My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Chapter 393: Gurulu

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However, Su Qingxue stared at the document, only to find that she couldn't read it anyway, as if her mind had been blocked by a stone, and she couldn't enter any work-related information at all.

Time, one minute and one second passed, unconsciously, it was already an hour.

At half past nine, Su Qingxue realized that she still hadn't done anything, so she just sat in a daze.

Su Qingxue thought for a while, dialed the number at home, and it was Aunt Jiang who answered it.

"Miss, what's the matter? Are you still not going home tonight?" Aunt Jiang asked with concern.

Su Qingxue hesitated and said, "Is Ye Fan at home?"

"Ye Fan? Not here... He didn't come back today," said Aunt Jiang.

Su Qingxue said "Yes", "I see, Aunt Jiang, I will go back tonight, I will be late."

"Hey, okay, miss, I made the cordyceps chicken soup for you, don't forget to drink it when you come back tonight, warm it up for you," said Aunt Jiang, and hung up the phone.

Su Qingxue was a little confused, she couldn't help but glanced at the clock in the office and muttered to herself: "He didn't go back... Then where did he go..."

After pondering for a while, Su Qingxue opened a drawer and took out the colorful pen drawing inside.

Seeing this childish painting with unfamiliar and lovely signatures on it, Su Qingxue smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, in the woman's mind, the words Ye Fan said yesterday-"No matter whether you come or not, I will wait for you".

"Could he..."

Su Qingxue's eyes condensed, and she suddenly got up, hurriedly picked up her coat and bag, and planned to run out.

But temporarily remembering something, the woman turned back, pushed away a pile of materials, and drew out the squeezed opera ticket below.

Su Qingxue took the ticket, quickly ran into the elevator, went downstairs, entered the garage, and started the car...

The Pagani sports car turned into a whirlwind and rushed out of the underground garage into the brightly lit night.

At about ten-thirty, Su Qingxue passed through the dense traffic of Christmas and finally came to the Huahai Grand Theater.

When the woman came to the entrance of the Grand Theatre, she found it was quiet and there were no people at all.

It was cold and the wind was biting, except for the security guards in the parking lot, and a few street vendors with their hands tucked in their sleeves, selling roasted sweet potatoes on the side of the road, almost no one was standing outdoors.

Su Qingxue pulled the collar of her windbreaker tightly, and the wind blew on her face like a knife. Her hair had been messed up by the wind, and she didn't want to care about it.

Walking to the bottom of the theater steps, Su Qingxue looked around, and suddenly saw a figure sitting in a corner with a cigarette butt lit.

Su Qingxue stood still in a daze, and time seemed to be frozen by the cold.

This person sitting on the steps is naturally Ye Fan who has been waiting.

Ye Fan actually didn't know how long he had been sitting, but the opera didn't end, so he held a trace of expectation. After all, he promised Su Qingxue that he would wait for her.

At this moment, Ye Fan also noticed that Su Qingxue was coming. He stood up excitedly, spit out half of the cigarette from his mouth, and reached out to pat the dust on his pants.

"Wife, are you here?!" Ye Fan grinned and smiled happily.

Su Qingxue looked at the cigarette butts in that place, and the man's messy hairstyle that had been blown by the wind, and a certain string in her heart was fiddled.

Seeing the man still smiling, Su Qingxue felt that her eyes were a little hot, her nose was a little sore, and there was no smile at all.

"My wife, the opera has already started, let's go in." Ye Fan ran over, wanting Ra Su Qingxue's hand.

But Su Qingxue took a step back, took a deep breath, took out the ticket, and handed it to Ye Fan.

"I'm here not to watch the show with you, but to return the ticket to you and tell you, I don't want to watch it!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, feeling lost for a while, but soon Ye Fan felt that something was wrong...

If this woman doesn't forgive him, why bother to come and tell him not to watch

What's more, at this moment, it was clear that the opera had started, and Su Qingxue ran over, clearly wanting to confirm whether he was waiting here for nothing.

Ye Fan turned from worry to joy, no matter what Su Qingxue said, she stepped forward and hugged the woman.

"You... What are you doing!?" Su Qingxue was hugged by the man bear, struggling.

Ye Fan said, "You don't need to watch it, then I will hold you here, and I will spend Christmas with you outside the theater."

"You are crazy! It's so cold! Are you an idiot!? Wouldn't you find a place to take shelter from the wind!

Do you have to wait outside? ? Won't go inside! ? The convenience store next to it is good too!

Sitting on the steps and smoking all the time, like a fool, if I don’t come, will you have to blow the wind for two more hours... Uhhhhhhhhhhhh! "

Before Su Qingxue finished speaking, Ye Fan had already kissed the woman's red lips heavily.

Ye Fan's hands clasped the woman hard, as if he was going to rub her directly into his body and never separate...

After a kiss that lasted more than ten minutes, Ye Fan let go of the woman and reached out to stroke her smooth face.

"Go in, although our opera has a bad beginning, but I think at least we will see a happy ending, what do you think?" Ye Fan asked with a gentle smile.

Su Qingxue was a little stunned by the kiss. When she came back to her senses, she tasted the two meanings of the man's words, and her heart trembled again.

"Yeah", Su Qingxue didn't say much, turned her head and walked towards the door first.

Ye Fan went up and took the woman's hand, Su Qingxue did not resist.

Although they were two hours late, the two went in and watched the rest of the performance.

When the scene came out, Ye Fan had a relieved smile on his face. He was about to ask Su Qingxue why he forgave him, but he heard a "gulu"...

"Wife, your stomach screamed?" Ye Fan turned around and looked at the woman next to him.

Su Qingxue shook her head hurriedly, denying: "No!"

"Gurulu..."

The woman's face flushed.

Ye Fan held back his smile, "Did you not eat dinner?"

Su Qingxue couldn't wait to slam her head on the wall.

"Go, I didn't have enough for dinner, let's go to have a supper."

"You can't eat supper, you will get fat if you eat it. People can't eat after 9 o'clock in the evening. Now it's more than 11 o'clock. I should go back to rest. The human body needs to detoxify..." Su Qingxue frowned.

Ye Fan interrupted the woman and asked directly: "What do you want to eat?"

"The casserole..." As soon as she said the words, Su Qingxue was busy covering her mouth, her face flushed.

Ye Fan looked at her with a smirk, "Wait until you don't stay up late to work, then come and tell me these great truths, let's go, casserole!".

Going to a late-night snack shop does not mean driving a tens of millions of sports car.

Ye Fan took the woman's hand and walked to a nearby dining street. Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.