The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming's back. This time, she was truly astonished. She and Xi Heming lived under the same roof. The scenes of each other were often staged at home. They were like each other’s nemesis, and they felt guilty at first glance. . The only time the two were peacefully together, one was when they were sitting on the terrace eating skewers, and the other was during the weekend when he heard himself introduce professional robots in the industry. However, Jiang Wanwan felt that these two times were special circumstances. The first time was that Xi Heming didn't want to care about her drunk. The second Jiang Wanwan felt that Xi Heming agreed with Jiangcheng Technology's robot products, so he listened carefully.

As far as the relationship between the two is concerned, although it is not unfamiliar, it is only as close as possible. How could Xi Heming suddenly prepare a foot bath for her so considerately? Isn't this like President Xi's style of acting?

But looking down at the big bucket of warm water emitting a faint medicine box, Jiang Wanwan felt that her feet seemed to be more swollen than before, and she didn’t think too much. She rushed back to the room, took off her professional suit, and put on a comfortable one. The clothes went back to the living room again.

The comfortable and luxurious massage chair was quietly placed next to the sofa, and the foot bath barrel was placed in front of the massage chair. The water temperature in the barrel reached forty degrees, and small bubbles were gurgling along with the rotation of the massage roller.

Jiang Wanwan sat on the massage chair and carefully placed her feet in the foot bath tub. The hot water wrapped her feet tightly and moisturized every inch of skin on her feet. The massage chair behind her was kneading and squeezing. It was rolling and pressing, every muscle in the body was comforted, Jiang Wanwan sighed very comfortably.

Not to mention it's really comfortable.

Jiang Wanwan thought for a while and wanted to take out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Xi Heming; thank you.

After waiting for a long time, Xi Heming didn't reply. Jiang Wanwan was used to his attitude. She put her phone aside and closed her eyes to enjoy the massage.

Jiang Wanwan prepared materials in the morning and held a three-hour meeting with the Xi's Group in the afternoon, sending them away and devoting them to R&D work. Both physically and mentally, they were extremely exhausted. After closing his eyes for a while, Jiang Wanwan fell asleep.

As time passed, Xi Heming took his mobile phone and looked at the text messages Jiang Wanwan had sent to him. Speaking of it, he didn’t understand why he prepared a massage chair and a foot bath for Jiang Wanwan. He might have watched Jiang Wanwan’s feet sore because of standing in high heels for too long. It feels particularly dazzling.

This woman is really getting more and more incomprehensible. She obviously wanted to be a wealthy wife before getting married, but she dismissed the status of a wealthy wife after getting married. She worked hard to start a business and worked overtime until midnight.

He was so crazy that he waited from dinner until now, just to give her the massage chair and foot bath.

Xi Heming sat up anxiously. He felt that his actions in the past two days became less and less of a sensible and calm corporate manager. He put aside tens of billions of investment projects and did not deal with it. , And even in the case that Jiangcheng Technology has no finished products, notified its subordinates to leave the contract with Jiangcheng Technology...

If someone said a few months ago that he would make such a decision, he would definitely give the other party a cold snort of disdain. Xi Heming's ability to develop the Xi Group from a second-rate domestic enterprise to its present level in just a few years relied on a cold sense of reason, and the two words "renqing" have never existed in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he changed his usual style today because of Jiang Wanwan.

Xi Heming turned on the air conditioner and stood up. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtains. Looking at the starry night in front of him, his disturbed thoughts gradually calmed down.

In fact, it’s not a big deal. It’s just a contract worth millions and tens of millions, and it’s not a particularly important joint project. No matter which company it has on the Xi’s Group, there is no need to waste it. Your perfect work and rest time.

After taking a deep breath, Xi Heming closed the curtains when he felt he wanted to understand, but when he was about to return to the bed, Xi Heming paused, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the door.

In the midst of her busy schedule, she still remembered to give her a gift to relieve her fatigue. He wanted to see if she wasted her pains.

If you dare not use it, hum, the contract is cancelled!

Opening the door, the bright light outside made the corners of Xi Heming's mouth a little more proud, but after walking out of the door to the living room, Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan who was asleep on the massage chair. Up...

Is it so comfortable? All massaged until I fell asleep!

Xi Heming walked up to Jiang Wanwan and looked at her condescendingly.

At this time, Jiang Wanwan had changed into home clothes, and the delicate makeup on her face was also removed. Instead of the appearance of an elite in the daytime, she was rather delicate and charming as a little girl.

She slept very well, with a natural crimson on her white skin, her long eyelashes quietly curled up, and her moist mouth pursed slightly. It seems that because of her uncomfortable posture, she frowned, and she could see her fatigue from her sleep.

Xi Heming couldn't help but think of her energetic bickering with herself when she just moved in. She looked full of energy at that time, as if the incarnation of fighting and defeating the Buddha, and she could return every word he said. The Jiang Xiaoyi she researched and developed also had the same virtue as her. He was obviously only artificial intelligence, but his mouth was better than ordinary people. He had never seen a robot that could quarrel like that.

Xi Heming couldn't help but chuckled, watching Jiang Wanwan's eyes soften a bit, thinking of the scene where he and her were pinching each other since marriage, he couldn't help but shook his head. The little girl is still so happy after quarreling.

Xi Heming bent his index finger and tapped on Jiang Wanwan's forehead twice: "Hey, get up."

Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and pursed her mouth and twisted her body, turning her head to the other side, as if sleeping better.

Seeing her like this, Xi Heming remembered the scene where the two of them ate barbecue on the terrace last time. That time Jiang Wanwan obviously couldn't get up because she was drunk. This time she just soaked her feet. Why did she sleep so hard?

Xi Heming bent down helplessly, stretched out his hand to pinch Jiang Wanwan's face and tugged twice: "Jiang Wanwan, are you a pig? You are up."

"Yeah~~" Jiang Wanwan closed his eyes and hummed twice. She raised her arm and hit the back of Xi Heming's hand with great precision, but there was no sign that she would wake up.

Xi Heming let go and looked at the clear red handprints on Jiang Wanwan's face. For the first time, he felt a sense of guilty conscience. He subconsciously reached out and rubbed her twice.

The warm fingers touched Jiang Wanwan's smooth face, and the soft touch made Xi Heming's heart tremble, and his fingers retracted as if they were electrocuted.

Xi Heming coughed slightly unnaturally, feeling a little abrupt when he rubbed the girl's face like this, but the woman in front of him who couldn't wake up when she fell asleep really made him helpless.

Wouldn't you have to give her back to the room with a half-support and a half-hugging?

Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan unable to scream, and felt a little regretful for giving her these two gifts.

After turning around twice in the living room, Xi Heming walked up to Jiang Wanwan again, holding her two hands on Jiang Wanwan's shoulders and helping her to sit up.

Jiang Wanwan was paralyzed on Xi Heming's hand. Although she leaned back without any support, she still slept extremely sweetly.

Xi Heming felt that he was about to kneel for her. He used to hear that some people couldn't wake up in an earthquake, and he felt exaggerated. Now he has discovered that there is such a **** of sleep!

Reluctantly placed his arm behind her, and the other hand hugged her leg socket, Xi Heming felt that he didn't use much force to hug Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan, who was half lying in Xi Heming's arms, moved a little bit. Xi Heming looked at her extremely expectantly. She would just throw her down as soon as she opened her eyes. It's a pity that Jiang Wanwan rubbed her head twice, and found a comfortable posture and didn't move anymore, as if she slept more soundly than before.

Xi Heming: "..."

With a helpless sigh, Xi Heming hugged Jiang Wanwan and walked to the door of her room. He lifted up his long legs and kicked it slightly, and the concealed door opened.

Xi Heming walked to the bed, and just about to put Jiang Wanwan on the bed, he saw that her feet were still dripping. Xi Heming's movements stopped, and a tangled expression appeared on his face.

Throwing Jiang Wanwan on the bed according to his thoughts and covering her with a quilt by the way is already a great compassion. Wiping someone's feet is definitely not something he can do; but if he really wants to throw it up like this, his cleanliness is really tolerable. Nothing like this can happen.

Looking at Jiang Wanwan, who was sleeping in his arms, Xi Heming grumbled his teeth in regret. Why did he give her a foot bath so kindly? Isn't this just looking for trouble by yourself?

Depressed, most of Jiang Wanwan's body was placed on the bed, Xi Heming calmly went to the bathroom and took out a bath towel, wrapped Jiang Wanwan's white and tender feet and wiped it a few times, throwing the bath towel into the laundry basket with a look of disgust. When Xi Heming went to the bathroom to wash his hands and came out again, Jiang Wanwan had already rolled into the middle of the bed to find a comfortable position, and even wrapped herself in an air conditioner.

Xi Heming was all amused. If it weren't for Jiang Wanwan's steady breathing and her eyelashes not trembling, he would suspect that she was pretending to be asleep.

Seeing Jiang Wanwan's sleeping face, Xi Heming felt that he had been worrying too much for her this time, and he almost didn't recognize himself.

Rubbing his dizzy temples, Xi Heming's sleepiness also surged up. He threw his inexplicable heart behind him, and yawned to help Jiang Wanwan turn off the light.

"Jiang Wanwan, this is the last time, don't expect me to help you next time."

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The sunlight came in from the window and fell on Jiang Wanwan's face, covering her with a pale golden veil. As the sun became more and more abundant, Jiang Wanwan, who was asleep, was finally awakened by the abundant sunlight. After she opened her eyes, she realized that it was already bright.

Jiang Wanwan sat up and yawned while rubbing her hair. Her mouth was half opened and she suddenly stopped. She seemed to be asleep when she soaked her feet last night.

She turned on the air conditioner and looked down at herself. She was still wearing the home clothes she changed before soaking her feet. She didn't change her pajamas or even the underwear inside.

Wouldn't it be Xi Heming who brought her back?

As soon as this thought arose, Jiang Wanwan shook her head immediately. Last time when she was drunk, Xi Heming dragged her back to the room with a look of disgust. How could he take her back to the room? Besides, it was already midnight when she soaked her feet, and Xi Heming had already returned to the room to rest.

Jiang Wanwan bit her lip tangledly, and when she was about to get out of bed, she looked around and found that there were no slippers around the bed.

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

If I go, is it really Xi Heming?

She couldn't find her mobile phone without taking off her shoes. Jiang Wanwan had to press the call bell. Soon Aunt Wang knocked on the door and came in. She smiled and asked, "What do you want to eat in the morning, Madam?"

Jiang Wanwan sat on the bed and asked entangledly: "Aunt Wang, have you seen my mobile phone and slippers?"

"I saw it. It's next to the footbath." Aunt Wang turned and went out. After a while, she took Jiang Wanwan's slippers and put them by the bed, and handed her Jiang Wanwan's mobile phone: "You freshen up first, and I'll prepare breakfast. "

Aunt Wang went out and closed the door. Jiang Wanwan, who stayed alone in the room, showed an awkward look on her face, and the emotions in her heart were also very complicated, a little embarrassing and a little grateful.

Although the two often faced each other for tit-for-tat, Xi Heming sent her back to the room, and she had to thank her personally.

After hesitating again and again between choosing to call or send a text message, Jiang Wanwan still sent a text message: "Mr. Xi, you sent me back to the room last night? Thank you!"

Less than half a minute after the message was sent, Xi Heming's call came back. Jiang Wanwan answered nervously, and when she was embarrassed to repeat her thanks, she listened to Xi Heming's sneer on the phone.

"Jiang Wanwan, you are a pig, you can't wake up no matter what I told you last night. You didn't wake up when I went out at 8 o'clock this morning, you really convinced you. Thank you, you don't have to, if you are not afraid that you will delay our company I’m not too lazy to care about orders for professional robots in the industry."

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

I'm really touched in just three seconds, Xi Heming, you're so big that you haven't been beaten to death, fortune telling you!

Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes and took back all the mixed feelings: "Goodbye!"

"Wait!" Xi Heming hesitated for a moment, his voice obviously less confident than before: "You add me to WeChat!"

Jiang Wanwan was stunned: "Why should I add your WeChat?"

Xi Heming, who was stunned, immediately became energetic: "You are ashamed to say that you are the boss of a technology company, what age are you still using text messages. Hurry up and add me WeChat, which is my mobile phone number, and I will pass it for you!"

After Xi Heming finished talking and hung up the phone, Jiang Wanwan laughed angrily at the tone of his gift. She wanted to ignore him. However, thinking that there are a lot of things that the two need to communicate in the future, whether it is products or entertainment, she reluctantly. Added Xi Heming's WeChat.

Sure enough, as Xi Heming said, he quickly passed the verification of his friends, and sent a rather disgusting voice by the way: "Jiang Wanwan, don't expect me to make an exception for you next time!"

Jiang Wanwan: "???"

No, what example did you break for me?

Jiang Wanwan shook her head and left the matter behind and went to the bathroom to wash up. After half an hour she came out of the bathroom, just in time to hear the phone sing crazy.

While wiping her hair, she looked at the screen. It was Meng Yuming's call. Jiang Wanwan swiped the answer button. Before she could speak, she heard Meng Yuming's happy voice: "Mr. Jiang, the Xi Group just contacted us and said that we would extend another one. Months of research and development time, product customization requirements will also be passed to us today. Listen to what the other party means, as long as we make a customized robot for Xi within three months, the other party will directly sign a contract with us."

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

President Xi, is there no exception to what you just said?