His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1046

Qian Miao walked back slowly, lowered her head to look at her feet, and suddenly, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.

Before she raised her head, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she looked at the man in front of her.

In Feng Xian's hand, he was holding a rather thick stack of ordered documents. On the cover was written the word "Volume 2", which was a new chapter he had written for a day, and he continued to write the ones he had written last night. I took it out, not wanting to keep her waiting.

Just about to speak, but seeing the tiredness in her eyes, she froze for a moment, brushed her hair, and asked softly, "What did grandpa tell you?"

Qian Miao smiled, a little tired.

"Borrow it."

"Um?"

She didn't speak, she leaned over, wrapped her hands around his waist, and hugged him gently. His face rested on his shoulder, his eyes were closed peacefully, like a sleeping human elf.

After the man was surprised, his eyes showed a warm and tolerant smile, and he gently rubbed her head with his hands.

"Grandpa has wronged you?" He asked softly.

Qian Miao let go of him, raised her head and asked him, "I seem to have been wronged?"

"I'm so wronged." He lowered his head and looked into her eyes: "Look, I'm going to cry."

Qian Miao squinted her eyes: "I didn't cry when you cried."

"Tell me, what did grandpa tell you?" His tone was soft, with the feeling of coaxing a child.

Qian Miao opened her eyes, stepped forward, and said lightly, "Secret."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the new chapter in his arms to read: "At this speed, can it be finished tomorrow?"

"Miaomiao, don't change the subject, what did grandpa tell you?"

"I told you it's a secret, don't ask." There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel that the secret was beautiful.

He smiled and didn't ask her again.

"It's not over yet." He returned to her question just now, "I really want to know, I can tell it to you as a bedtime story."

In the second half of the sentence, he was joking.

"Okay, let's start tonight," she said.

There was a look of surprise in the man's eyes.

"On the phone," she added.

The man smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"I'm afraid I'll eat you." Qian Miao repeated his words with an affirmative tone. -

The Yun family, after dinner, the old lady sent the Tong family to the door, and then happily went upstairs.

When he reached the stairs, he ran into Yun Guan who was hurrying downstairs.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

"Uh, I'll go out for a while!" Yun Guan looked guilty, and quickly went downstairs without even looking at her mother.

After arriving at the garage, his cell phone rang.

He looked around before picking it up.

"Husband, do you still want to come here?" A soft female voice came, and his body was crisp to the bone.

"Oh, I'm already on my way. There is a party at home tonight. Didn't I tell you before? Be good, I'll be right there."

As soon as the phone was hung up, he went to open the car door.

"husband."

"what!"

A cold sweat broke out.

He looked up and saw his wife on the balcony on the second floor, his heart jumped in his throat immediately!

The wife was suspicious: "Didn't you say that the customer is in a hurry? Why are you still here?"

His stiff smile suddenly loosened: "Well, I'm going right away, right away!"

In the old lady's room.

The old lady sat by the bed, looked at the photo of her deceased wife and said with a smile: "It's all right now, the Yun family can turn around, and you will bless our son to make the Yun family bigger."

After finishing speaking, she put the photos away and opened the drawer. Suddenly, she was attracted by a box.

"what?"

She took out the things, opened them curiously, and saw a stack of letters.

"Where did these come from?"

Opening one out of curiosity, her calm face was suddenly startled, as if she had seen a scourge, and she swung the whole box away.

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(Review of the previous article: The heroine always asked the same question when the hero confessed: Would you like to die for her.)

(I finish today, see you tomorrow)