The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows and looked at Xi Heming uncomfortably: "You are smart in the world, right? Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't fight for a few days, and find fault when you come back?"

Seeing Jiang Wanwan's unpleasant aura exuding all over him, Xi Heming felt very helpless. It seemed that his image in Jiang Wanwan's heart would be difficult to reverse for a while. He simply ended the topic and handed the gift bag in his hand to Jiang Wanwan: "A gift for you."

"Gift?" Jiang Wanwan was really surprised this time, even a little dazed: "You gave me a gift? Brother, you don't have a fever, right?"

"This time you are looking for the fault." Xi Heming turned a little uncomfortably away, his ears were a little hot: "Can I not give you gifts? For Yu Gong, our two companies are close partners; Yu Privately, we live under the same roof anyway, and as a couple, it’s not normal for me to give you a gift."

Jiang Wanwan hesitated for a moment: "It seems that it is correct to say that."

Xi Heming directly stuffed the gift bag into Jiang Wanwan's arms, returned to his position pretending to be nothing, and watched Jiang Wanwan's reaction from the corner of his eye while turning on the computer.

Jiang Wanwan looked at the gift bag in her arms. She wanted to put it aside before finishing her work. But when she raised her head, she caught the look Xi Heming was expecting. She was stunned for a moment, but she wanted to take a closer look. Xi Heming had already turned her face. Turned around, as if the gaze just now was Jiang Wanwan's illusion.

Jiang Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and decided to look at the gift first. It should be the first time a person with a personality like Xi Heming gave a gift. If she put it aside indifferently, Xi Heming would definitely be yin and yang weird for several days.

Opening the gift bag, Jiang Wanwan took out an exquisite gift box, and saw a luxury brand LOGO printed on the box, which looked like jewelry or something.

This time Jiang Wanwan was really surprised. She thought Xi Heming was a souvenir that she bought at hand, but she didn't expect it to be a piece of jewelry. How could he think of giving such a thing to a woman. If she hadn't understood the relationship between the two of them in her heart, I'm afraid they would have misunderstood.

Opening the jewelry box, there is a beautiful white gold necklace. There are dozens of flawless diamonds on the necklace that spell out the word WAN, which just fits Jiang Wanwan's name.

Jiang Wanwan held the necklace in her hand, and the sun shone on the crystal clear diamonds, emitting a dazzling light. She looked at her own name spelled out with diamonds. It was a little complicated and unexpected. For a while, she didn't know what to say.

At this time, Xi Heming's head also protruded from behind the computer, and he glanced at Jiang Wanwan secretly. I saw that Jiang Wanwan's expression was a bit complicated, awe-inspiring and liking, but also uneasy and hesitant.

Just as Jiang Wanwan understands how hypocritical Xi Heming is, Xi Heming also knows Jiang Wanwan's stubborn temper. If there is no good rhetoric, I am afraid that Jiang Wanwan will not accept his somewhat expensive gift. After all, she even planned to return the 50 million bride price he gave him back with interest.

Sure enough, Jiang Wanwan put the necklace back into the box in the next second. Without waiting for her to speak, Xi Heming said first: "It's not an expensive thing. I just bought it with your name just in it. It's a thank you gift from me."

Jiang Wanwan looked at him suspiciously: "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for giving me Xi Xiaoer, and thank you for developing my recipes and recommending so many things I haven't eaten before." Xi Heming looked at her with an impatient look: "If you give you something, I will pay you back." So many, do you want? Don't give it back to me!"

Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes and said to him, "Is there a person like you? You are so insincere to give things, and you bring back what you want."

"Who makes you awkward and unwilling to take it?" Xi Heming's ears were red, and his eyes avoided Jiang Wanwan's gaze. He said confidently: "By the way, the old man invited us back for dinner today. You accompany me. ."

When he said that Jiang Wanwan felt more at ease: "I know that there is no free lunch in the world. Well, for the sake of this beautiful necklace, I will cooperate with you."

Xi Heming breathed a sigh of relief, and the tight expression on his face immediately relaxed. And Jiang Wanwan once again opened the box and held the necklace, looking left and right, looking like she couldn't put it down.

"There is a full-length mirror in the suite. Would you like to wear it? Or..." Xi Heming's eyes were deep, "I will help you put it on for you."

"No, I'll do it myself." Jiang Wanwan untied the platinum necklace on her neck, picked up Xi Heming and walked to the full-length mirror in the suite, and put the "WAN" necklace she gave away on her neck. It's just that the buckle design of this necklace is a bit complicated. Jiang Wanwan has both hands behind her neck for a long time without buckling it, but her arms are a little sore.

When she was about to take the necklace down to study the buckle, Xi Heming suddenly came in and walked behind her and took the necklace from her hand. Jiang Wanwan was startled slightly, and both hands slowly let go.

In the mirror, Xi Heming looked at the buckle in his hand intently, and his slender fingers adjusted the necklace behind his neck, occasionally touching the sensitive skin on his neck, which was crisp and numb.

Soon the buckle was adjusted, and Xi Heming helped Jiang Wanwan put on the necklace while explaining: "This buckle has a small mechanism to prevent it from falling off. You must open it in advance to put it on."

"It's ready." Xi Heming raised his head and looked at the necklace in the mirror, adjusting the position slightly.

The beautiful necklace was hung quietly on Jiang Wanwan's neck, and the “WAN” made of diamonds shone brightly under the light. Jiang Wanwan raised her hand and stroked the necklace lightly: "It's beautiful."

"Yeah." Xi Heming's gaze fell on Jiang Wanwan's delicate facial features, and he softly echoed: "It's beautiful."

Jiang Wanwan looked at the mirror for a few minutes, and finally pulled her heart back from the necklace. Only then did she find that Xi Heming had been standing behind her, staring at herself in the mirror.

Jiang Wanwan's gaze was opposite to him in the mirror: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the necklace I bought!" Xi Heming calmly retracted his gaze, putting his hand in his pants pocket and boasting with the attitude of Pride I: "As expected, it is the necklace I bought, it is beautiful."

Jiang Wanwan looked at her speechlessly: "Brother, you are really 360 degrees of narcissism without dead ends!"

"Others are narcissism, I am self-confidence." Xi Heming raised his wrist and checked the time on his watch: "Do you have any urgent work this afternoon?"

Jiang Wanwan shook her head: "It's just daily work, what's the matter?"

"Let's go to the mall together." Xi Heming said naturally, "Isn't it good to go see the old man tonight, and buy some presents for the old man together."

This was agreed upon by the two before, and Jiang Wanwan nodded disapprovingly: "Okay, I will reply to an email and set off."

A look of joy flashed in Xi Heming's eyes. He was afraid that Jiang Wanwan would see something strange. He immediately coughed and turned and walked out: "Don't drive in a while. I will drive you. We will go straight to the mall after we go shopping. Father there."

Jiang Wanwan hesitated: "Then what should I do when I go to work tomorrow?"

"I'll take you." Xi Heming stopped and turned around and looked at her helplessly: "Jiang Wanwan, we live under the same roof. You and me don't need to be so polite. I think we are at least friends now?"

Jiang Wanwan was startled by his words and looked at him incredulously: "Do you think we are friends?"

Xi Heming looked at her with anger and anger: "If it's not a friend, you Jiangcheng Technology will not even have the opportunity to show products to our Xi Group, let alone follow-up cooperation. It is because I treat you as a friend that I made an exception for you. "

Jiang Wanwan nodded sincerely, although he didn't know what Xi Heming thought, but he did help her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan nodded sincerely in agreement: "Although you are usually very high, but you are really friends at critical moments. Since you think we are friends, then I also recognize you as a friend. Don't worry, I will Work hard to make money and return 50 million to you as soon as possible!"

Xi Heming: "..."

Is it too late to cancel the cooperation with Jiangcheng Technology?