The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Jiang Chan glanced at Zhou Wenhua in the rearview mirror. There were a lot of emotions in his eyes. Jiang Chan's heart softened. She patted the back of Li Juanxiu's hand: "Don't be sad, and get a good night's sleep when you go back. I'm not happy. Things will pass soon."

"Wenhua, let's live in another place. I really can't live there anymore." Li Juanxiu curled her face, saying that it was her who hurt the most and caught the most off guard.

As long as she thinks of the house where Zhou Miaozhu has stayed for more than ten years, Li Juanxiu's heart is covered with a dense layer of pain. I hate Zhou Miaozhu again in my heart. It is a girl who has been cherished for so many years, how can I break it?

"The other houses are unoccupied, and they are not cleaned. Shall we go to the hotel?" Zhou Wenhua glanced at Li Juanxiu in the rearview mirror and made such a suggestion euphemistically.

But his gaze was swept across Jiang Chan's face, that look was all sorts of sadness and helplessness. Jiang Chan naturally understood what the old fox meant, but she had to pinch her nose to recognize it.

"If Mr. Zhou doesn't mind, my house is nearby, and no one has lived in the guest room..."

Before Jiang Chan's words were finished, Li Juanxiu beamed her brows: "Don't mind, don't mind at all, I also want to see what Beibei's place is like."

The rest of Jiang Chan's words choked in her throat, and she deeply suspected that she had been tricked by Zhou Wenhua and his wife. But when she saw Li Juanxiu's smiling face, Jiang Chan sighed silently.

It seems that getting the real Xu Bei back should be on the agenda. After all, it is her biological parents. If she never submits the task, wouldn't it be the same as the dove occupying the magpie's nest?

It's just that Qingyuan hasn't found what Qingyuan wants, and Jiang Chan will delay for a while. Thinking about it this way, Jiang Chan felt a lot more eager to find what Qingyuan needed.

"Turn left at the intersection ahead, and I'm at the innermost corner of Jinxiuyuan Community." Jiang Chan said lightly, Zhou Wenhua turned the steering wheel in response to the scene, and a secret smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening at this time. After purchasing toiletries for Zhou Wenhua and his wife at the convenience store in the community, Jiang Chan took Zhou Wenhua and his wife back to their nest.

Until lying in Jiang Chan's guest room, Li Juanxiu still felt a little unreal. She patted Zhou Wenhua lightly: "We really have such close contact with Beibei? I thought this child would resent us."

In Li Juanxiu’s heart, Xu Bei’s life has been changed, and she has suffered so much. She should be unwilling and aggrieved, but although Xu Bei’s attitude is a bit alienated, she has never had any expression on her husband and wife. pass.

This also made Li Juanxiu very pleasantly surprised. To be honest, she was already mentally prepared for her daughter to be born with her, but the surprise gave her such a big surprise.

Zhou Wenhua leaned against the bed, flipping through a book "Tong Jian" from Jiang Chan's living room, "Beibei is not good for you to be close. To be honest, I know that Beibei is our daughter." At the time, I was really happy, there are no dogs and no dogs!"

Li Juanxiu slapped Zhou Wenhua's arm angrily: "What are you talking about? It's too hard for Beibei, don't look at her current career success, but how hard it is. Look at you, don't you work overtime every day?"

"What do you say you earn so much money for? It's the same with Beibei as it is for life or not. Just enough money to spend."

Li Juanxiu went on to say: "That's too hard, I feel very sorry for her, a little girl's house, dealing with all kinds of report documents all the time, she also said that there will be a meeting in the morning, I think this workaholic The temper is exactly the same as you!"

Zhou Wenhua squeezed her eyebrows: "Okay, I surrender. You are just talking in front of me. I think you can say it in front of Beibei?"

"Of course I won't say it in front of her, just talk to you, am I not worried that my words will affect her mood?" Li Juanxiu turned her back to Zhou Wenhua: "I will get up early tomorrow. Beibei has a meeting in the morning, and I am going to make her breakfast."

"Okay, then I'll get up early." Zhou Wenhua put down his books and patted Li Juanxiu's back comfortingly. In the past few days, he knew that Li Juanxiu was also uncomfortable, mainly because of the greater mental stimulation.

Under his comfort, Li Juanxiu fell asleep slowly. Zhou Wenhua looked at the unfamiliar decoration on the ceiling, showed a slight smile for a while, turned off the lamp and fell asleep.

At seven o'clock in the morning, when the alarm clock rang, Li Juanxiu sat up in a jealous manner. She was still thinking about making breakfast for Jiang Chan. She didn't know that she had just opened the door and saw Zhou Wenhua carrying a big soup bowl, Jiang Chan carrying two plates and following Zhou Wenhua.

Seeing Li Juanxiu standing by the door, Zhou Wenhua smiled and said, "You got up? Beibei and I have already ran back in the morning. You should go wash first, and you can have breakfast after washing."

Zhou Wenhua has the habit of running in the morning. Although he changed his residence, his biological clock still worked on time. He originally wanted to cook Jiang Chan, but when he met Jiang Chan wearing sportswear, with a kitten on his feet, he looked like he was going out.

Zhou Wenhua simply went out with Jiang Chan for a stroll. Both of them were smart and rational. Without saying a lot of words so straightforwardly, everyone could understand each other's meaning.

Jiang Chan would not be so coquettish to Zhou Wenhua like ordinary girls, but politeness or something is absolutely in place. Zhou Wenhua originally thought that children like Jiang Chan should stay away from the kitchen.

But when I saw Jiang Cicada's porridge pancakes and other moving movements ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ his eyes were full of admiration. At the same age of nineteen, Zhou Miaozhu couldn't do anything, even frying eggs.

Zhou Miaozhu is still in his third year of high school, and Jiang Chan has graduated from university. Thinking about it this way, the gap between the two is really too much. The key is that people have always been relying on themselves, not like Zhou Miaozhu's cultivation.

"Hurry up and wash, I learned how to make egg pancakes under Beibei's guidance. You will taste it later." Zhou Wenhua urged softly, watching Li Juanxiu still standing by the door.

Li Juanxiu turned around: "Okay, I will go now."

When Li Juanxiu turned around, a tear fell from the corner of Li Juanxiu's eyes, which she hurriedly wiped away. Jiang Chan's eyes were sharp, and she put down the plate in her hand: "Then we will wait for mom to eat, but dad wants to show his hand in front of you."

Jiang Chan's mum and dad call is extremely natural, but in Zhou Wenhua and Li Juanxiu's ears, they seem to have heard something terrifying.

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