Although Su Xiang's image is not good, he and Meng Qianjun are not in the same group, Song Huayi put a question mark for the time being, in short, it is right to guard against it.

In the afternoon, Song Huayi had a class, because of a foot injury and inconvenience in walking, Zhan Shaoyin sent a driver to pick her up at school.

After class, Song Huayi didn't go back to the dormitory with Xiong Yu, and waited for the bus under the teaching building.

Although my foot was only sprained, I still felt a little painful when I walked with the injured muscles and bones.

Standing on the side of the road, she held on to the pillar beside her, carefully moving her ankles.

I don't know if it's the reason for the traffic jam on the road, the second class is in class, and I didn't see the driver arrive.

Song Huayi yawned, lowered his head and continued to read the comment area of his comics.

"Hey!"

At the same time as the voice came from his ears, he was also tapped on the shoulder.

Song Huayi was frightened, turned her head and saw Su Xiang wearing a mask standing behind her, Song Huayi didn't roll his eyes out, he heard him say facelessly: "Wait for me here?" ”

Song Huayi didn't want to say anything to him, turned sideways and continued to face Su Xiang, not hiding his dislike for Su Xiang at all.

Su Xiao didn't seem to notice it at all, and still stood behind Song Huayi with a smile and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you." ”

Song Huayi couldn't listen to it anymore, turned his head and warned Su Xiang viciously: "Believe it or not, I let my husband beat you!" ”

Su Xiang chuckled and said, "It's still the same virtue as before." ”

It's just that what she used to say to others was: Believe it or not, I let my brother beat you! Song Huayi was a little baffled by his words, but in his heart he felt that he was a strange person, in short, he didn't look like a good person, and it was right to deal less with less dealings and talk less.

Putting the phone in the pocket of his clothes, he walked to the side of the road with his feet up, and looked left and right.

Su Xiang followed again: "What's wrong with your feet?"

Did your husband beat you? ”

Song Huayi pretended not to hear or see, and turned sideways to ignore Su Xiang.

There were two girls passing by on the side of the road who pointed at Su Xiang, as if they recognized him, and Su Xiang also received a call from the agent.

"Take care of yourself."

After saying this, Su Xiang turned around and walked away.

Song Huayi glanced back after a few seconds and relieved himself after confirming that he was gone.

In his heart, he was surprised by Su Xiang's strange words and deeds, saying that he had other intentions for approaching her, but neither she nor Zhan Shaoyin had anything to do with the entertainment industry; said that Meng Qianjun's accomplices deliberately seduced her, wanting her to break her marriage with Zhan Shaoyin, but this method seems a bit naïve; It is even more impossible to say that Su Xiao is really interesting to her.

She thinks that she has a little bit of beauty, but she has not yet reached the point of captivating the country and the city.

To be able to hook up with Zhan Shaoyin, she felt that she had saved enough luck, and then let a national idol worship under her pomegranate skirt, she herself felt impossible.

can rule out these, she can't explain the reason why Su Xiang approached her intentionally or unintentionally.

Could it be ...... Is there something wrong with Su Xiang?

When it came time to wrestle with this problem, the driver finally arrived.

Song Huayi got into the warm car, and the driver said, "This is what Sanshao asked me to buy for you." ”

Song Huayi looked at the paper bag handed over by the driver, and she recognized the logo on it, which was the bubble tea shop opposite his company.

"Thank you."

With a smile, he reached out and took it over, took out the milk tea inside, and put it in the palm of his hand and it was still hot.

"Thank you, just >>

Xie Sanshao, he also specially instructed me where to buy it, saying Madam, you like the taste of that house. ”

Song Huayi smiled a little flattered: "Really? ”

The driver's uncle started the car and said with a kind smile: "It's also a well-known thing that the third young man spoils his wife, and he can't fake it." ”

Song Huayi smiled, put the straw into the cup and took a sip of warm milk tea.

He should have told him to put less sugar, so this cup was not as sweet as she usually drank, but the feeling in her heart was several times sweeter than usual.

Although the well-known "favorite wife" has moisture, it is a great thing for Song Huayi that the people around him have such a cognition.

After all, it's much better than "the new wife is not favored" and "the marriage is in name only".

This cup of milk tea, no matter if he is pretentious or really knows that she likes it before buying it, she can accept it in her heart anyway.

No matter what, there are so many bubble tea shops opposite his company, and he can remember that she likes this one, which means that he still cares about her.

Song Huayi directly asked the driver to send her home, and there was no company to find Zhan Shaoyin.

Song Huayi, who was in a good mood, went home to prepare a table of good dishes and wait for him to come home from work for dinner.

When he came out of the kitchen and found that it was almost six o'clock, seeing that Zhan Shaoyin had not come back, Song Huayi took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his coat that was thrown on the sofa, and when he sent WeChat to Zhan Shaoyin, he saw an unread message from him: I want to meet a customer tonight, do you want to have a meal together?

A message from near five o'clock.

Song Huayi hurriedly replied with a voice message: "I just saw the message, I thought you were going to come back for dinner, and the dishes were ready." ”

At this moment, Zhan Shaoyin was already at the dinner table, in fact, he had been wondering why Song Huayi hadn't replied to his news yet.

She usually keeps her mobile phone in her hand, and she basically replies to the messages he sends in seconds, and she is still wondering if her invitation is not sincere enough, or what she said today makes her unhappy.

This will see the message she came back to, and immediately click on it.

When Song Huayi's voice came from the mobile phone, the six people at the table were stunned, and they looked at Zhan Shaoyin with their eyes.

A man who looked to be in his early forties on the opposite side laughed and joked: "The third young wife is really virtuous, unlike the one in my family, she can't cook, she can't do housework, and she knows how to go out to play mahjong all day long." ”

Zhan Shaoyin only cared about listening to Song Huayi's news, and he didn't even consider that there were other people around him at that moment.

Everyone heard this meeting, and it was fortunate that Song Huayi didn't say anything bad, it sounded like a point worthy of showing off his wife.

I was a little proud in my heart, but I deliberately said in a very ordinary tone: "She is rushing to cook with me at home, and the taste is okay." ”

"I heard that my wife is only twenty years old, and it would be good for such a young girl to be willing to cook."

Usually, I heard Song Huayi say yes with age, and Zhan Shaoyin had a black face.

This will Zhan Shaoyin said: "Yes, I feel like a child at home." ”

It sounds like you're complaining, but what you can't hide in your words is doting and secretly poking and showing off your wife.

Immediately afterwards, Song Huayi also took a picture of six dishes on a table, full of color, flavor, and flavor.

Zhan Shaoyin looked at the good-looking delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table in front of him at this moment, and immediately wanted to go home.

"You can be content with the three young people, the precious little princess of the Song family, willing to cook for you, and occasionally making a little fuss is nothing."

"Yes, three less, and women have a temper regardless of age, you look at my family, more than forty, and I have nothing to do all day long, crying, making trouble, and hanging myself, which is obviously unreasonable, but you just can't do anything about her, I'm tired, you little girl can."