"Yes, I don't like it." Xiang Zichen stopped the information in his hand, turned around and looked at Huang Qiao and said.
"Why? Is it because she lives in our house?" Huang Qiao felt very angry. She didn't understand why Xiang Zichen treated her friend so unkindly.
"That's not true. I don't like a professional mistress. It's a matter of character." Xiang Zichen always felt that women like Ding Xun were very mercenary and had a coquettish spirit in their bones.
"That was in the past. No one can make mistakes without being a sage. She has realized her mistake now. Can you stop looking at people through colored glasses?" Huang Qiao was so focused on excusing Ding Xun that she didn't notice that her tone was gradually getting heavier.
"In short, I just don't like her. She can continue to live here, but I also have the right to express my displeasure with her." Xiang Zichen said insistently.
"Huh, whatever you say." After saying that, she turned to leave, but was suddenly stunned when she saw Ding Xun standing behind her at some point.
Huang Qiao said slowly: "Dingding, you...?"
"Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry, I didn't know I was here, brought you so much trouble, and caused a quarrel between you and your wife. I will move out now." Ding Xun turned around and ran to his room.
Huang Qiao immediately followed behind her to stop her from moving...
"Ding Ding, listen to me, this has nothing to do with you. He doesn't like me, so he doesn't like my friends. Don't think too much about it." Huang Qiao held Ding Xun's hand tightly and said.
Ding Xun hugged Huang Qiao and began to cry aggrievedly...
Xiang Zichen shook his head. He suddenly realized that Huang Qiao was actually a girl who was pretending to be mature. She was still very childish at heart and was just trying to be brave. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt sorry for her.
In his opinion, Ding Xun was by no means an ordinary woman. She was definitely a woman with a profound knowledge of the city. Otherwise, she would not have been fishing with Hua Zhaolong for so long. It was a pity that Huang Qiao was dazzled by friendship.
After finally comforting Ding Xun, she returned to the room, where Xiang Zichen was reading the financial newspaper in bed...
Because of Ding Xun's incident, Huang Qiao was very angry. Without even looking at him, she got into the quilt and covered her head.
Xiang Zichen put down the newspaper helplessly: "Qiaoqiao, Ding Xun is not as innocent as you think, she...?"
"I don't want to talk to you, please shut up." Huang Qiao said angrily.
Xiang Zichen was helpless: "Well, even if I didn't tell you, you will suffer the consequences in the future."
The next morning, she got up and planned to make breakfast. Unexpectedly, Ding Xun had already made breakfast and was chatting with the old witch. She seemed to be very happy.
Huang Qiao looked at the breakfast on the table and asked in surprise: "Ding Ding, you made all of these...?"
"Yeah." Ding Xun said with a smile.
"Look at this person and you, they are really different." The old witch took a sip of the porridge and said.
Before Huang Qiao could speak, Ding Xun rushed to say: "Auntie, don't blame Qiao Qiao. She grew up in a wealthy family and is used to being pampered. I came from a poor family, so I suffered more.
The old witch nodded to Ding Xun with a smile. Huang Qiao knew that Ding Xun was explaining to her, but why did the words sound wrong to her ears?