This time it was Secretary Luo's turn to be speechless.
Does his president often make his wife angry?
The secretary asked: "President, why did you make your wife angry this time?"
Jiang Chenyu said, "Jealous."
Jiang Chenyu implicitly told the secretary about the wrong things he had done, and also expressed how serious the young wife's anger was, her temper the night before, and the incident of not returning to her home yesterday.
After listening, Secretary Luo stood at the woman's perspective and said to Jiang Chenyu: "President, if my husband dares to treat me like this, I can split him in half."
Jiang Chenyu: "..."
He regretted it so much that his intestines were blue.
"How long will it take for the kid to get better?"
Secretary Luo: "It varies from person to person. If it is a wife, I don't think it will take ten days or half a month to come."
Mr. Jiang regretted what he did again.
"I understand, go down."
He found out that he could not ask anything when asked the secretary.
He might as well think about it himself.
One day class, having lunch at school.
Gu Nuannuan could clearly feel the secret spying of her behind her.
It was just a discussion about her identity and the person she married.
"Trunk husband, Zhazha Jiang Chenyu, is necrotic." While eating, Gu Nuannuan suddenly started to curse with a delicate temper.
Jiangsu turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with you, my uncle?"
"Just be handsome, why are you doing so capable?"
Su Xiaomo asked politely: "Are you showing off your husband?"
"Ph, I'll scold him."
However, if you scold me, I don’t know that it turns into praise again.
Gu Nuannuan felt that she was poisoned.
"Gu Nuannuan, your husband asked me to take you home today. Have you been angry? If you don't get rid of it, you will know that I will not force you." Jiangsu said while eating.
He didn't dare to force Gu Nuannuan, the end result of forced her was to be beaten.
Gu Nuannuan replied angrily, "It's not gone."
She said again: "Let you take me home? Am I your wife or his wife? Can't he take care of me by himself?"
Gu Nuan Heating had several bites of rice at noon, and his stomach became a small ball.
Sitting in the classroom, she looked at her belly full of flesh and was in a bad mood again.
"Why are the relationship not going well and the figure is not going well."
Su Xiaomo glanced at the belly of the good sister, "Nuannuan, you don't choose a man yourself, but the meat on your belly is eaten by you by your mouth."
Su Xiaomo wanted to tell her good sisters that she could be angry with men, but not with snacks.
After saying that, she opened a pack of spicy strips and divided them for Gu Nuannuan, "Eat a spicy strip and be happy."
Gu Nuannuan couldn't resist the temptation and reached in and took a spicy strip. "Xiao Su, I want Wangwang Zhubingbing."
"Jiangsu, I want a little pudding."
The two sisters discussed it and ordered Jiangsu one after another.
This is why Jiangsu doesn't want to be in the same class as the two of them.
Don’t call him the delicious one first, he will always be the one who runs errands.
"What else do you want?"
Gu Nuannuan: "Get potato chips again."
Su Xiaomo: "Buy a pack of jelly, too."
Jiangsu went out with a cell phone.
Taking this opportunity, he was not together with Gu Nuannuan, so he had time to inform his uncle.
He called Jiang Chenyu.
"Uncle, you may have to pick up your wife yourself."
Jiangsu told Jiang Chenyu everything he heard during lunch.
Jiang Chenyu asked: "She really said that?"
Jiangsu nodded, "I'm right by my side."
"Okay, I get it."
Jiang Chenyu can be considered a little wife who knows how to make a fussy.
He has never been in love, and his friends around him are just playing with adults in love. True love is rare, money is the first priority.
The woman is unhappy and uses money to coax her.
Obviously, his little wife doesn't like his trick.
Moreover, others are playing and using money to get some lovers. What they want to get some wife! They don’t care about it, the kind that can’t be coaxed well.
Had a class for one day.
There are only two bar professional knowledge classes in the afternoon, and it is less than four o'clock after school.
Su Xiaomo and Gu Nuannuan were planning to make another meal appointment, Su Linyan came.
Before changing the clothes, I stood at the door of the classroom wearing a shirt that only policemen had.
He waited for the teacher to finish class.
When Su Xiaomo saw her brother visiting, she pouted in depression. "Nannuan, today's date has been ruined."
Gu Nuannuan saw someone coming outside and said, "I know."
As soon as the ringtone was remembered, Su Linyan appeared in the classroom after the teacher left.
Su Xiaomo held her face with her hands and watched her brother walk towards her. "Brother~ I have an appointment with Nuannuan today."
Su Linyan was about to help her sister clean up the information on the desk, but suddenly she saw that her desk was bare and there was no pen.
"Have you come to school to listen to the heavenly books?" Su Linyan asked.
Su Xiaomo hurriedly picked up Gu Nuannuan's book and let her brother read it, "I was with Nuannuan last night, and my books were all in our house. In class, I shared the same book. I wrote the notes on her book, and she was the one who listened to the heavenly books."
Gu Nuannuan accused her sisters, "Xiao Mo, you are not righteous."
Su Xiaomo told the truth, "My brother will care about me, but no one will care about you."
"Who said I don't care? My husband is not a human?"
Su Xiaomo: "Your husband is worried about not being able to coax you these days, so how dare he teach you a lesson?"
"Sister Mo's words are reasonable." Jiangsu summarized.
Three close friends started arguing with each other.
Only Su Linyan picked up Gu Nuannuan’s book and started reading it.
After turning a few pages, there was a picture of a person on it, which was Jiang Chenyu.
As a result, someone drew glasses on his handsome face, the "king" of a tiger on his head, the "pig" on his nose, and the cat's beard on his cheeks, and the whole thing was like a four-dimensional one.
The word "bad guy" is also written below.
As soon as I saw the handwriting, I knew it was not written by my sister.
Su Linyan didn't care, so he turned back another page. There were indeed a few words that were Su Xiaomo's notes, but most of them were markings of knowledge points in the book.
It is impossible to tell whether she has studied in class.
To be continued...