Even though it was icy, snowy and hazy outside, the ample heating kept the room warm as spring. Jiang Hao took a shower and put on a dry vest and casual pants, feeling energetic.
The smell of porridge was already overflowing in the kitchen. As Jiang Hao walked, he stared at Qiao Xinwei's busy back, and his heart felt hot for no reason. Once upon a time, he had also seen such a scene, where a woman was busy just for her beloved.
Someone was cooking breakfast for him. His eyes suddenly flickered, and what he saw was the original her.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his kneecap, "Hiss..." He hit the corner of the coffee table, and his body jumped forward with inertia. With a "bang", the glass on the coffee table fell to the ground and broke.
After hearing the commotion, Qiao Xinwei poked her head out and saw Jiang Hao crawling on the coffee table in an inelegant manner. Her eyes lit up, and she caught the big leader making trouble again. She took the opportunity to joke: "We haven't had any wine yet."
Are you awake? Do you want me to give you another tap on your skull?" She waved the spoon fiercely, "If you tap it, you will definitely wake up, and maybe you can get out of your body."
Jiang Hao held up his hand and quickly stood up straight. The woman in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by Qiao Xinwei's playful face, a little naughty and a little ridiculed.
Qiao Xinwei pointed with her chin, "Don't your knees hurt? If you don't rub them quickly, there will be bruises."
Jiang Hao put his hands into his trouser pockets, looking leisurely, and pretended to be fine and said, "It doesn't hurt at all. Is the porridge ready? I'm hungry."
"Right away, right away." Cut, don't tell me it hurts, just hold on for dear life.
On a warm morning, with steaming rice porridge, two strangers sat together. There was only the sound of drinking porridge, and neither of them spoke in silence.
Perhaps this is fate. They are really not familiar with each other. They only know the most basic information about each other, their personalities, temperaments, preferences, etc. They are not even friends, but they have become husband and wife.
A crisp phone ringing broke the tranquility. Jiang Hao put down his dishes and picked up the phone, "Hey, Mom, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
Jiang Hao was far away, and Qiao Xinwei couldn't hear her mother-in-law's voice on the phone. She could only hear Jiang Hao saying, "I know, go back later, we just got up...Mom, you don't need to teach you these things.
Don't be too fussy, okay, I'm having breakfast, I'm hanging up... Mom asked us to go back for dinner in the evening."
"Oh." Thinking of going to the Jiang family, Qiao Xinwei couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The last time she went there was not pleasant, and she didn't know what would happen this time. She knew herself, so how could a famous family like the Jiang family look at it?
The only thing she thanked Jiang Hao for was being able to move out and live alone.
Jiang Hao seemed to notice her worries and said, "Don't worry, my parents won't embarrass you. You have officially become the Jiang family's daughter-in-law, and you will have to go back often in the future."
Qiao Xinwei shrugged her shoulders and said nonchalantly: "I'm not worried. I don't care how they treat me. Anyway, I'm just a pawn for you to frustrate them. I understand."
Jiang Hao's face sank. Where did she hear this? "Who told you this?"
"Hey, don't get me wrong, no one told me, I heard it myself," she said truthfully, feeling uncomfortable in her heart, so she might as well get straight to the point, "So you don't have to pretend to be in front of me from now on. We are having a flash marriage.
It’s not about feelings. To put it bluntly, everyone gets what they need. As long as you act as a filial son-in-law in front of my parents, I will naturally act as a filial daughter-in-law in front of your parents."
Jiang Hao couldn't refute these words. He liked her cheerful personality, but he still felt an unspeakable unhappiness in his heart.
"Okay, okay, okay~" It was undeniable that he really couldn't handle her.