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Chapter 550 Wife, I'm hurt! (Part 1)

Jiang Huai originally wanted to smoke outside, but he quickly ran in after hearing the noise.

"Master..."

Yu Zhi glanced over with a sinister look, "Did you open the door for the young mistress?"

"I-I told her the password."

Does this mean that Jiang Huai knows she is here?

Jiang Huai was also quite unjust. He said more than a dozen times along the way that it was inconvenient, but Mr. Yu insisted that it was okay.

Xu Yanqing reached out and pushed in front of him, "Let go first."

"Are you tired from coming all the way here? Are you still suffering from morning sickness in the past two days? Are you feeling unwell now?"

Xu Yanqing was asked by this series of words, but she did not fall into his gentle land, "I'm fine, and the child is fine, so let go first."

Qiao Zhishu couldn't stay any longer, so she lowered her arms and planned to leave.

Xu Yanqing stopped her, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Huai secretly yelled, "What if these two people start a fight?"

She stretched out her hand to push Yu Zhi away and walked slowly in front of Qiao Zhishu. Xu Yanqing was taller than her, but her eyes were open and she was even ready for a slap.

"Why do you look like this? Are you afraid that I will hit you?"

"A little bit."

Xu Yan heard Yu Zhi's footsteps coming towards her, and he gently pinched her palm that was hanging by her side. He almost went crazy thinking about her, and now he just wanted to live the world of two people with her.

But Xu Yanqing took his hand out immediately and said, "It's not the best time for you to go down now. Let's sit down for a while."

"Okay," Qiao Zhishu didn't push her. Indeed, Chen Wenshi would definitely block her somewhere. If the time was too short, he would definitely become suspicious. "Thank you."

Xu Yanqing led Qiao Zhishu to sit down, and she even pulled her close to her.

Yu Zhi also wanted to come closer, but Xu Yanqing picked up a pillow and occupied the empty space behind him.

She smiled at him, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, like a little fox, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Master, you have guests and you don't even know how to entertain them. Go make a cup of tea and cut some fruit over."

Yu's hand had already reached out and touched Xu Yanqing's shoulder. Under his palm was a deep bone socket. She was pregnant, so why couldn't she gain weight?

Xu Yanqing turned aside, leaving his hand empty.

"Stop standing around and go."

When Jiang Huai saw this, he wanted to help.

Xu Yanqing stopped him, "Jiang Huai, there's nothing else for you to do here. You can go downstairs and wait."

this……

"yes."

Yu Zhi went into the kitchen and looked for fruits in the refrigerator.

Xu Yanqing's voice floated in from outside, "It needs to be cut into pieces and signed, neither too big nor too small."

Qiao Zhishu's eyes slightly opened, "I'll do it, and you have a nice conversation with me."

"No need, you said your uncle sent you here, do your parents know?"

Qiao Zhishu had imagined countless times that if her father knew that she was living like this, if he were still alive, even if his family was in poverty, he would not be willing to let others abuse his daughter like this.

"My father can't control this kind of thing. He passed away a long time ago. My mother...she knows."

The saddest thing is the last half of the sentence.

Xu Yanqing didn't know how to comfort her, "Are you still in school?"

"Well, I'm in my junior year."

After Qiao Zhishu figured it out, she felt that it was nothing and it would be over soon. When she found a job after graduation, she believed that life would get better.

"Uncle Chen is very kind to my family. He has been taking care of our mother and daughter since my father died."

Xu Yan listened to her words indifferently. This kind of indifference is not what a girl of this age should have, "He takes care of you and brings you here?"


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