Doting Marriage Addiction

Chapter 15

The atmosphere around it seemed to be entering a vacuum, stagnating for a moment.

Then, Sheng Wei smiled and joked, "Miss Lan called you. Do you want me to answer it for you?"

Her delicate and charming little face raised, and her delicate eyebrows raised up, as if watching a play.

I thought that men would at least panic like that. After all, it was in front of his wife, and the woman next to him called at night, but Sheng Wei underestimated Jiang Muhan's mentality. Dogs are more stable than men.

There is also the face to pick her up: "Pick it up."

Sheng Wei: "..."

Dog man!

Scum man!

Sheng Wei scolded the sky in her heart, but she smiled unswervingly on her face. Her voice softly said, "Okay, husband, I'll help you pick it up."

She clicked the answer button, then pressed the amplifier button in front of Jiang Muhan, raised her eyes and looked at him provocatively. The man's deep eyes swept her face and said nothing.

Then, a cold voice came from the other side of the phone, "Mu Han?"

Oh, the shout is really kind enough, more kind than her wife.

Jiang Muhan also responded magnetically, "Well, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just suddenly thought of calling you."

Not bad, not bad, enough green tea, quite high-level.

If you don't play early or at noon, you have to wait until the night is dark and the wind is high.

Sheng Wei held Jiang Muhan's mobile phone enchantingly and leaned on the desk, waiting for him to reply with a smile.

He was still calm, his cold face was not flawed at all, and his voice was as deep as metal and penetrating. "If it's okay, I'll hang up. I'm cooking for my wife."

Sheng Wei was stunned and stared at the man in surprise.

What did he just say? Cooking for your wife?

Well, don't think that calling her wife, she doesn't care about the woman calling him at night!

On the other side of the phone, I guess Green Tea was intimidated by Jiang Muhan's straightforward words. Obviously, it paused for a moment before making a sound: "Is that right? Then I'm really sorry to bother you, but Mu Han, are you free tomorrow? You shouldn't go to work tomorrow and Saturday. I know you haven't had any activities in the circle recently. Shall we get together? You can also call your wife. I haven't formally said hello to her yet."

That's awesome. Ask her husband out, and you can also ask her to see them by the way. Who wouldn't say that the other party's position is high?

"I'm not free these two days. Let's talk about it later." Jiang Muhan's tone was as light and cold as ever. It was impossible to see whether he had seen through the essence of the other party's green tea. "That's it. I'm going to cook."

When the call ended, Sheng Wei threw the man's mobile phone on the desk, wrapped her hands around her chest, and raised her white chin arrogantly. "Mr. Jiang, do you need to explain anything to my only wife?"

Jiang Muhan continued to cut the unfinished dishes, and his tall eyebrow bones were deep and cold. "What do you want me to explain?"

"Oh! You still ask me back?" Sheng Wei pulled out her feet from her plush slippers angrily and kicked the man's calf bone. "Herry up, confess and be generous, resist strict!"

Jiang Muhan's eyes flashed past her slender white and tender instep, and his deep eyes returned to her delicate little face along the beautiful curve of her arc, with a clear voice, "Lan Xinyi?"

His words were interrogative. Sheng Wei snorted, and her little face was even more arrogant. "Do you know, why don't you say it quickly?"

Jiang Muhan lowered his head and cut the dishes quickly for a while. He put the cut into the basket and looked at her sideways. Qingjun's eyebrows smiled with a few smiles, "Is Mrs. Jiang jealous?"

"Is Mr. Jiang changing the topic?" Sheng Wei retorted quickly. After saying that, the little man in her heart was cute and said that her eloquence was really great.

Jiang Muhan really didn't expect Sheng Wei to answer him like this. Looking at the little woman's complacent look, he raised his eyebrows admiringly, took out a dish and began to cut it, "Don't you think her surname is familiar?"

"Huh? Familiar? Which ear is familiar?" Sheng Wei retorted without thinking, and then kicked the man again, "What are you showing off? Don't lose your appetite. Explain it quickly."

Jiang Muhan cut the vegetables skillfully. Seeing that Sheng Wei really couldn't remember, he had to say directly, "She is Zou Shibo's daughter."

"Zou Shibo?" Sheng Wei was stunned. The Zou family and the Jiang family are family friends. Every year, they pay a New Year call to each other. Last year, she had no chance. She met the Zou Shibo once during the Jiang family during the Spring Festival, but isn't Lan Xinyi's surname Lan? Sheng Wei asked this question.

Jiang Muhan said lightly, "Brother Lan Xinyi followed her father's surname. She followed her mother's surname. Last year, the aunt next to Zou Shibo was Lan. Did you forget?"

Remindered by Jiang Muhan, Sheng Wei finally had a slightly rich lady's face in her mind, as if she was shouting Uncle Lan at that time.

Because Lan's surname was rare in life, she whispered to Jiang Muhan at that time.

But it's been almost a year, and it's normal for her to forget.

Knowing Lan Xinyi's identity, Sheng Wei realized another point. She deliberately flicked the man's trousers tube with bare feet, and the smile on her face was like honey with thorns. Although it was sweet, it was dangerous. "It turns out that you and Miss Lan Xinyi are childhood sweethearts. After marrying you for so long, I don't know at all. Mr. Jiang is so lucky."

Jiang Muhan looked at her broken round toes, her eyes were a little dark, and her sharp throat knot rolled up and down, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "No, she grew up with her grandmother in Y City before, and didn't return to Beijing until high school. We are high school classmates."

"What?" Sheng Wei heard a new identity and raised her head in surprise, "Are you still high school classmates?"

"Yes." Jiang Muhan's voice was light and he cut the remaining dishes quickly.

Sheng Wei continued to ask, "What kind of classmates are there in a class?"

Jiang Muhan: "Yes."

Sheng Wei: "Deskmate?"

Jiang Muhan: "No, Mu Hui sits next to me."

Sheng Wei was a little relieved, but before she finished it, she only listened to the man's low voice and continued:

"She used to be my marriage partner."