Chapter 702: Don't touch ...

She thinks Zhou Yiheng is actually quite interesting. Since he wants to drink chicken soup so much, it doesn't matter if he drinks it ...
Big deal, she will go back and do more for him!
"Cousin is still reasonable!" Zhou Yiheng aside quickly nodded in agreement.
Jiang Beihan glanced at him with a cold eye.
Drinking his wife's soup?
Don't even think about it!
"Ah ... I almost forgot about the business. Today, there is a girl going to celebrate her birthday. I'm going on a date, and I'm going to take a step first."
As soon as Zhou Yiheng left, the office was quiet again.
By the time Song Wenxin responded, the soup in the bowl had been drunk by Jiang Beihan.
She returned to God, and quickly offered him again, watching his appetite, Song Wen heart full of satisfaction.
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Suburban villa.
Qiao Weiwei lay in the bedroom for one morning, and since she woke up, she hasn't seen Jiang Beimo, which made her fear in her mind slightly less.
However, looking at the scenery outside the window, she did not know when she could leave here and when she would end this marriage!
While she was staring out of the window, a servant came in suddenly.
"Grandma, it's lunch time. May I help you downstairs for lunch?" The maid walked to the bed and said politely.
"I don't want to eat ..." Qiao Weiwei shook her head subconsciously when she was going downstairs.
After hearing what she said, the servant nodded slightly, and then stepped back.
After a while, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Jiang Beimo strode in, and as soon as he came in, he saw Qiao Weiwei leaning against the bed and staring out the window in a daze.
He stopped by the bed.
"Why don't you want to eat?"
Compared to last night's attitude, his attitude today is inexplicably softer.
"If you don't want it, you don't want it. There is no reason why you didn't do it before." Qiao Weiwei turned to look at him.
Before he returned to Jiang's house, she would cook and prepare dinner for him carefully, but he always left without wanting to eat ...
She knew that he didn't want to eat, but just went out to eat with his so-called friends.
Listening to her words, Jiang Beimo could not help frowning. She always remembered these things?
He gazed at her for a moment, then didn't say anything anymore, but walked forward directly, bent over and hugged her from the bed.
"Don't touch ..." Qiao Weiwei struggled subconsciously, but frowned at the wound on her neck.
"What's wrong?" When he saw this, he looked nervously at her neck.
The wound on her neck was stitched to the emergency department, and was wrapped with gauze. After seeing no bleeding from the gauze, Jiang Beimo looked away.
"I'll go by myself, you let me down." Qiao Weiwei calmed down and said to him calmly.
She finally found out that she could not anger him, which was not a good thing for her!
Seeing that she was finally willing to go for lunch, Jiang Beimo no longer hugged her, but bent down and set her down.
Qiao Weiwei slowly moved her body and walked forward. Although her feet still hurt, she was at least a little better than before. It was no problem to walk lightly.
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Jiang Beimo stopped in place, watching her embarrassedly walking forward, and finally couldn't help coming forward, reaching out to support her waist, trying to help her go!