Nie Zheng checked into a room at "Guiren Tang", and after the entertainment, he did not go back to Jinyuan directly.
"Say it."
Nie Zheng loosened his tie and looked a little tired.
"yes."
Liao Qingming told the truth: "My wife recently signed up for a cooking training class, which took place in the evening."
Um?
Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Herself?"
"No." Liao Qingming shook her head and said, "It was with her friend, Haicheng socialite Weng Qiange."
oh.
Xiaoxiao and Weng Qiange participated in cooking training together.
Of course Weng Qiange is here for Gu Chen, but what about Xiao Xiao?
Nie Zheng narrowed his eyes and remembered some details.
——In the past few days, Xiaoxiao has always had some wounds on her hands. He asked her, but she answered hesitantly. Now it seems that the injuries were caused when she was learning cooking.
"whispering sound."
Nie Zheng sneered.
For Qi Junyan, you really put your heart into it.
They have been married for four years, and who is the one who endures her poor cooking skills every day? It’s him! It’s him, the fool!
He returned to Ancheng for more than a year. When did Feng Xiaoxiao ever think of improving his cooking skills?
Of course not!
Because he is not the person she cares about!
Liao Qingming saw something wrong with Nie Zheng's expression, "Mr. Nie, it's very late... are you going back?"
Yes, it's very late.
Nie Zheng picked up the phone and looked at it. It was clean - there was not a single call or message from Mrs. Nie.
Mrs. Nie didn't care at all whether he went back or not, where he spent the night, and who he spent the night with.
Nie Zheng held his breath and shook his head.
"If you're not going back, you should go and rest."
"Hey, it's Mr. Nie."
Liao Qingming withdrew, and Nie Zheng suddenly fell slumped on the sofa.
Nothing has changed.
There is nothing wrong with him being very busy, but is he so busy that he cannot go back at night? Of course not.
No matter how busy you are, you have to sleep at night.
He often deliberately did not go back, just to know how Mrs. Nie would react. But in fact, Mrs. Nie had no reaction at all!
She doesn't ask, doesn't care, doesn't blame.
It was before, it is still...
Nie Zheng raised his hand to his forehead and sighed softly.
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Jinyuan.
Feng Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She knew that Nie Zheng would not come back tonight.
She wanted to explain what happened today.
However, Nie Zheng walked so resolutely that Feng Xiaoxiao found it boring. What's the explanation? She hurt Mr. Nie's face. Just be careful next time.
However, Feng Xiaoxiao was a little sad.
I feel sorry for my portion of ginseng black chicken soup.
After thinking about it, Feng Xiaoxiao opened WeChat and sent a message to Moments.
——How about the results of your recent cooking studies? Doesn’t it look pretty good?
The accompanying picture was a photo she had taken before and sent it out.
I wonder if Mr. Nie will see it? Feng Xiaoxiao turned over and went to sleep.
Nie Zheng came out of the shower, clicked on his phone, and saw Feng Xiaoxiao's circle of friends.
"Ah."
Nie Zheng chuckled.
Can’t hide it any more? Don’t want to hide it anymore?
Also, in the marriage agreement between them, neither party actually needs to bear moral responsibilities.
What's more, they are getting divorced soon.
Feng Xiaoxiao is preparing for her and Qi Junyan's future life. She is really planning carefully.
Suddenly, Nie Zheng stood up, raised his arm, and slammed his phone to the ground.
A curse broke out that was completely uncharacteristic of Mr. Nie.
"Fuck you!"
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Early the next morning, Nie Zheng left Ancheng and flew out of the country.
Feng Xiaoxiao lived the same life every day, until that night, she and Weng Qiange were taking a cooking class.
Suddenly, the cooking table tilted.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, and Weng Qiange looked at each other.
"How is this going?"
There was a lot of noise in the classroom, the whole building was shaking, and the lights overhead were trembling. It looked like it was about to fall down at any moment.
Weng Qiange and Feng Xiaoxiao held hands and heard the crowd shouting.
"There's an earthquake! Run!"
"ah?"
"ah……"
Suddenly, it was a mess.
Feng Xiaoxiao and Weng Qianwen held hands and ran out of the classroom. Fortunately, the cooking classroom was on the first floor, so they had to run out quickly.
The streets are already in chaos, and the empty places are full of people.
An earthquake occurred suddenly and unexpectedly.
Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly took out her mobile phone, her fingers trembling, "Big Yu'er, Xiao Yu'er..."
"Don't panic."
Weng Qiange took her cell phone and said, "I'll call you. It's okay. It has been stopped... I guess our place is not the source of the earthquake."
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded with a pale face.
"Hello."
Weng Qiange dialed the phone, "Aunt, this is Qiange. There's an earthquake. How are you and the fish?"
Shen Mingzhu fell into a drowsy sleep, "What? Was there an earthquake? Oops, I don't know."
Weng Qiange laughed, "It's okay, it's okay now. Where are the fish?"
"Still sleeping."
Shen Mingzhu finally started to wake up, "So there was an earthquake? I mean, why is it so noisy outside."
Weng Qiange handed the phone to Feng Xiaoxiao, "It's okay, they didn't notice it at all."
"good."
Feng Xiaoxiao answered the phone and heard Shen Mingzhu say, "Xiaoxiao, are you scared? It's okay, we have gone to bed long ago, and the fish are not even frightened, they are still asleep."
"Ah That's good."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "The traffic will clear out in a while, I will go there."
"Hey, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Xiaoxiao covered her heart and sighed.
"Fortunately, aunt and the others live in a detached house."
And this kind of luck was given to him by Nie Zheng. Thinking of Nie Zheng, his heart felt sour again. I don't know what happened to this person. After that day, he had no contact with her.
Thinking about it, I feel quite aggrieved.
The surrounding area gradually calmed down, and Weng Qiange pulled her and said, "Let's go to the garage to pick up the car."
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and quickened his pace.
On the way, Weng Qiange received a call from Gu Chen.
Gu Chen's tone was quite bad, "Mrs. Gu, where are you?"
"Tsk..." Weng Qiange held the phone further away, "What are you shouting for? Your eardrums were shattered!"
"I'll ask you again, where are you?" Gu Chen growled in a low voice, impatient.
"Here..." Weng Qiange frowned and felt a little short of breath, "Did I just tell you that Xiaoxiao and I are taking cooking classes together?"
"Stand there and don't move, I'll be right back!"
After that, he hung up the phone.
"Hey!" Weng Qiange said helplessly, "Who is this? I also want to give Xiaoxiao..."
"No need." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled enviously, "At this time, Gu Chen is nervous about you, don't say it, you don't understand."
"I..." Weng Qiange was confused and confused, "Really?"
"Of course." Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips, "I can go there by myself. You can wait here for your Mr. Gu."
"That……"
Weng Qiange hesitated. To be honest, Gu Chen was quite scary when he was serious.
"okay."
Feng Xiaoxiao waved to her, "I'm leaving, please call me."
"Well, be careful."
Feng Xiaoxiao ran all the way to pick up the car and rushed to Shili Busy.