Yang Yuheng came back from Yang's house and when he was walking into the yard, his cell phone rang.
He paused for a moment before slowly answering the call.
"Xiao Yang, your vacation has been long enough, right? It's time to come back."
A helpless and loud voice came from the phone: "Are you really going to get angry over a trivial matter?"
"Dean Hong, it doesn't seem like I'm trying to vent my anger, right?"
Yang Yuheng held the phone and snorted expressionlessly: "You have suspended me from my job, what else do you want?"
"No, you can't blame me too, right?"
Dean Hong suddenly became anxious: "If it weren't for the pressure from above, how could I give up?"
"In that case, why did you call me?"
"Hey, isn't this misunderstanding resolved?"
"By the way, do you think it will be more popular if I prepare some finished medicines to sell in the future?"
Yang Yuheng narrowed his eyes slightly and interrupted her directly: "Don't forget, you are my wife. What happened in the past is the past tense. The most important thing is the present and the future, isn't it?"
Jiang Ying's eyes lit up and she was very excited: "Then do I need to prepare anything?"
However, what she didn't expect was that Xiaoku opened his eyes all of a sudden, glanced at her lazily, and then continued to close his eyes...
"Just these two days."
"Zhizhi...zhizhi..."
"good!"
I saw Xiaoku dozing off with his little head raised, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Jian Xing twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly: "Don't worry, you will have to eat."
Xiaoku tilted his little head, looked at Jian Xing like a human, and pursed his lips.
Jian Xing: "..."
Is she being disliked or something?
However, it looks like it doesn't bother to pay attention to her!
Xiaoku raised his little head, jumping up and down excitedly, his face flushed and anxious.
Jian Xing waved to it and went directly to the kitchen.
I saw her turning around and leaving without even looking at it.
Yang Yuheng looked deeply at Jian Xing: "Has the payment been received?"
Jiang Ying came over from not far away, a little nervous: "I just cleaned up the kitchen, did I make something wrong?"
"How can it be?"
"You don't want to leave with me?"
However, what she received in response was silence.
"Zhizhi..."
"Zhizhi..."
After coming back to her senses, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "Why did you think of going to the auction? I thought it was the same if it was all given to Manager Huang!"
Jian Xing looked at Xiaoku dumbfounded: "The fruit tree is not lost, but the fruit is not yet ripe."
Yang Yuheng's stern face showed a trace of confusion, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is a good idea. However, you may be going to Kyoto in a few days, so you have to be mentally prepared."
After a slight pause, he walked directly into the house.
In the past few days, because she was busy with other things, Jiang Ying cooked all the meals. She was always in a hurry and didn't pay much attention.
Jian Xing looked at him in astonishment: "Are you kidding?"
Jian Xing smiled faintly: "Work hard, come on."
Jian Xing blinked: "Let's go to town tomorrow to see how the new store is decorated?"
"Okay, forget it if you don't know."
"By the way, Sister Xing, when can I go to work?"
"Um."
When she walked into the kitchen, she was slightly stunned. The kitchen was actually cleaned so well by Jiang Ying.
Xiaoku suddenly came to Jian Xing's feet, pulled her in the way, and kept jumping around like a coquettish girl.
"Why are you angry with me?"
She paused for a moment, then on a whim, she picked up a leaf and covered Xiaoku's pouch to block the sun.
"Go and play, I'll give you some meat later."
Jian Xing seemed to have thought of something and looked at him excitedly: "Auction is also possible!"
"It's just a coincidence."
Jiang Ying hurriedly waved her hand and smiled slightly: "As long as you don't dislike it."
"Zhizhi...zhizhi..."
Jian Xing stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and smiled with interest: "Well, the dried meat today smells really good! Are you really ignoring me?"
"Ahem..."
"Uh-huh."
Jian Xing: "..."
Xiaoku shrugged his little head, as if he didn't hear her.
Jian Xing's eyes widened, a little embarrassed: "You helped me do these things, I should thank you."
"ah?"
Jiang Ying nodded, very excited, and as if she had thought of something, she hurriedly walked into the kitchen: "I forgot to cook the rice, I have to wash the rice and cook it quickly!"
Yang Yuheng looked at her without changing his expression, but his whole body exuded a faint aura of forbidden desire, which made people's hearts flutter.
"Sister Xing, what's wrong?"
Jian Xing glanced at it with disgust and snorted coldly, pretending to be displeased: "Now that you hear there is something to eat, are you going to ignore me?"
After Yang Yuheng finished speaking, he hung up the call without waiting for the other party to respond.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. Anyway, I have nothing to do all day long."
Yang Yuheng turned around and glanced at her lightly: "I made the decision, what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoku suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes looking directly at Jian Xing: "Zhizhi..."
"As long as you are satisfied."
"Zhizhi...zhizhi..."
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiaoku in confusion: "What have I done?"
"Did you just clean it up today?"
Thinking of this, Jian Xing pursed his lips and felt a little unhappy: "Xiao Ku, why are you ignoring me?"
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at her awkwardly: "I thought I hadn't paid attention these days! Thank you for your hard work."
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Jian Xing came to the room and saw someone in front of the desk, feeling a little complicated.
"Didn't you just ignore me?"
After a slight pause, she spoke slowly: "Did you know that some of the medicinal materials were auctioned?"
"oh!"
"Oh, you don't have to be nervous, just treat it with a normal attitude."
Jian Xing looked at Xiaoku and frowned slightly: "You really don't know the function of that fruit?"
"Am I kidding like this?"
"Yeah, it's beyond my imagination."
"I can't tell you. Anyway, if I can eat it, I won't miss you."
When Jian Xing came back from Jian's house, the yard was quiet, but the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
"So...you can leave if you want me to, or go if you want me to go? Who do you think I am?"
Jian Xing came back to her senses, looking a little annoyed and embarrassed: "No...what does it have to do with me if you return to Kyoto? I..."
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to say that.
"So, you think you're angry with me because I threw away the fruit?"
Xiaoku blinked, with a cute look on his face: "..."
This time, it was Jian Xing's turn to ignore it.
Jian Xing blinked, a little incredulous and shocked: "So, no matter what, I have to leave with you?"
Yang Yuheng's face darkened slightly, but he pursed his lips and said no more.
What does she mean?
Do you plan to stay separated, or are you still thinking about divorce?
Thinking of this, he looked at her faintly, but his tone became irresistible and firm: "No matter what your thoughts are, you have to understand that we are husband and wife now."
