The wealthy man's wife is a sideline [rebirth]

Song Wenxing froze at the door without uttering a word.

He looked at the signboard at the entrance of the store, then at Su Qiao, and finally realized a fact after a while.

"Is this shop run by the Su family?" He asked in disbelief.

Su Qiao frowned, showing a very unhappy expression.He really didn't like Song Wenxing very much, and sometimes felt that there was something wrong with him, sanctimonious and sinister.

If possible, it would be best for Su Yu and Song Wenxing to get out of his life arm in arm and never show up again.

But for now, this is obviously an extravagant hope, so Su Qiao can only add obstacles to Song Wenxing in other ways.

"It's none of your business." Su Qiao pouted impatiently. "Are you here to deliver compensation? No, just go away."

He took a rag from the table next to him, as if the other party talked too much nonsense, and immediately threw the rag full of oil and water on his face.Song Wenxing retreated due to deterrence.

But Song Wenxing hadn't left yet. He was full of disbelief, looked around, and asked, "Why did the Su family open the store opposite Song Shiji? Did they deliberately oppose the Song family? The last contract matter was also planned by you a long time ago." Okay... Did the Su family start targeting the Song family early in the morning?"

Su Qiao: "..."

With a straight face, he didn't answer Song Wenxing's question, but only took two steps forward, stretched out one hand, and punched him straight in front of the other party.

"Compensation." Su Qiao said slowly. "Bring it."

Although it was a foregone conclusion that Song Wenxing would pay compensation according to the contract, he didn't want to transfer the money so early to make the Su family happy.Therefore, after procrastination and procrastination, the deadline stipulated in the contract will never be voluntarily paid.

I thought so, but he, a son of a good family, was being demanded for compensation in front of a group of waiters, and he inevitably felt that he couldn't keep his face, so his face turned red instantly.

"What do you mean?" Song Wenxing was slightly annoyed. "Are you still worried that I will renege on my debt?"

When Su Qiao heard this, she actually thought about it for a while, and there was an obvious pensive expression on Baby Fat's face.After a while, he nodded affirmatively, and his voice was quite serious: "I'm a little worried."

Song Wenxing: "..."

"Let's not talk about this yet," Song Wenxing said. "Why did the Su family open a shop opposite Song Shi Ji?"

Seeing that he changed the subject and couldn't ask for money for the time being, Su Qiao's interest suddenly dropped, and she wrinkled her nose unhappily.

"It has nothing to do with the Su family. I opened this store myself." Su Qiao said. "Where do I open a shop, and I don't need your approval."

Song Wenxing was startled, then waved his hands, showing a helpless and gentle expression: "Stop joking with me, Chirp. Did Uncle Su tell you to say that? I don't know why the Su family did this, but you should You know, Song Shi Ji is a chain store with strong competitiveness. It is very easy to crush a small store. But the Su family has no foundation in this industry..."

"Why are you so annoying?" Su Qiao interrupted.His bright and moist eyes were full of real doubts. "If you think it's easy to crush Su Ji, why don't you do it instead of coming here to say inexplicable things?"

Even if he is not smart, he still knows that his craft is very good, and Song Shiji is not as good as it.If Song Shi Ji can really beat Su Ji so easily, why use unfair competition methods such as lowering prices and stealing lessons one after another?

Even if it is a lie, think about whether there are loopholes in your words.Su Qiao thought angrily.Does he really look that stupid?You can be deceived by opening your eyes and saying a few words of nonsense.

Su Qiao was unwilling to talk to Song Wenxing anymore, he angrily asked the waiter to throw him out, and decided to continue sending the waiter to take the menu to snatch the customers of Shiji.

At the end of December, when the festival was approaching, the school suddenly became lively.

It’s not that it is deserted at ordinary times, but young people always like to have an excuse to be cool when the festival comes. Therefore, when walking in the school recently, you will find slogans, decorations, etc. in inconspicuous places, which look quite atmospheric. .

At noon that day, while resting in the dormitory, Cheng Yishu sighed while holding his mobile phone.

Li Mao was lying on the bed taking a nap, and in the silence, he heard Cheng Yishu's endless inhalation and sighing, which annoyed him so much that he turned over one after another.Finally couldn't bear it anymore, sat up and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine...but it might happen soon." Cheng Yishu said with a helpless voice. "You said to give a girl a Christmas present, which one is better?"

The amount of information revealed in the words was a bit large, and Li Mao immediately felt relieved.He rolled up the quilt and got out of bed, pushed Su Qiao who was reviewing her homework, held her glasses and said, "Old Cheng has something to do."

Su Qiao heard this and raised her head curiously.

Cheng Yishu swiped his phone for another 2 minutes, raised his eyes bravely, and met the burning gazes of the two people.

"What's going on?" Li Mao pinched the corner of the quilt with both hands, shivering in the winter, but still in high spirits. "Which department is it? Did you catch it? Does it look good?"

Su Qiao didn't speak, but she obviously meant the same thing. She clasped her hands between her legs and leaned forward, looking full of expectation.

Cheng Yishu scratched his head: "I haven't written my horoscope yet... I just want to give someone a small gift, to make a good impression. After all, it's Christmas, and if she is happy to receive the gift, she promises to go on a date with me or something." , that's not bad."

"Okay, you." Li Mao said. "It's a bit romantic."

Cheng Yishu smiled foolishly.He opened the shopping interface and asked humbly: "Then which gift do you think is better? I really like this lettering, and this lipstick, the color is gentle..."

Li Mao leaned over, and the two whispered to each other. After discussing for a while, they remembered that a roommate was not involved.

Looking up, the youngest one was in a daze, his face was full of frustration, his hair was limp and drooping, and he looked very listless.

"Su Qiao?" Cheng Yishu called him. "what happened to you?"

Li Mao looked at it and asked, "Not feeling well? Why are you listless?"

Su Qiao came back to her senses, shook her head, bit her lips and remained silent for two seconds before saying, "I have never given Mr. Luo a gift, and I feel a little...incompetent. Well, no, I mean... "

He was a little anxious and didn't know how to express it properly.

Before Cheng Yishu mentioned giving gifts, he never took the initiative to think about it.Maybe it's because the relationship between him and Luo Yunshen was not a light-hearted romance at the beginning, but more choices and compatibility. The process and confession directly fast forwarded to married life.

This also led to something missing between the two.

Although they got along well, but just like the subconscious words just now, introspecting that she didn't give the other party a gift, Su Qiao used the word "incompetent" instead of other more ambiguous and intimate terms.

Originally, Su Qiao thought that such a peaceful and warm married life was very good and would not cause any discomfort to others. It is also conceivable that they will spend the next few years or ten years like this.

However, the moment Cheng Yishu mentioned that he would give a gift to the girl he likes, Su Qiao suddenly became a little confused.

When you like someone, you subconsciously want to share your feelings with the other person. You want to spend every holiday you can think of with the other person. You spend all your time choosing a gift but worry that it won’t suit the other person before sending it out. ...

He's far from doing so well on his own.

At the beginning, due to the need for marriage, Su Qiao was full of expectations for marriage.He moved into Luo Yunshen's apartment, insisted on asking for a goodnight kiss every day, and even mustered up all his courage to live in Luo Yunshen's room...

When doing these things, Su Qiao felt that he liked Luo Yunshen.

If you don't like it, how can you blush when the other party just kisses the forehead?

However, these seem to be not enough.

Su Qiao bit her finger and suddenly felt that she was despicable.

He was stingy to share all his feelings with Mr. Luo, except for what he should do in marriage, he didn't give anything extra.Even self-imposed not only not paying, but also capriciously making many demands.

Almost all kisses and hugs are requests.

Su Qiao accidentally introspected too much, never thought of buying a gift for Luo Yunshen, diverging to the point that every proactive goodnight kiss was a fault, and finally sniffed aggrievedly and reluctantly, making the next decision.

……

That night, when Su Qiao came out of the bathroom, Luo Yunshen leaned against the bedside and read a book.With his head down, he walked slowly to the edge of the bed, pulled up a corner of the quilt, and slipped in silently.

The body temperature of another person is just a few feet away, but the two have not had any physical contact.

Su Qiao only showed a pair of eyes, and said sullenly, "Mr. Luo, good night."

Luo Yunshen: "Yes."

He turned a page of the book, quietly waiting for the next move of the people around him.

Five minutes passed, the book turned two pages, and the bulge in the quilt was as quiet as if it didn't exist.

Luo Yunshen: "..."

He frowned, closed the book, and looked down at the person lying beside him: "You don't feel well today?"

Su Qiao moved under the blanket and whispered, "No."

Naturally, Luo Yunshen couldn't hide the panicked and evasive expression.His lips were tightly lined, and his voice was low: "Jiujiu."

Su Qiao's back stiffened, somehow she could hear the serious meaning from these two simple words.He panicked. He already felt that he was not doing well enough, but now it was even more uncomfortable. He quickly got out of the quilt and sat down with his head down.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Su Qiao's nose soured, and her voice choked up. "Did I make you angry?"

Luo Yunshen didn't expect him to cry, and his heart twitched when he heard the sobbing sound.Before he could speak, he saw the person in front of him raise his head, his eyes were red, but he tried to smile at him, and said almost flatteringly, "Mr. Luo, don't be angry. I'm not feeling sick, I'm just... ..."

"Jiujiu." Luo Yun sighed deeply, wiping away his tears with his fingertips. "I'm not angry."