Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"That's a trivial matter. I don't object that she likes Guo Degang. I can't see it anyway, but she didn't eat vegetables. I gave her carrots. Not only did she lose the carrots, she also gave me a glance and sat with the bowl on her. Beside other boys, isn't this wearing a green hat for me?" Yan Yan became more and more angry.

"She doesn't seem to like you yet, where are you wearing your hat." Shui Miaomiao reminded.

Yan Yan stared at Shui Miaomiao, heard her mother's dismantling, and raised her brow, "Your daughter-in-law is running away, are you still stimulating me?"

"Son." Shui Miaomiao put his hand on Yan Yan's shoulder and looked down at Yan Yan, said: "We should be reasonable in what we do, right? She lost the carrot. Is it because she hates carrots very much? Carrots for her. She thought you were a prank and of course hated you, right?"

"She also sat next to other boys." Yan Yan said irritably.

"She sat down with another boy, or only the boy had a seat next to it, but you just thought too much about it." Shui Miaomiao said angrily.

"Forget it, I don't like her anymore. The girl is so annoying." Yan Yan said, getting up from the sofa and walking towards her room.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Yan Yan's back, his eyes dimmed.

Will Shen Mochen also think that she is too annoying, so she would say so neatly if she didn’t need to be together like this, or maybe he didn’t like her, so she gave up easily.

She insisted or gave up. Perhaps it is also good to return to life in the past when she did not know Shen Mochen.

It's just that there is a place in my heart. When I'm empty, I feel very cold, I feel reluctant, and I still want to try again with hope.

Shui Miaomiao's cell phone rang.

She pushed open the door of the bedroom, flipped out her cell phone from her bag, and saw it as a series of strange cell phone numbers, hesitating for a while before answering.

"You are Shui Miaomiao?"

Shui Miaomiao heard that the other party was a woman, her voice was arrogant and familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

"Is there something?" Shui Miaomiao asked softly.

"I am Huo Weiwu, are you free now? I invite you to drink." Huo Weiwu said cheerfully.

Huo Weiwu would actually ask her to go out for a drink. Shui Miaomiao was flattered. If she usually would not go, but today, she was in a depressed mood and just wanted to go to a lively place for a drink.

"Where are you? I'm going to find you now." Shui Miaomiao said.

"Soho Bar, deck 102, you can tell the waiter at the door. He will lead you over." Huo Weiwu said, and hung up the phone.

Shui Miaomiao carried the bag out, and after a while, he arrived at the Soho Bar. Under the guidance of the waiter, he saw Huo Weiwu sitting on the 102 seat.

She was alone, lonely, sitting in a dark corner, leaning lazily on the sofa, staring indifferently at the wine glass in her hand, a little drunk.

Shui Miaomiao walked over and sat down next to her.

Huo Weiwu’s cold eyes turned to Shui Miaomiao, and she smiled enchantingly, her red lips, her white teeth, and her charms drawn out. "You know? I’ve made a dozen calls and you are The only one coming."

Shui Miaomiao felt lonely in her tone, but she smiled brightly, forming a sharp contrast.

Shui Miaomiao smiled and said with relief: "Most people haven't gotten off work at this time. I'm free."