Reborn as a top-notch little wife

After not seeing Zhong Jiamu for a long time, Xi Changchang went to look for him.

In such a cold weather, Xi Changchang saw Zhong Jiamu wearing a summer shirt and watering the flowers on the window sill. He couldn't help complaining: "Are you possessed by evil spirits? Aren't you hot with so many clothes in the summer?"

Zhong Jiamu ignored her, glanced at her coldly and asked her to shut up.

Xi Changchang snarled, rolled her eyes at him, silently returned to the living room, and picked up the fork next to her.

After a long time, Zhong Jiamu came in after watering the flowers, took off his long sleeves, and blew the air conditioner in an extremely exaggerated manner.

This picture is too beautiful to bear to look at.

Xi Changchang was drinking water, but he spit out a mouthful of water and couldn't help laughing: "Are you sick?"

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a pair of deep eyes and said seriously: "This dress is what I wore when I first bought this potted flower. The flower will recognize its owner. If I wear this dress every time I water it,

, the flower will always regard me as its master, which makes it easier to live.

Is there such a thing?

Xi Changchang raised a surprised face, frowned slightly and thought for a while. No wonder the plants she raised before usually withered in a few weeks, and none of them lasted long. Is it for this reason?

Xi Changchang suddenly understood and was full of admiration for Zhong Jiamu. Suddenly he asked very seriously: "Then what do you mean, if I water the flowers instead, the flowers will die?"

"That's right." Mu Dingding of the Zhong family looked at her for a long time, then tugged at the corners of his lips and said, "You also have to look at the flowers."

Xi Changchang: “…………

What are these words? Although I am not particularly stunning in appearance, I will still be stopped by people handing out flyers when I dress up and walk on the street. This proves that I am so beautiful that it makes people laugh.

.Besides, after all, she is good at copying poems in literature and climbing trees in martial arts. She is so talented, but he dares to beat around the bush and hurt others.

Xi Changchang's pupils trembled violently. Just when he was about to retort, he heard Zhong Jiamu's cell phone ringing. He was speechless and could only roll his eyes to hold back and watch him answer the phone.

After a while, Zhong Jiamu answered the phone and told Xi Changchang that he was going to work at the crime scene immediately - although this was not his job and he could not drive her home. He also said that there was breakfast on the table that he ordered.

Let her go and have breakfast quickly.

When Xi Changchang heard that he was going to the crime scene, he felt extremely excited.

She is a big fan of "Sherlock" and is very interested in criminal psychology. If she can visit a crime scene in person in her lifetime, her reasoning heart will be satisfied.

After struggling in his heart for a minute, Xi Changchang pulled Zhong Jiamu's sleeve, opened his eyes wide, and begged: "Can you take me..."

At this time, Zhong Jiamu, who was holding a water-based pen and leaving flowing official calligraphy on the white paper, turned his head and glanced at her sideways after confirming that the address above was correct: "No."

"You..." Xi Changchang felt as if he had been hit by a sap, his face turning white and green from the pain.

She originally wanted to discuss with him about taking her to the scene, but she was rejected before she even opened her mouth. She immediately asked aggrievedly: "Why?"

"The body is still at the scene, aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Zhong Jiamu was silent, glanced at her, and said solemnly: "The crime scene is not something you can enter if you want. Even if I want to take you there, the office staff will not agree."

It makes sense to think about what he said, but from what I just eavesdropped on his phone, it is said that he is a specially hired expert. Since he is so powerful, it is not easy to bring someone in. It is obvious that he does not want to bring himself there. At least, let's get to know each other.

, this little help is not helpful, it is really an iceberg without any human touch.

Xi Changchang became a little angry, rolled his eyes, and said as if he was remembering something: "Forget it if you don't take me with you. The male god once told me that if I have anything to do, I will ask you for help. Since you don't help me, then I

Just call him and tell him."

Zhong Jiamu: "..."

Last night, the westerly wind withered the green trees all night, and the orange-red morning sun beat on the mountain ridge. In the mint-green breeze, Xi Changchang suddenly felt in a good mood. Because he successfully threatened Zhong Jiamu with the excuse of "telling the male god", he agreed to take him

He went to the crime scene himself, but warned her in advance not to cause trouble.

When we arrived at the crime scene, it was about ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was hanging above the weeping willows, and the rain and fog gradually dissipated.

Xi Changchang followed Zhong Jiamu out of the car. From a distance, he saw several criminal police officers walking towards him. However, when he saw the face of the leading office worker, Xi Changchang was still surprised. Because he was the one who was there that night.

The deputy captain of the criminal police whom he and Jiaming met at the police station.

Liu Tong came over, greeted Zhong Jiamu with a smile, and then focused his eyes on Xi Changchang's face. He was also slightly startled, looked at her in surprise, and asked Zhong Jiamu: "Who is she?"

"

Zhong Jiamu's face was extremely calm, and he said softly: "Little assistant."

Liu Tong was startled, and looked at Zhong Jiamu meaningfully, then looked at Xi Changchang, smiled with a clear look, and asked: "When did you recruit such a beautiful girl?"

Assistant, why didn’t I know?”

Zhong Jiamu's expression was stern, he glanced at Xi Changchang arrogantly and said, "Just now."

After saying that, he didn't care, calmly and calmly opened his long legs and walked towards the scene ahead.

Xi Changchang smiled, quickly stretched out his hand to Liu Tong and said, "Hello, my name is Xi Changchang."

"Hello," Liu Tong smiled and shook hands, "I'm Liu Tong."

Xi Changchang thought for a while and said, "Thank you for letting me and Lele go that night."

Liu Tong narrowed his eyes slightly: "No need to thank me, you didn't commit any crime at all." He paused, "But the world is such a small place, you actually know Zhong Jiamu."

"Coincidence, coincidence," Xi Changchang said with a smile, "Have you known him for a long time?"

"We are good brothers who grew up together," Liu Tong raised her beautiful peach blossom eyes and asked with a smile, "You shouldn't be his little assistant, right? I think you should be his little girlfriend, no.

I think this guy moves very fast."

Xi Changchang was startled and waved his hands awkwardly: "No, no, no, I'm not his girlfriend, nor his assistant, I'm his sister-in-law, and I asked him to take me to see him today."

"Really?" Liu Tong smiled implicitly, "Then you are a very brave little girl?"

Xi Changchang smiled and just nodded.

The two talked as they walked, and after a long time, they arrived at the crime scene surrounded by guardrails.

I saw Zhong Jiamu wearing a white coat, with a mask covering half of his face. Only thick black eyebrows could be seen, like canyons inlaid with deep eyes. The collar of the white coat was slightly wrinkled, revealing the

The top button of a fine-quality white shirt was carefully buttoned. Wearing gloves, he was inspecting the scene and carefully examining the deceased.

Xi Changchang originally thought that after watching so many heavy-hitting American dramas and movies, such as the forbidden movies "Mermaid in the Sewer", "Two Women in a Drink", "I Spit on Your Grave"... he should have become immune to all kinds of weird corpses.

She wasn't afraid, but she overestimated herself. After all, there was a huge difference between movies and reality.

The limbs and faces of the corpses at the scene have begun to rot, and corpse spots have appeared. One can smell the unpleasant corpse odor, which is disgusting.

Xi Changchang covered his mouth to hold back the feeling of vomiting, and quickly moved away from the scene. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and hid in Zhong Jiamu's car. Unexpectedly, he was so cowardly, Xi Changchang was already mentally prepared

Get ready and wait for Zhong Jiamu to ridicule her.

However, she didn't expect that after staying in the car for almost an hour before Zhong Jiamu came out, Xi Changchang felt so panicked that she had no choice but to get out of the car.

She was curious about the results of Zhong Jiamu's appraisal, so she walked towards the scene. Unexpectedly, as soon as she arrived, she heard from a distance that Zhong Jiamu was surrounded by several criminal policemen led by Liu Tong. His expression was cold and his eyes were like

They are thin clouds in the sky, without focus.

Zhong Jiamu is reporting work seriously:

"The corpse is estimated to have been dead for about a week, and the abdomen was cross-cut. The specific test results need to wait for further analysis."

After everyone heard this, their faces turned a little pale.

Liu Tong frowned and said: "The death method of this female corpse is exactly the same as the previous one. It is very likely that the murderer is the same person."

Zhong Jiamu's eyes moved slightly and he said in a deep voice: "There is a little difference."

Hearing this, Liu Tong was startled and asked quickly: "What's the difference?"

Zhong Jiamu thought for a moment and said: "There is a very small tattoo on the back of this corpse."

"Tattoos?!" Liu Tong asked with a bit of surprise, "Where are they?" After saying that, he hurried forward and looked carefully at the back of the female corpse. After a long while, he finally found a series of very small tattoos, which could not be noticed without looking carefully.

Liu Tong asked, "What does this mean?"

"Morse code," Zhong Jiamu's face, as finely carved as ice, remained expressionless.

Morse code?! Hearing this, Xi Changchang was really surprised. Zhong Jiamu actually knew Morse code! Isn't this a special function that only those agents in the past had? Zhong Jiamu is really a modern person.

A person, not someone who came from time travel? It’s so surprising. He is refreshing Xi Changchang’s knowledge every moment. It’s like a black hole, which is both dangerous and mysterious. It makes people full of curiosity and can’t help but

near.

Like Xi Changchang, the office workers around him had eyes full of disbelief and surprise. One office worker couldn't help but ask: "Morse code? The murderer can actually know Morse code?!"

Liu Tong also asked: "Did the murderer want to convey some message by leaving this '1'?"

"Only he knows what message the murderer wants to convey," Zhong Jiamu took off his gloves and white coat, handed it to Liu Tong, and said lightly, "It is not my job to investigate the case. I can take a look.

This is a great honor to you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked forward with his long legs.

Liu Tong quickly stopped him: "Hey, don't leave. Although this is not your job, we are still brothers, but you don't want to help me analyze it?"

Zhong Jiamu replied without replying: "I'm just a lawyer, not a god. I can't help you."

Seeing him leaving, Xi Changchang also smiled at Liu Tong, made a goodbye gesture, and quickly followed him.

As soon as he got back to the car, Xi Changchang felt a surge in his heart. He looked at Zhong Jiamu with admiration and asked, "Do you know Morse code?"

Zhong Jiamu nodded to her while reversing the car.

Xi Changchang laughed twice and said, "You are so awesome. I want to learn such a cool skill. Can you teach me?"

"What are you studying for?" Zhong Jiamu glanced at her coldly.

Xi Changchang blinked and said seriously: "Let more people worship me."

Zhong Jiamu stared at her motionlessly, looking at her with his narrow eyes for a long time as if he were looking at a monster, then sneered and said, "If it's for this, I advise you not to study.

You can’t learn.”

"Why?"

Zhong Jiamu's gloomy but incomparably handsome face remained expressionless. He glanced at her coldly and said in a deep voice, "Because you are stupid."

"You..." Xi Changchang's face turned green and white, and the temples on his forehead jumped extremely happily, and he asked him angrily,

"What if I learn it? Do you dare to bet with me!"

Zhong Jiamu, who was still very cold just now, had a smile on his lips: "What are you betting on?"

Xi Changchang thought for a long time and said: "If I learn it, you can do whatever I ask you to do. On the contrary, if I can't learn it, I can do whatever you ask me to do."

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyebrows and gave her a rare chuckle: "It's a deal."

Seeing Zhong Jiamu agreeing to the bet so happily, Xi Changchang was a little timid for a moment, and suddenly regretted it. She was usually the type to ignore the rush when her blood surged, but now she calmed down and found that the situation was very unfavorable to her. Because,

She was a bad student, and she got a perfect 10 in math back then...

Although something like Morse code has nothing to do with mathematics, it relies on memorization. For a lazy person like her, it is really unrealistic to persist.

She sighed silently, and then sighed silently. It should be noted that Xi Changchang is a person who has a beginning and an end. He has to jump out of the hole he dug himself.

Although it felt like the trap was certain and the bet seemed certain to be lost, Xi Changchang could only pray that the posture of jumping would not be too ugly.

At nine o'clock in the morning, summer lotuses are floating on the water, the sun shines through the leafy trees, and a breeze blows, casting sparkling light spots on the lake.

On the way to work on Monday, Xi Changchang saw the office workers on the subway. Their eyes were full of exhaustion and they were yawning constantly. For some reason, she was also a little sleepy and felt hazy all morning. Finally, she managed to hold on until noon.

I was too lazy to eat. I just wanted to lie down on the table and take a nap, but as soon as I got off work, I was dragged to the restaurant by Zhao Yining.

Zhao Yining, who was sitting on a chair with a dinner plate and just stuffed a mouthful of sweet and sour pork ribs into her mouth, smiled wildly at Xi Changchang and asked: "You haven't contacted me these days, don't you have something to say to me?"

Explain?"

"What's there to explain?" Xi Changchang narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "But..."

"But what?" Zhao Yining asked in surprise, "And my male god..."

Xi Changchang leaned into her ear and whispered everything that happened with Zhong Jiamu.

After hearing this, Zhao Yining was stunned and said in surprise: "What? You want to learn Morse code?"

Because the sound was too loud, all the colleagues around him turned around to look at Xi Changchang as if they had agreed.

Xi Changchang looked at the people around him awkwardly, quickly covered Zhao Yining's mouth with his hand, and said in a panic: "Keep your voice down."

"Okay, you!" Zhao Yining smiled extremely cheerfully, "I never thought that a mentally retarded young boy could be so stubborn at heart, hahaha!

Xi Changchang was speechless and rolled his eyes at her: "What kind of retard is this? I am forced to be helpless. After all, this is my first time to take the initiative to learn, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yining, who was drinking soup, spat out all the soup in his mouth.

Xi Changchang smiled and said seriously: "What I said is true."

In the afternoon, work suddenly became busy. Xi Changchang was so busy that he didn't even drink a sip of water, so he could only complain silently that this was an evil Monday.

However, I didn’t expect that the next week would be dizzyingly busy. Because the company decided to shoot an advertisement, after several departments held a meeting, the director assigned Xi Changchang to be responsible for writing the script. So, various modifications followed.

…

I was busy like this until Thursday when the script was finalized and it was finally over.

As soon as she relaxed, Xi Changchang started fishing in her spare time at work. When she was browsing Moments, she saw a Japanese food restaurant posted by a friend, which looked very popular. She was very hungry at the time, so she retweeted it and said, "I really want to eat it."

Half an hour later, he opened it again and found several comments. Xi Changchang opened it casually, and was surprised to find that Zhong Jiamu's profile picture was among them.

She stared in her heart, and she immediately became energetic. With her eyes wide open, she saw Zhong Jiamu asking for the address of this Japanese food shop: "Where is it?"

Xi Changchang stroked his forehead and thought for a while, then laughed a few times and replied with a few words with his fingers: "What are you doing? Do you want to invite me?"

As a result, when Xi Changchang was about to get off work, his cell phone rang. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a message from Zhong Jiamu.

He asked: "What are you doing later?" He also sent a built-in emoticon from the WeChat system, which was the third one in the WeChat system, and his dancing movements were extremely funny.

Xi Changchang found it funny inexplicably. How could anyone post such an expression nowadays? Didn’t he even have an emoticon? It turned out later that Zhong Jiamu really didn’t have an emoticon. Later, all the emoticons saved in his phone were

It was sent to him by Xi Changchang.

At that time, middle-aged and elderly emoticons were particularly popular, so Xi Changchang sent the "Hello, friend, my friend is eating fruit" emoji to Zhong Jiamu, and then said: "I don't know what to do."

For a long time, Zhong Jiamu even complained about her using the expressions of middle-aged and elderly people who are following the trend. Through the mobile phone screen, Xi Changchang could feel that Zhong Jiamu looked coldly contemptuous of herself, so she couldn't help but laugh.

She pondered for a while and asked: "What about you, what are you going to do later?"

After almost a minute, Zhong Jiamu replied: "I made an appointment with a good brother to have dinner together. Do you want to come along?"

Nonsense, of course she wanted to go together. But since he was having dinner with friends, wouldn't it be bad for her to go with him? Xi Changchang weighed it in his mind and was about to refuse, but Zhong Jiamu didn't wait for her reply whether he wanted to go or not.

, just said he would wait in the car for her to get off work.

Then he sent her the address of the restaurant where he would eat.

Xi Changchang took a closer look and saw that this restaurant turned out to be the same Japanese restaurant that she forwarded on her WeChat Moments yesterday that she wanted to eat. It was a terrible coincidence.

The twilight is closing, and the night is getting darker, as if the greenery is slowly spreading around the moss courtyard, and there are wisps of twilight everywhere.

It was already time to get off work. Due to the weekend, all the colleagues in the company had left, and the huge space seemed unusually quiet.

Originally, Xi Changchang had already packed her things and went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. She was waiting for 6:15 to rush to Zhong Jiamu's car.

Unexpectedly, at 5:59, the male colleague who confessed his love to her last time with Lily came over and told her to wait for a while before getting off work. There was something in the script that needed to be revised, and they had to open a script together.

meeting.

His heart pounded, and Xi Changchang froze instantly as if he had been poured a basin of ice water on him.

This script has obviously been decided by the director, why would he, a member of the marketing department, interfere? Besides, they were already off work, so they didn’t tell me sooner or later. It was obvious that this was done on purpose.

At this moment, Xi Changchang looked at the documents piled up in front of him and his colleagues who were chatting with a sad face, feeling very tired and reluctant.

Xi Changchang could only keep vomiting his bitterness in his heart, silently cursed, and then cursed again.

Mental retardation.

Seeing that the meeting had lasted for half an hour with no sign of ending, Xi Changchang was afraid that Zhong Jiamu would be impatient with the waiting, and he looked like he didn't want to stop. Xi Changchang coughed at the corner of his mouth and said without holding back.

: "I'm in a hurry right now. Can we discuss the specific changes on Monday?"

The gushing colleague was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "Are you in a hurry to meet the man?"

Xi Changchang's mouth twitched, his expression looked like he had swallowed a smelly fish that died on the beach, and he said coldly: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

As the conversation continued freely, she ignored him and walked out of the conference room.

I took my bag and walked out of the office, but I saw my male colleague still waiting at the elevator entrance. When he saw Xi Changchang coming, he stepped forward to stop her and said, "I'll go with you."

Xi Changchang had a livid face and said with disgust: "Sorry, I don't want to go with you." Pushing him away, Xi Changchang walked to another elevator. Unexpectedly, she stepped into the elevator with her front foot.

, the male colleague with a gloomy look followed him.

Therefore, Xi Changchang had to breathe the same turbid air with him again.

But he didn't expect that the other party had been talking next to Xi Changchang. Xi Changchang echoed impatiently, but he didn't feel the rolling of her eyes at all, and still talked to her tirelessly.

After a long time, Xi Changchang finally reached downstairs. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally getting rid of him. He actually reached out to stop Xi Changchang again.

Xi Changchang instantly felt that his blood was extremely high. With a straight face, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked angrily: "What on earth are you going to do?"

The male colleague frowned and said, "Xi Changchang, I really like you, how can you get along with me?"

Xi Changchang glanced at the moon blocked by the branches in the night sky, thought for a while, and said coldly: "I know you have something to say to me, but I don't want to hear it. I know you like me, but please

Bear with me, I don't like you. You are not in my future, and I will not attend your future life. I will not come to you, and please don't disturb me. From now on, we are passers-by."

The male colleague's face turned from pale to gray in an instant, his eyes could not stop trembling, he looked like he was about to speak, but he opened his mouth but said nothing. After a long time, he took a step back and gave way to Xi Changchang: "

Be careful when you go back."

At this moment, Xi Changchang couldn't help but sigh, how did that sentence come about? What is superfluous? A cotton-padded jacket in summer, a cattail leaf fan in winter, and your diligence.

Under the dim moonlight, Xi Changchang's expression was calm. She just looked at him with a sarcastic smile, then turned and left.

Zhong Jiamu's car is not there.

Where are you?

Unexpectedly, there was no reply when he said these words. It was like throwing a stone into the sea, causing slight ripples, and the sea surface returned to calm.

So, in the remaining hour, Xi Changchang checked her phone hundreds of times and refreshed her circle of friends 101 times, but still no reply from Zhong Jiamu.

Before going to bed, Xi Changchang was furious. She threw her phone into her bag and vowed to take another look. She was a fool.

Well, generally for people who don't reply, she will treat them as dogs.

At sunset, patches of dim yellow cloud dew at the end of the sky are like flames, reflecting on the water. Several Suzhou sparrows with dark brown tail feathers stand on the French plane trees, emitting a sweet chirp. A silver-white car has just driven away.

As soon as I walked away, they were startled, and they let out a long and mournful cry, fluttering their wings and flying away into the distance.

Friday arrived in a blink of an eye. Maybe because it was the weekend soon, everyone seemed to be in a happy mood.

She gets off work in an hour, and Xi Changchang is video chatting with Jiaming on WeChat to discuss where to eat, and the two of them browse all kinds of delicious food online.

"Hey, this is good, this is good. Isn't durian pizza very popular recently?" Jiaming excitedly sent a message to Xi Changchang and said, "Shall we go here to eat?"

Xi Changchang asked her in confusion: "Don't you hate eating durian?"

"That's right...I can't stand the smell." Jiaming replied.

"Where to go? What you want to eat can be included in the top ten tortures. It's too painful." Xi Changchang shook his head, lying on the seat and said, "You choose, you can eat whatever you want..."

Jiaming rolled his eyes at her and said, "Then you will give me this torture?"

Xi Changchang laughed twice, hugged Jiaming, and said, "Our family is the best. If only you were a man, I promise to marry you!"

"Come on, you..." Jiaming pushed her away in disgust and said with a smile, "You have your own male gods. If I become a male, can I still be in your eyes?"

"That's right, the male idol is my male idol..." Xi Changchang was talking enthusiastically, but unexpectedly Jiaming's expression suddenly changed and he kept winking at her on the phone.

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment, thinking that the leader was coming. He quickly understood and shut up and looked back, but a bolt of lightning suddenly struck Tianling Gai. She was struck dumbly. She rubbed her eyes and saw clearly the person standing behind her.

The person turned out to be Zhong Jiamu.

It's terrible to see his face look so good.

Cough, Xi Changchang was speechless, the veins on her forehead twitched, and her little heart was beating fast. She thought about it in her heart, could he have heard what she just said? So she trembled

Throat, waved to Zhong Jiamu, smiled dryly and said: "Hi..."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at her expressionlessly, raised his eyebrows, and went straight upstairs. The whole process was like a walking iceberg, completely ignoring Xi Changchang who was raising her hand to greet him, but at this moment, she was petrified.

.

Xi Changchang was stunned.

Jiaming was also stunned.

Well, although Xi Changchang is a little embarrassed about this obviously selective neglect, Xi Changchang has never cared much about it, because he is thick-skinned and cannot penetrate the cannons of the ten thousand-year city wall.

After a while, Xi Changchang returned to his seat.