Chapter 220: : My son lives with you, my wife lives with me

"How about tomorrow?"
"It's as simple as going to the sky for you to translate, and none of them will go wrong." Chen Xi thought for a while, anyway, she didn't plan to return to Jiang's house these days.
Big deal to find Wen Mengyang squeezed at night, by the way, just can talk to Wen Mengyang.
Regardless of Jiang Zian or Jiang Mochuan, they all forgot.
"Then leave your phone to me, or I'm afraid you will run away." He Shuhao jokingly took out his mobile phone, turned on the dial, and handed it to Chen Xi.
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"how about it?"
"I still can't reach Xi'er?" Jiang Mu watched Jiang Mochuan keep calling Chen Xi, but there was no communication.
"Mom~ Did my dad say something nasty today?" Jiang Mochuan knows Chen Xi best. As long as others don't say nasty things, she generally won't get angry.
Not to leave directly like this.
Unless the other party said something that hurt her heart, she would be so impulsive.
"Your dad~ Your dad said that Xier does not have a tutor, so Xier left." Jiang's mother was taken aback for a while and said in a low voice.
"I know, you should also talk to my dad. If you really don't want to see Xi'er: In the future, Yue Chen will take you two to take care of you. Xi'er and I will live in the house by ourselves.
"It's okay, you two, don't bring Yue Chen to this house." Jiang Mochuan knew that his guess was correct when he heard Jiang Mu's words.
After thinking about it, his wife is more important than his son.
A son can live with his parents, but a wife can't live with him.
"You brat, what are you talking about."
"If Yuechen had lived with us, do you think he wouldn't miss you?" Jiang's mother also wanted Jiang Yuechen to spend with herself, but the problem was that Jiang Yuechen himself didn't want to.
"Okay, mom, stop arguing."
"I'll let Lin Yang check where Xi'er is." Jiang Mochuan became a little dizzy by Jiang's mother, and quickly interrupted Jiang's mother. He picked up the phone on the desk and asked Lin Yang to check Chen Xi's. License plate, see where Chen Xi’s car is parked.
"Mom, you sit at the company for a while, I'll go out." Jiang Mochuan received the location of Chen Xi's car from Lin Yang's WeChat message.
"Is there news from Xi'er?"
"Wait for me, I'll go with you." When Jiang Mu heard that Jiang Mochuan was going out, she knew what Jiang Mochuan was going to do.
Without delay, he grabbed the jacket that he had thrown aside from the sofa.
"Mom, you can sit in the company for a while."
"I'll go pick Xi'er back." Jiang Mochuan looked at Jiang Mu's appearance, really a headache.
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"You don't lack money in your identity, why would you think about starting a translation company by yourself?" He Shuhao noticed Chen Xi's car key on the table.
"I want to be independent, why are there so many reasons." Actually, Chen Xi didn't want to work in Jiang Mochuan company every day. In the end, it was obvious that she had been eating on her own, but Jiang's father thought that she was spending Jiang Mochuan's money every day. This label.
"It's really rare to see girls like you."
"I guess it's because someone around you misunderstands that you are unwilling to spend your husband's money, right?" He Shuhao looked at Chen Xi, who was sitting across from him, appreciatively.
I found that there are really not many girls like Chen Xi now.
Many people are born with a golden key, even when they are in their twenties, they have been reaching out for money from their families.
But it is rare to see Chen Xi spending the money he earns like Chen Xi, who obviously doesn't need to work so hard to marry a good husband, but never bows to anyone: relying on yourself.
He Shuhao didn't realize that he was about to be subdued by Chen Xi invisible.
"The water is too deep for the rich."
"I just wanted to be an ordinary person."
"Who knows to go astray and marry a rich man." Chen Xi said with emotion.
"It seems that I will call you Sister Xi in the future, how can you be misled, you are called your own heroine halo." He Shuhao joked.
"If I really bring my own heroine halo, I can wake up with a smile in my dreams." Chen Xi said with a slanted eye and a glance at He Shuhao.
He didn't notice at all, there was a gaze behind him looking at him.
"Sister Xi, do you know Jiang Mochuan at the door?" He Shuhao was the first to notice that Jiang Mochuan at the door had been looking at Chen Xi. He Shuhao was uneasy, so he thought about it and asked Chen Xi to rest assured.
For such a big person, He Shuhao remembers that the man he couldn't guess at the press conference of another author was Jiang Mochuan standing at the door.
"That~ my husband." Chen Xi turned her head and glanced, just in time to see Jiang Mochuan standing at the door looking straight at herself, Chen Xi turned her head back and said disapprovingly.
"Is that your husband?" He Shuhao was a little shocked.
Before returning home, I heard many strangers talk about Jiang Mochuan's true love.
I didn't expect such a coincidence.
Jiang Mochuan's true love is right in front of him.
Where is this luck, who can tell yourself?
"Xi'er, go back." Jiang Mochuan did not ask why Chen Xi was with a man in front of He Shuhao.
"Why are you going back?"
"I'm talking about things." Chen Xi didn't spread the anger with Jiang's father at home on Jiang Mochuan, because it really had nothing to do with Jiang Mochuan.
Instead, Chen Xi took Jiang Mochuan and sat beside him and introduced: "This is He Shuhao, a writer. The novels I read every day are written by him: I only met him after I came to Book Bar."
"This is my husband, Jiang Mochuan." Chen Xi didn't want Jiang Mochuan to be too embarrassed in front of an outsider, pointing to He Shuhao and explaining to Jiang Mochuan how she knew He Shuhao.
This has greatly satisfied Jiang Mochuan's vanity.
It also made He Shuhao realize that the marriage that Chen Xi said was true, and he was not joking.
"President Jiang, we met, do you remember?" He Shuhao and Jiang Mochuan both politely nodded to each other.
He Shuhao was the first to speak.
"Huh?" Jiang Mochuan couldn't remember where he had met He Shuhao.
"It's at Shansu's new book launch."
"You were his investor that day, did you forget?" He Shuhao said.
"Well, I know." Jiang Mochuan nodded.
The face of the iceberg that has not changed over the years makes Chen Xi feel that the atmosphere in front of him is embarrassing.
"By the way, I told He Shuhao here about the translation of his new book. I want to translate his new book into English." Chen Xi found a topic and said to Jiang Mochuan.
"No, you will be very tired." Jiang Mochuan ruthlessly rejected Chen Xi's idea in front of He Shuhao.
He Shuhao himself was embarrassed when he heard Jiang Mochuan's objection.
‘Boss, can you not veto it so quickly? ’
‘I’m also a well-known writer, can’t you give me some face? ’
He Shuhao thought sadly in his heart.