Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

On Sunday morning, before Xu Jinzao got up, he dimly noticed that the sky was not very good.

She would pull the curtains in the bedroom tightly before going to bed, but in the past the sun would always shine faintly when the sun rose, but today it was extremely dark in the room.

She sat up and got out of bed and went to the window.

The curtains were opened, and the sky outside the window was covered with gray, and the heavy clouds completely blocked the rising sun.

Xu Jinchao thought, I am afraid it will rain today, so I have to bring an umbrella when I go out.

It was a rainy day last weekend, and the temperature dropped sharply after the autumn rain. It will only get colder in the future.

She got into the bathroom to wash up, refreshed herself, changed clothes and went downstairs.

These days, Xu Jinchao is aware that he is the last person to wake up in this family.

Auntie Li was diligent, Song Jiao's sleep didn't seem to be long, her complacent waking up early was just because Omega didn't want to come out of the room after waking up, so she delayed going downstairs.

Now Song Jiao is no longer avoiding her, and their relationship tends to be normal. When Xu Jinchao gets up every day, Song Jiao is often already downstairs.

Aunt Li steamed the minced meat egg custard, and a plate of diced and steamed taro, which can be eaten with sugar.

It's a pity that Song Jiao needs to go to the hospital on an empty stomach to have a blood test, and she has to starve in the morning. All these are for Xu Jinzao to enjoy.

Xu Jinchao was sitting at the table eating breakfast, and always felt that the eyes of Omega around her were a little strange, so she hurriedly accelerated her eating.

After filling his stomach a little, Xu Jinchao said, "I'm full, let's go."

Aunt Li had already prepared an umbrella, and handed over another paper bag. She instructed, "I made a sandwich, and Mrs. Song drew blood to eat it."

Xu Jinchao took the paper bag, and the two of them each had an umbrella and went out to the garage.

The sky outside was really gloomy and abnormal, the clouds were almost over the top of the head, and the large dark clouds rolled faintly, brewing savings, today's rain is not small.

When the two got into the car, Xu Jinchao handed the umbrella to Song Jiao, the co-pilot, and asked her to hold it for him.

Song Jiao had fastened her seat belt and put two umbrellas at her feet. She asked, "Do I have to go to the hospital? We can spend the weekend at home."

Xu Jinchao heard that she still didn't want to go for an examination, so she just pretended not to hear.

Song Jiao glanced at Alpha's calm face and said nothing.

Although the weather was bad, there were still many people in the hospital. Xu Jinchao found the chief physician's consulting room, said hello, and prescribed the examination items.

A hormone routine, an abdominal color Doppler ultrasound, these were all available in Xu Jinchao's earlier world, the only special thing was the color Doppler ultrasound examination for the information glands.

After the nurse draws the blood, the sample is sent for examination.

Xu Jinchao hurriedly asked Song Jiao to wash her hands with hand sanitizer, and ate a sandwich to cushion her stomach.

Aunt Li's big sandwich added shredded cabbage, egg sauce, and pan-fried chicken, wrapped in parchment paper and cut in half.

Song Jiao took half a sandwich and slowly ate it, Xu Jinchao opened a bottle of milk and handed it over.

Omega doesn't eat much, she remembered Xu Jinchao's hurried appearance when she ate in the morning, and said, "You can eat the rest. I can't eat so much."

Xu Jinchao was really not too full, and after confirming that Song Jiao couldn't eat it, he took out the other half of the sandwich.

Song Jiao likes to observe how she looks when she eats, her expression is always so satisfied, as if every time it is some supreme delicacy.

It takes a certain amount of time for blood to be tested. Song Jiao first had an abdominal ultrasound, and after getting the examination report, she went to do a gland ultrasound.

Xu Jinchao was the only one who was nervous among the two. After reading the two reports repeatedly, he felt that the words used in the conclusion part of the report were all normal, not like there was any disease.

Song Jiao laughed at her: "When did you study medicine, why don't I know?"

Xu Jinchao plausibly said: "It's not illegal to take a look, and I didn't diagnose and prescribe medicine for you, right?"

When the hormone routine test report comes out, I will show it to the Omega specialist.

The two color Doppler ultrasound reports were indeed fine. The doctor simply glanced at them and put them at hand, focusing on the hormone one.

Xu Jinchao saw that there were two abnormal indicators in the hormone routine report. There are more than six hormone routine inspections in the world of "Jiaojiao", and there are several other types. Song Jiao's indicators are abnormal in two of the other ones.

The female doctor said, "There are indeed some problems."

Xu Jinchao was immediately tense, so he heard the doctor say to Song Jiao, "I'll give you some medicine, remember to take it on time and according to the amount. If it works, continue to take it. If it doesn't work, remember to come back to the doctor."

Xu Jinchao asked, "Do you want to take medicine for a long time? What is the problem with my wife?"

She felt puzzled. Listening to the doctor's advice, Song Jiao seemed to be taking it all the time.

The doctor explained to her: "Hot flash disorder itself is a chronic disease, the pathogenesis is very complex, and it is not easy to judge. Fortunately, although the patient has a late differentiation time, the gland development is very good, you don't have to worry too much, and the side effects of the drug are very small. "

Although he said it euphemistically, Xu Jinchao understood that it really meant taking medicine for a long time.

She has confidence in Qi Yao's work ability and attitude, and the doctor's title of chief physician cannot be faked. The disorder of Song Jiao's craze is probably really tricky.

Xu Jinchao knows the metaphor behind the so-called 'chronic disease', a disease that can be called a chronic disease, and it may not be fatal, but it is often difficult to find a complete cure.

Thinking of the headache that will torment Song Jiao in the future, she couldn't help but ask the doctor, "Do I need a brain CT or MRI?"

The female doctor looked surprised: "Omega specialist diseases do not require brain CT."

Being looked at by professionals with the eyes of a fool, Xu Jinchao also fainted.

When the doctor finishes prescribing the medicine, the rules for taking the medicine will be explained in detail, and a nurse will pick it up for them.

Xu Jinchao looked very depressed. Song Jiao didn't quite understand why she valued her turbulence so much, but she didn't want to see her worry so much.

"I'll take the medicine well, don't worry too much."

Xu Jinchao couldn't tell her that what was bothering her was that she always thought that Song Jiao's problem was just because of too much external pressure, and it could be relieved as long as she got rid of the environment where Xu Jinchao was there.

But the doctor's words undoubtedly proved that things were not as simple as she thought, and her replacement for Xu Jinchao was not a panacea.

The nurse took the medicine from the pharmacy and handed it to Xu Jinchao.

When the nurse left, Song Jiao gently took Xu Jinchao's other hand, just like when she was in the hospital yesterday, but this time Song Jiao didn't let go easily.

Omega's cool fingers held her palm. Although the body temperature was not warm, it was drawing heat from Xu Jinchao's body, but there was still a firm force transmitted from Song Jiao.

Her eyes have always reminded Xu Jinchao of words such as innocence and purity. Song Jiao naturally has innocent eyes similar to those of angels or lambs in religious paintings.

This is of course a miracle, because Xu Jinchao knows how much she has experienced, and also knows what Omega might look like in the future, but these eyes are like babies and cannot be soaked in impurities.

But now, Xu Jinchao actually saw a little humanized concern in his eyes that rarely saw waves in both directions.

Words like 'humanization' sound a bit bizarre. After all, Song Jiao is a real person, and she was even joking with her not long ago.

Xu Jinchao couldn't think of a better adjective. Apart from being human, there was no more appropriate description in her thesaurus.

Because of the capture of this look, Xu Jinchao suddenly realized that the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys Song Jiao showed in the past was a little inconsistent with it.

She couldn't tell where the inconsistency was. This was some kind of sixth sense discrimination, and it felt more like an illusion.

This thought flashed through Xu Jinchao's mind, and she felt that her palm was being squeezed, and the soul that was thinking deeply was also pulled back.

Xu Jinchao heard Song Jiao say, "Don't be afraid. I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of?"

Omega asked her again: "Or, you don't want to face it with me?"

Such a question made Xu Jinchao stunned, and she immediately said: "No, of course not, I... If you are willing, of course I am willing to face it with you."

Song Jiao likes this kind of promise, a promise about the future that binds both parties.

She held Xu Jinchao's palm tightly, and the two learned from each other what they needed from each other. She also led Alpha to go with herself:

"Okay, now we're going home."

It was already raining torrentially outside, and before leaving the outpatient building, the rain was blown in by the strong wind and beaten on the body.

Only then did they have to let go of each other and hold umbrellas separately.

It was also unfortunate that when Song Jiao opened the umbrella, the wind suddenly changed, and the rib of the umbrella was folded backwards.

Song Jiao's strength was small, one of them could not hold firmly, the whole umbrella was swept into the rain by the wind, and stumbled away.

Xu Jinchao wore a cashmere coat today, unbuttoned it and took off half of it.

She couldn't help but hug Song Jiao into the front of her clothes, and then opened her umbrella. The two of them hid under the umbrella, wrapped in the same coat, and rushed into the rain.

The raindrops that hit the umbrella surface were extremely violent, almost like a hailstorm, and the shocking impact made Xu Jinzhao's hand numb while holding the umbrella.

And because of the heavy rain, the umbrella could barely cover her head and face. When she ran to the parking lot, her body was wet, and her shoes and trousers were soaked.

Xu Jinchao opened the co-pilot first, stuffed the Omega in his arms, and closed the door before running to the other side with the umbrella that was almost knocked over by the rain.

She hurriedly opened the door and got into the cab. She didn't even have time to shake the rain on the umbrella. She hurried in and the hand that closed the door was soaked with water.

A huge silver dragon suddenly flashed in the sky like a gray curtain, and this big lightning was dazzlingly bright.

The two people in the car covered their ears subconsciously almost at the same time, and a few seconds later, a thunder that shook the world exploded.

When the thunder and lightning gradually subsided and slowly disappeared back into the clouds, Xu Jinchao and Song Jiao were shocked and put down their hands covering their ears.

The two looked at each other, Xu Jinchao couldn't help laughing first.

This wave was really too embarrassing, and she ran wildly in a panic. The hairpins on Song Jiao's temples were all crooked to the side of her ears. Thinking about it, she was not much better.

The torrential rain washed the city clean and took away all the miscellaneous emotions.

Back at Biwan, the rain was still not small, and the two rushed into the porch with the same umbrella, and entered the house wet.

Aunt Li was obviously quite prescient, realizing that it was raining so heavily, even though she took an umbrella, she was not allowed to get drenched, so she cooked a pot of brown sugar **** soup in advance.

Xu Jinchao took the cashmere coat to protect the small Song Jiao, and his coat was wet.

Song Jiao was fine, her coat was really soaked, and the cold rain soaked into her close-fitting clothes, causing Xu Jinchao to shiver.

Aunt Li urged Xu Jinchao to take off her coat and wrap her with a blanket, while Song Jiao brought a large dry towel to wipe her hair.

Xu Jinchao grabbed the towel tremblingly: "I'll do it myself."

Aunt Li brought two bowls of **** soup, Song Jiao took the bowl first and took a sip in her hand. Xu Jinchao wiped her hair indiscriminately, wrapped her head with a towel, and also took the **** soup to drink.

She was warmed up by the sweet and spicy hot **** soup.

Aunt Li was going to Zhang Luo for lunch, and told Xu Jinzao to change clothes quickly, and it was best to take a shower.

After Xu Jinchao took a hot bath, he finally felt completely comfortable, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs.

Song Jiao reminded her, "Your phone was ringing just now."

Xu Jinchao took out his mobile phone from his bag and found that the missed call was actually Xu Boyang, and there was a follow-up text message from Xu Boyang.

Father: [Report to the Marketing Department at 9:30 am on Monday to find your Uncle Huo. ]

Xu Jinchao read the dozen or so words several times and confirmed that Xu Boyang wanted her to work in the marketing department.

Not having to stay with Xu Boyang anymore is of course great news, but the work of the marketing department is still unfamiliar to Xu Jinchao, even to Xu Jinchao.

Song Jiao saw the slight change in her expression and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Xu Jinchao said: "Yes... let me go to the marketing department."

She didn't know how to address Xu Boyang. Xu Jinchao did not regard this morally corrupt person as her father, let alone 'father' or a more familiar nickname, but it was inappropriate to call him by his first name as Xu Jinchao, so he vaguely mentioned it. .

Song Jiao thought more. She remembered Xu Jinchao's passion for art. Alpha knew how to appreciate violin music and had excellent painting skills.

If a person can excel in a certain field, he must invest a lot of energy in exchange for it, and correspondingly, other aspects will be lacking.

Can Xu Jinchao handle the work that belongs to Xu Jinchao?

Although Alpha's performance was very relaxed, and from the results of Song Jiao's previous trials, it can be seen that she has Xu Jinchao's memory, but Song Jiao is inevitably worried.

Song Jiao didn't show these worries, but asked unimportant aspects: "What time do you get off work in the future?"

Xu Jinchao said: "It's not too early, the group building is on the north bank, and it's nearly an hour's drive away."

Perhaps it was because he had the consciousness to seek a life under Xu Boyang's eyes, but now he has turned to the marketing department. Compared with the difficulty of the former, Xu Jinchao is more optimistic.

After she no longer resisted Xu Jinzao's identity from the bottom of her heart, the memory of this body began to gradually merge with her, and it was no longer as difficult as last week, which was always unfavorable.

This is undoubtedly an excellent thing.

Xu Jinchao was in a good state of mind, slept well at night, and woke up refreshed in the morning.

She took care of herself neatly, put on formal clothes, and rolled up her long curly hair according to Xu Jinzhao's daily habit.

Xu Boyang asked her to report at 9:30. Apart from the commute time, it was more than enough to leave home at 8:00.

Xu Jinchao picked out a black knee-length trench coat and put it on his arm, looked into the full-length mirror, made sure that he was dressed correctly, and went downstairs with his phone.

Song Jiao was already on the first floor.

Xu Jinchao stared at Omega's body, which seemed to be round in a circle, and felt that two pieces of thermal underwear might have been stuffed into her gray-blue turtleneck sweater, which had the effect of gaining weight overnight.

However, Omega has a small weight base and is already slender and thin, so it is not bloated to dress so thickly.

Xu Jinchao greeted her jokingly: "Morning, wife."

Song Jiao said, "Seven thirty, it's getting late."

Xu Jinchao quibble: "I have to go to work, so I slept a little longer to keep my spirits up."

Song Jiao had already finished her breakfast. She picked up the gloves on the table and put them on. She looked up and down at her outfit and commented, "Not bad."

Xu Jinchao noticed that the gloves on Song Jiao's hands were the pair of half-finger gloves she bought on the street, with a light orange raccoon pattern.

She remembered that there were patches of pink wool on the palms, which resembled a kitten's meatballs.

Song Jiao put on the gloves and stood up.

Xu Jinchao saw the orange 'cat paws' open, and a little light pink flashed across his palm.

Then Omega's fingers landed on his chest, adjusting the folds of her lower shirt and the small suit for her.

The two of them were very close, and the Omega, who was a little shorter than her, looked up at her slightly, with Xu Jinzhao's close face reflected in his pupils.

She heard Song Jiao say, "I wish you well in your work."

This is a treatment that Xu Jinchao has never enjoyed before. Xu Jinchao was just about to smile at her and say something witty like waiting for me to work hard to make money to support my family.

Omega opened her hands and gave her a soft hug.

Xu Jinchao was stunned for a moment, the girl's soft body pressed against her chest, wrapped around her waist, and patted her back with her hands, as if encouraging.

Yesterday, they hid under the umbrella together in a nearly hugging posture, and ran in the rain, and she wrapped Omega's body in a coat to shield her from the wind and rain.

And today Song Jiao gave her a real hug.

Before Song Jiao let go, Xu Jinchao also gently hugged her back, and she seemed to smell a charming peach aroma from the other's hair.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best."

She said in a ghostly manner, such an answer seemed a bit strange, after all Song Jiao did not express any concern, and Omega had no reason to worry.

Fortunately, Song Jiao didn't care about these words. After the hug, she left "I'm going to school" and left in a hurry.

The Xu Group's focus is on real estate, and it is the real estate leader in Changnan Province and several other surrounding provinces.

Xu Boyang claimed to be a descendant of the Xu family in Changnan, with a family heritage, and he also bought back the old house of the Xu family that once flowed into the hands of others.

However, Juzhou is well aware that the orthodoxy of the Xu family in Changnan has declined.

But Xu Boyang is rich, and others are counting on him to shine, or cooperate with Xu, naturally they will only praise his heritage and style behind his famous family.

Huo Song, director of the marketing department, is Xu Boyang's direct descendant, an old man who worked under him in the early days.

This Uncle Huo was very kind to Xu Jinchao and took her to the arranged office in person.

Xu Jinchao's position is deputy manager, Huo Song explained: "You just arrived in the marketing department, you have to run in the personnel first, which is also what President Xu means."

This seems to be worried that she is not satisfied with it.

Xu Jinchao vaguely understood why Huo Song thought that, Xu Jinchao had been taken by Xu Boyang's side all the time, only with the small title of special assistant, and Xu Yanhe was already the manager of the finance department.

Xu Jinchao is extremely competitive and has a typical Alpha character. She has long wanted to work in the following departments, and she is very enthusiastic and has her own opinions.

Xu Jinchao has her memory and knows that Xu Jinchao is indeed capable and can handle the things arranged by Xu Boyang very well.

But personal memory is too subjective, and from Xu Jinchao's perspective, Xu Jinchao's temperament has a more arrogant and paranoid side.

Xu Jinchao did not intend to act in accordance with her publicity style, thanked Huo Song, and did not show any dissatisfaction.

On the first day of work, Xu Jinchao did not rush into the rhythm, but observed the surrounding environment, the personnel of the department, kept these members and their positions in mind, and did some work that was not prone to major mistakes.

She knows that she is a novice by nature. Although she has Xu Jinchao's memory and experience and is the Xu family's territory, she still has to be cautious.

At the end of the day, Xu Jinchao's evaluation of himself was: OK, at least not wrong.

Huo Song sighed to Xu Boyang behind his back: "This child is obviously calmer now, and is no longer as frizzy as before."

Xu Boyang was very proud to hear this, and the old Alpha tapped the chessboard with his pieces: "She is my seed."

The words are full of confidence in their genes.

Before walking to the parking lot, Xu Jinchao sent a text message to Song Jiao, asking her to eat by herself instead of waiting for herself.

She drove across the bridge across the river in the darkness and lights, all the way to the south, towards the direction of Biwan.

Parking the SUV in the garage and seeing the warm lights in the villa, Xu Jinzao finally felt relieved that he had returned home.

The exhaustion of the whole day was swept away, Xu Jinchao felt great, he was not alone, and there were close people in the house after returning home.

Her steps became firm and powerful, she pushed open the door, and announced loudly, "I'm back!"

The TV in the living room was on and the news was playing. Song Jiao stuck her head out of the kitchen. Xu Jinchao saw that she was wearing an apron and her hands were stained with flour.

Xu Jinchao was surprised: "Have you eaten yet?"

Aunt Li said, "Mrs. Song is learning to make dumplings."

Xu Jinchao was really excited this time, and said excitedly: "And me, and me."

She took off her coat, hurried upstairs, changed into home clothes, washed her hands, and ran down again excitedly.

Song Jiao asked her, "How is work today?"

Xu Jinchao looked at the beautiful dumplings that were wrapped by her hand, and his eyes were straight: "Ah, it's okay. You made them?"

Song Jiao nodded, Xu Jinchao exclaimed, "It's really good!"

She is full of confidence: "I think I can do it too."

As it turns out, she can't.

Song Jiao has a one-stop process of cutting the agent, making the skin, and making the dumplings. Those dumpling skins and dumplings are almost as standard as they come down from the assembly line.

On the other hand, Xu Jinchao's skin varies in size and thickness, and when it is wrapped, the melon and jujube are crooked, and he can't stand up and lie there.

Xu Jinchao was very unconvinced, claiming that he just lacked practice, so it would be good to cook preserved egg and lean meat porridge by himself.

Song Jiao pointed at the dumplings in the front row beside her and said to her, "This is my earliest dumpling."

Xu Jinchao looked at the experimental samples that were no different from other dumplings, turned his head and said to Song Jiao, "I want to eat your dumplings."

Auntie Li was happily beside her.

Xu Jinchao gave up making trouble. She poured out the vinegar dish and brought it to the dining table together with the chopsticks.

Song Jiao boiled water dumplings under the guidance of Aunt Li. The round dumplings floated and rolled on the water. She added cold water to them with a serious face.

When the dumplings were cooked, Xu Jinchao finally came in handy again and was responsible for serving the dishes.

Song Jiao said: "The original soup is transformed into the original food, and a bowl of dumpling soup is served."

Xu Jinchao looked at her, Song Jiao added: "Auntie Li said."

Dumplings and dumpling soup came to the table, but Aunt Li still refused to go with them and let them both eat with a smile.

Auntie mixed three kinds of fillings: leeks, mushrooms and pork, and beef, all of which were delicious.

Xu Jinchao was eating dumplings, but couldn't help but look up at Omega sitting opposite.

Song Jiao's long hair was twisted up. She lowered her head and was stirring the dumpling soup with a spoon, trying to cool it down. Jiaomei's face was stained with a bit of fireworks.

Song Jiao noticed Xu Jinchao's gaze and swept around, thinking that she wanted chili oil, and pushed the chili oil bowl in front of her towards Xu Jinchao.

Xu Jinchao scooped chili oil into his vinegar dish, but still secretly glanced at Song Jiao.

This is really hard to ignore, Song Jiao suddenly asked:

"What are you thinking?"

"Ah, I was thinking," Xu Jinchao ate the dumplings so beautifully that her mind was a little off line, "You really seem like my wife."

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The author has something to say:

Jiaojiao: ? Our marriage relationship seems to still exist.

Die of laughter, it was your wife.

PS: In order to prevent everyone from worrying, here are some harmless spoilers. The future is not limited to the Xu family, and now I will practice in a mild environment (solemnly declare that the author only serves as his own supervisor all year round, and the career plots are written blindly, everyone will understand it), so as to prepare for future upgrades.

Here we have to mention a certain lady surnamed Xu again and thank her for her selfless contribution.

Xu Jinchao: Please change someone to persecute, okay?