In the five-star hotel, tonight's banquet is regarded as the attendance ceremony of the new chief, and secondly, it is also the annual meeting of AK this year.
Yan Shenyan came holding the woman.
"Xiaoxizi, are you okay?" Bai Han walked over and asked.
Now that Jiang Wanxi is pregnant, Bai Han is worried that she can't stand this kind of occasion.
"It's okay, don't worry." Jiang Wanxi smiled at her.
Xiao Luo kept looking at the two talking people from a distance, sneered with resentment.
Holding a glass of red wine, she smiled coldly, and walked towards the two.
"Bai Han, Wanxi... Oh no, now I'm calling you Mrs. President."
Bai Han can hear the deliberate ridicule in Xiao Luo's words, and Jiang Wanxi can naturally hear it.
But it's just that I didn't have time to talk to this woman.
Xiao Luo raised his wine glass, with envy and hatred in his eyes, but the words that came out, so flattering and sarcasm—
"Come on, to our President's wife."
"She can't drink now."
Remembering that Yan Shenyan had just announced the news of Jiang Wanxi's pregnancy at the cocktail party, Xiao Luo looked astonished and smiled:
"Yeah, how did I forget. Wanxi is pregnant with a child now, and she will have to count on this child to bring her more benefits in the future."
Speaking of children, Jiang Wanxi's indifferent expression instantly changed.
She can allow Xiao Luo to talk about her various things now, but she can't talk about her children.
"Can you say that again."
The woman slowly stood up, her cold voice had no warmth, raised her dull mother eyes, Xiao Luo sneered, why now she wants to use the momentum of the president's wife to suppress her
"Wanxi, this is not something that can't be said. Mothers are expensive by children, I understand... Ah!"
Xiao Luo hadn't finished speaking yet, the cold *** splashed on her face without hesitation.
She hadn't even reacted yet, even Bai Han was stunned.
The wine glass in Jiang Wanxi's hand was empty.
The red wine inside was all on Xiao Luo's face.
Didn't she say that she is the top wife of the president, what great honor and status does she have
Well, she wants to see how useful this position can be, and will she feel proud when she teaches evil dogs!
When everyone heard the woman's voice, they all came from the soundtrack.
"you… "
Xiao Luo did not expect that Jiang Wanxi would do such an insult to her on such an occasion and his identity at the moment.
"Go on."
Putting the wine glass in his hand back on the table, Jiang Wanxi's eyes were cold, and his expression was a little bit awe-inspiring.
When Yan Shenyan came over, Xiao Luo immediately started crying aggrievedly, clutching his dirty face—
"Mrs. Yan, don't be angry... I didn't mean to offend, your lord is a lot..."
When Bai Han reacted, the wine glass in his hand had been snatched by Jiang Wanxi, who was not the color at all, and another glass of wine was poured on the face that was so hypocritical that it made her sick.
This time, everyone clearly watched this scene happen.
Bai Han was secretly worried that she would do this kind of thing on weekdays, but Xiao Xizi did it herself, but it was on this occasion, and her current status... I'm afraid it is wrong.
Even Bai Han knew the disadvantage, why would Jiang Wanxi not know.
But she wanted to see what the consequences would be if she, the wife of the president, did this.
But how would Yan Shenyan help her solve it
Anyway, she is accustomed to causing trouble, and he is also used to taking care of her, isn't he.
Yan Shenyan held his beloved wife's body. It was Jiang Wanxi who poured her wine, but it was as if the other party had been wronged. Hearing his gentle but dark voice came—
"Not happy?"
Jiang Wanxi lowered his eyes, but for a moment, smiled brightly.
"Well, I'm not happy."
"Husband, she is so annoying, I drove her."
"okay."
…
"Xiao Mengxin, left hand... No, left hand..."
The woman reached out to Xiao Mengxin with one hand, holding some dog treats in the other, but after only a few days of training, Xiao Mengxin forgot all.
"Madam, this is tonic soup."
When Aunt Qing came out with the bowl of tonic soup, Ben Wen's smiling face paused after hearing the woman's words—Bo—
"I don't drink."
"Madam, this is what your husband ordered. Your body needs to be supplemented these days, and the children in your abdomen need nourishment."
"Whoever loves to drink, I don't drink it anyway."
That tonic soup remained untouched until Yan Shenyan came back in the evening.
"Where is the wife?"
"In the room. Mr. Yan, I'm sorry."
He came to sit down next to her, and the woman faintly moved her gaze away from the phone, glanced at her husband next to her, and smiled:
"Are you back tired?"
She said caring words as usual, but her eyes were not as real as before.
"My husband, I'm so hungry. Now I want to eat the dumplings and wontons that the old man sold."
There, it will take at least two hours by car. It's too late now, and it's probably closed when I get there.
"Take you tomorrow."
"I'm not, I'll eat now!" Jiang Wanxi straightened up and curled his lips, as if to say, just make trouble if you don't eat.
"Either buy it for me, or I'll be hungry. Anyway, if your son is hungry, I will lose weight."
To be honest, she who is now stubborn is too stubborn, but it makes him feel distressed even more.
Half an hour later, when the woman came out of the bath, only Xiao Mengxin was left in the room, who was entertaining herself.
Where is Yan Shenyan
Aunt Qing came in and gave Jiang Wanxi a glass of water. When she turned to leave, she heard Jiang Wanxi say—
"Suddenly, I really want to drink the tonic soup made by Aunt Qing."
"Okay, madam." Aunt Qing's face showed a hint of joy
In fact, Jiang Wanxi is really not hungry, but today I was tossing like this, it seems that I am not happy in the end.
It doesn't seem like a smart move to let others be implicated because of their emotions.
Xiao Mengxin kept licking her tongue, watching the woman drink up the soup all night, making a whimpering sound, as if she was hungry.
Jiang Wanxi licked his mouth, it was actually really delicious.
"Where is Yan Shenyan?"
"Sir, he is out."
"Oh."
Why are you going so late
When lying in Jiang Wanxi, turning over and depressed for the thirty-sixth time, the door of the room was gently pushed open.
He is back
I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, but the fragrance that pours into my nose made the little woman open her eyes suddenly.
"You... did you buy this?"
Jiang Wanxi sat up and looked at the things the man was carrying, the packing box that was too familiar, which was her favorite before.
It turns out that he really drove so far to buy this at night, but it was so late, then Abel should have closed the door long ago.
"Didn't you say you want to eat it?"
"Then you said it's not nutritious."
She replied not to be outdone, but kept her eyes on the delicious food.
After a long time, he exhaled and said:
"I just drank Aunt Qing's soup and don't want to eat what you bought."
Regarding her deliberately making things difficult, the man laughed instead of anger, his voice faint:
"Well, don't eat if you don't want to eat."
"Then you throw it away, so as not to greedy it."
Jiang Wanxi just watched and said nothing, until the man went to the bathroom, she began to feel even more depressed—
Damn it, you should take a bite before throwing it away!