ding Xun would feel sorry for her, so she immediately found a way out for her.
"Well, we are friends for life." Ding Xun said intimately hugging Huang Qiao.
At this time, the servant came to inform: "Mrs. Young Master, you are back. In the restaurant downstairs, you will ask you to go down to have a meal together."
"Oh, okay, I'll go down right away." After saying that, Huang Qiao grabbed Ding Xun's hand: "Let's go, Dingding, let's go down to have a meal."
"No, your husband is back. I can't go down well. I have bread in my bag, I can just deal with it." Ding Xun refused tactfully.
"What did you say? How can you let you eat bread when you come to my house? You can eat whatever I eat in the future?" Huang Qiao pulled Ding Xun's hand and pulled her down.
In the huge restaurant, Xiang Zichen was sitting alone. He took off his coat and only had a black shirt. It seemed that he liked black very much. Almost all clothes, including watches, mobile phones, and computers, were black.
"Uh, that, are you off work?" Huang Qiao was still not used to calling her husband, so she simply called her nothing when she talked to him.
Xiang Zichen didn't raise his head, holding his cell phone to store the customer's phone number...
The servant served the last soup, eighteen dishes, two soups, and then said respectfully: "Young master, young lady, the dishes are served, you can use them slowly."
"Well, you go down." Xiang Zichen quickly slid his phone, but his head still didn't lift up.
"I'll introduce you. This is my friend Ding Xun. I told you that she will live in our house for the time being." Huang Qiao introduced carefully.
"Hello, Mr. Xiang, you often see you on TV, and you are even more handsome." Ding Xun said excitedly.
This time, Xiang Zichen raised his head. He looked at Huang Qiao, looked at Ding Xun, did not smile or stretch out his hand, but said lightly: "Let's have a meal."
Ding Xun withdrew his hand awkwardly, and Huang Qiao whispered embarrassedly: "He is just like that, don't mind."
Ding Xun nodded...
The whole process of eating was no one spoke, it was very quiet, and it completely inherited the traditional style of eating without saying a word...
Finally, Ding Xun mustered up the courage and said again: "Mr. Xiang, thank you for helping me with the pursuit order. I heard Qiaoqiao say it. I am really grateful. When you have time, I will treat you to a meal."
Xiang Zichen stood up and said lightly: "No need, it's a simple task." He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth gracefully, turned around and left.
"Dingding, this is what he is like. When he is happy, he says a few more words. If he is unhappy, he ignores anyone. Don't take it to heart." Huang Qiao patted Ding Xun's shoulder.
"It's okay, I understand." Ding Xun smiled.
Huang Qiao put a piece of meat in a distressed way and put it in Ding Xun bowl: "Eat more, you see, you have lost weight recently."
"Yeah." Ding Xun started to bury his head and continue eating without saying a word.
After dinner, Ding Xun returned to the room, Huang Qiao felt very uncomfortable. Xiang Zichen did not have this attitude, so why was he so cold to Ding Xun?
So she mustered up the courage to walk to the study and knocked on the door...
"Come in."
Pushing the door open, Huang Qiao did not walk in, but stood at the door and asked, "Why are you doing this today? Is my friend so annoying?"