Wei Xianghe is unfamiliar with this appearance, and Song Chi doesn't even know what to do with her. She is so calm that she doesn't seem to be emotional, but he just feels that she is angry.

Do you apologize directly? But he hasn't figured out what Wei Xianghe is angry about yet. If Wei Xianghe asks him back, do you know why she is angry, and he can't answer, will Wei Xianghe feel that he is even more angry if he apologizes without sincerity?

Fuck, it's so annoying!

In contrast, he really felt that he was too easy to understand and too easy to coax.

——

In the morning, Wei Xianghe was still going out sooner than Song. Song Chibaba watched her come down from the upstairs and told him that he was about to go out. He put down his chopsticks and strode over without thinking.

He didn't dare to ask for a good morning kiss as warm as usual. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, and only held her head and gently kissed her forehead.

"Be careful on the road." He said in a muffled voice. After saying that, he consciously returned to the dining table to have breakfast obediently.

Wei Xianghe looked at his somewhat lonely figure, and his heart softened unknowingly. She sighed softly and went out.

From the corner of his eyes, he kept paying attention to Wei Xianghe's movements. Seeing that she said nothing, she really left. Song Chi suddenly became depressed and felt desolate.

Wei Xiang and she was so cruel that she was angry that he hadn't been better than he went. She didn't see him looking at him, but she left him and left. All the joys and sorrows were placed on her, and she still ignored herself. Song Chi felt aggrieved and felt that her life was a bit pitiful after marriage.

Cheng Jiyuan didn't expect that one day he would receive a text message from Song Chi.

【How is my wife feeling today?】

Cheng Jiyuan looked at the short lines of words on the screen and raised his eyebrows.

Wife? Didn’t we call it “We Wei Xianghe” before, and we deliberately declared sovereignty in front of him?

He tapped the table with his fingertips a few times, and he replied lightly: "Why should I tell you?"

After staring at the phone for a while, no information came over. He hooked his lower lip and placed the phone beside the table.

Wei Xianghe came over with a piece of materials to sign for Cheng Jiyuan.

Cheng Jiyuan held the pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen was drawn on the paper at random. The last stroke fell, he picked up the pen, closed the material, and handed it back to Wei Xianghe.

"I thought you were taking leave." He joked rarely, his voice with a little low magnetic.

"..." Wei Xianghe looked at him and asked slowly, "Doctor Cheng, have you known it a long time ago?"

After guessing what she was referring to, Cheng Jiyuan nodded and admitted, "I know a little earlier than you."

Seeing that Wei Xiang and his expression were a little wrong, he thought of the inexplicable text message Song Chi sent him, and he suddenly understood it a little.

"You guys won't be unhappy about this, are you?" He asked tentatively. Before Wei Xianghe answered, he smiled again and teased, "Doctor Wei, you have finally gotten tough."

Wei Xianghe reacted and was a little amused. She smiled slightly, "When did Dr. Cheng start to become humorous?"

Cheng Jiyuan smiled and did not continue this topic.

After pondering for a while, he looked at Wei Xianghe and suddenly asked, "Doctor Wei, have you seen him again during this period..." The lip shape of the word "Yang" has come out and he swallowed it again.

Wei Xianghe was stunned and then understood, "Do you Yang Si?"

"..." Cheng Jiyuan's face was a little uncomfortable and subconsciously wanted to deny it, but Wei Xianghe had already spoken.

"I have contacted her once or twice, but I haven't seen her anymore. Sisi seems to be very busy. What happened to you..." I realized that she almost let her say something, Wei Xianghe stopped in time, "She doesn't often stay in the capital, and she doesn't stay for a long time when she comes back occasionally."

Noting that Cheng Jiyuan frowned slightly and looked thoughtful, Wei Xianghe suddenly understood something. She pursed the corners of her lips and smiled, but she didn't point it out.

"Si Si is no longer the heartless little girl who has not grown up. She is very responsible and charming now. Compared to being in the hospital, she now has more ideas and knows what she is doing. If nothing unexpected happens, she will fly higher and farther in that world that belongs to her in the future."

"What did you tell me about this?" For some reason, Cheng Jiyuan felt a little anxious in his heart, "I didn't want to ask Yang Si."

"I miss her." Wei Xianghe didn't expose him, smiled and said slowly, "I hope she is better, but I'm also worried that one day she will get farther and farther away from us, and it will be difficult for her to meet in the end."

What Wei Xiang and later said, but Cheng Jiyuan didn't pay attention.

When the nurse knocked in, he suddenly came back to his senses. He was secretly annoyed by his abnormal behavior. He glanced at the cell phone beside the desktop, thought for a while, and sent another text message to Song Chi.

【Be ready to go back and kneel down to the washboard.】

Wei Xianghe didn't answer directly whether she and Song Chi were having an unhappy relationship, but with his man's intuition, Song Chi should have really bothered Wei Xianghe this time.

When Song Chi received Cheng Jiyuan's second text message, he was in the conference room.

He frowned.

When the people below saw him frowned, they were not sure if it was unhappy for him, so they sat up straight. The project manager who was speaking was not sure if he was wrong and said something wrong, Mr. Song was unhappy. He kept silent and looked at his colleagues around him a little embarrassedly. He didn't get a response. He turned his attention to Song Chi again.

Song Chi was still focused on the text message, looked at Zheng Rui on the side, signaled him to go out, and then got up himself, "Suspend the meeting first."

Zheng Rui didn't know what happened, but suddenly called him out during the meeting. He was facing a great enemy, bowing his head respectfully, but his mind was moving rapidly, trying to recall if he had done something ruthless that made Song Chi unhappy and couldn't wait to deal with him.

A cell phone was suddenly sent to him.

"Show me what this means?" Song Chi was a little annoyed.

Zheng Rui got to the right, looked closer and looked at the text message, looked up at Song Chi, and looked down at the text message.

Song Chi was impatient and glared, "Do you need to give me a magnifying glass?" He looked at ten words for a long time, so stupid!

Zheng Rui didn't know what expression to deal with the scene in front of him. After the expression on his face changed a little, he asked Song Chi carefully, "Mr. Song, have you made your wife unhappy?"

Surprise flashed in Song Chi's eyes, and he almost blurted out, "How do you know?"

He swallowed the surprise to his mouth and signaled Zheng Rui coldly to continue.

"Kneeling on the washboard is an Internet term that has always been popular. It generally refers to a way for a wife to punish her husband if she does something wrong." Zheng Rui looked at Song Chi's face getting darker, thought for a while, and added optimistically, "But some people also regard it as a means of flirting."

Zheng Rui's supplements did not have any comforting effect. No matter how others twisted this method into flirting, Wei Xianghe was definitely not flirting with him.

It’s either a flirting or a way for the wife to punish her husband. The partner is in line with his relationship with Wei Xianghe, but he doesn’t want to kneel on the washboard!

Wei Xianghe did not get off work on time in the evening, so Song Chi called Cheng Jiyuan to ask.

As soon as he got off work, he called Wei Xianghe very attentively. Unexpectedly, no one answered the number several times he dialed, so he had to call Cheng Jiyuan.

Cheng Jiyuan answered it quickly, and said lightly that Wei Xiang and entered the operating room, but had not come out yet.

"..." I underwent another surgery. I felt sorry for Wei Xiang and thank you for your hard work, and Song Chi was indignant: "Then why are you so idle?"

"Are you jealous?" Cheng Jiyuan asked back, and said, "Don't always send me text messages to call me to inquire about Dr. Wei's whereabouts. Don't forget that in your eyes I am your rival. Besides, am I very familiar with you?" Cheng Jiyuan Youyou left the phone.

Song Chi: "..." He had to admit that Cheng Jiyuan not only poached him, but also a villain who could take advantage of the situation.

I originally thought of waiting for Wei Xianghe to get off work in the hospital, but after thinking about it, I gave up. Wei Xiang and himself drove the car, and it was useless if he was missing. It would be better to go back and make a sumptuous supper for Wei Xianghe.

It's time to take out Liangliang to give him extra points after his cooking skills for a long time.

But the fact is that he hadn't entered the kitchen for a long time to use kitchen utensils. If the knife doesn't need it for a long time, he would rust. He hadn't cooked for too long, and suddenly started to get angry. He slowed down and time was delayed. As a result, his first dish was still sizzling in the pot, and Wei Xianghe came back.

Hearing the movement outside the door, Song Chixin suddenly became excited and took a big step forward with the spatula. At this time, he did not forget to manage his expression in place, and try not to make the smile on his face too bright and flattering.

"Are you back?" He took the initiative to say hello.

Wei Xianghe responded, turned his head and saw the pink apron hanging on him and the spatula being scribbled in his hand, and paused.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you'll be hungry when you're back from get off work, so I'll cook first." Song Chi invited Gong and was anxious to go back to the kitchen. "You sit in the living room and rest for a while, and the meal will be ready for a long time."

Wei Xianghe has already returned, knowing that it is impossible to delay, so he went back to the kitchen, served the first dish in the pot on a beautiful plate, and poured an appropriate amount of water into the pot.

He wanted to make a mushroom-burning tendon for Wei Xianghe.

The spatula in his hand was suddenly taken over, and only someone pulled him by the arm and gently pulled him back.

"I'll do it, you'll be fine if you go out and wait a moment." Wei Xianghe said softly. Put the spatula in the pot, and she turned around and took off Song Chi's apron.

Song Chi doesn't like Wei Xiang and this. She is so calm. She is obviously angry, but she doesn't say anything, and doesn't argue with him or make trouble with him. It makes him feel very confused. She wants to apologize but doesn't know where to start, and can't be as close to her as before.

Song Chi felt that being so cold was the way she punished him, and there was no need to kneel on the washboard.

He didn't listen to Wei Xianghe and went out to wait. He leaned in front of the Liuli platform beside Wei Xianghe, staring at Wei Xianghe with his eyes down, and suddenly he called her name.

"Wei Xianghe--"

"Hmm?" Wei Xianghe turned over the dishes in the pot and didn't look at him.

"Wei Xianghe." He called again. This time, before Wei Xianghe could say "hmm", he took the lead in admitting his mistake, "I'm sorry."

Wei Xianghe breathed and turned around, "You..."

"I don't know where I was wrong, but I think I must have done something wrong, otherwise why would you ignore me?" Song Chi interrupted her, feeling a little aggrieved, "Are you angry about the fact that I sponsored medical devices to your hospital without authorization?"

Wei Xianghe raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, not knowing how to answer his question.

The two of them got married not because of love, but after getting married, Song Chi gradually fell in love with her. Their relationship was too pure and they had never experienced anything. They had not experienced a stage of mutual adjustment and mutual understanding, so there was something that Song Chi interfered with her without discussing with her yesterday. It was not anger, but really minded.

She has never relied on anyone along the way. She knew in her heart that if she relied on her family relationship or the Song Chi family relationship after marriage, she could live much better than she is now, and her future would be brighter than she is now, but she didn't like that. She didn't have too much interest in gains and losses for many things, but just wanted to do her best. She knew that Song Chi was doing her best and wanted her to live a little easier, but even if the other party was him, she didn't like someone to help her get any privileges or favorable treatment in an unequal way.

Their family also has a background, and she can actually do these things, but she doesn't want to and doesn't like them. The road ahead is still so long that people can't pave the way for her to clear obstacles. No matter how hard she works, she is the life she chooses. She always has to experience it herself to be truly alive.

Song Chi obviously didn't understand her life philosophy and didn't understand her, so she did such a move. She thought about it, but in fact she wasn't really angry. It was just through this incident that she suddenly found that there was still a problem between them, which made her feel a sense of crisis. And there were more potential problems between them. Many problems require them to know each other well to avoid them well and not step on a mine in the future.

But Song Chi didn't seem to understand what she was thinking. She thought she was a little disappointed.

She said that she was greedy for everything related to Song Chi.

But every time she looked at Song Chi deliberately concealing her grievances and caution, she couldn't help but feel cold to him, so she could only deliberately not look at him.

Wei Xianghe looked at him, not knowing how to answer his question. So he didn't answer, let out a light sigh, retracted his gaze, and focused on the dishes in the wok.
To be continued...