C17

"Fine." But he still agreed for some reason.

"Really?" She was so excited she almost screamed, but in fact she was already screaming, and she threw her arms around Beichuan.

The sudden hug made him feel like he was in a dream … Eh, that's not right. His entire body was trembling and stiff. After a long period of cold war, he had almost forgotten about the intimate act between husband and wife.

Who was Emma? It's her husband! So he embraced her, tightly, clumsily. "That's a lot of pressure, fool, and you're so happy?"

She didn't answer, only smiled even more happily.

Actually, what she was happy about was her husband's trust in her, and that was all, nothing more.

She rubbed her hand against his chest. "This time, I won't let you down."

"Hmm? What did you say? "

"No, it's fine," she looked up with a smile. "By the way, are you going to have a midnight snack?"

Hearing this, Song Beichuan couldn't help but raise his head and sigh with his eyes closed at a 45 degree angle.

"My lord wife, I've already gained three pounds. Don't ask me that again …"

"On the festive season, the family has a wife and three kilograms of fat … "Hubby is still not up to standard, there's no need to be afraid …"

For the next five days, Lin Xiaoqing would buy an entire duck and a large bowl of eggs.

Song Beichuan didn't know what tricks she would come up with. He only knew that she seemed to have been possessed. She accompanied Xi Xi Xi during the day and spent the night testing all sorts of cooking methods in the kitchen.

He felt sorry for her, but seeing how serious she was, he couldn't bear to ask her to give up halfway.

It was a type of happiness and joy that came from putting in all your effort, giving wholeheartedly, regardless of whether you win or lose, and purely to challenge yourself.

Song Beichuan understood because he had shared the same passion.

"He was so preoccupied with the matter that someone rammed the door of his office …" Song Beichuan, you better explain it to me right now! "

Bang! Han Tong pushed open the door like a barbarian and walked to his desk in a flustered manner.

"What is it?" Song Beichuan looked at the woman in front of him and was a little confused.

"You, you're still playing dumb?!" She slammed her palm on his solid wooden desk and roared, "If I hadn't heard Little Yang and the rest chatting downstairs, I really wouldn't have known that you would hand over such an important contract to your wife!"

"Huh?" Song Beichuan frowned, "Give it to her? Does that count as leaving it to her? "

"Why not? The contract was successfully tied to a dish, and you actually asked her to cook that dish? " Speaking of excitement, she let out an angry growl, "Oh my god, my mother! What are you thinking, what are you thinking? Was his head squeezed by a door, or was it damaged?! "

Song Beichuan looked at her calmly as she paced up and down impatiently. He could not help but laugh, "Calm down, what are you up for? Since we can't come up with any solutions, it doesn't matter if we fail anyway, right? "

"Big brother, why can't you come up with a solution? I've been trying to think of something every day, thinking of how much hair has fallen out of my head! " Han Tong raised his hand to grab at her short hair, still fuming from the excitement. "If you hadn't told me that you had given up, I would have put down this case unwillingly. But what about now? What do I think when I run away from my business for so long and manage to get the threshold back on track and your wife takes me away with her? "Does all this count as her credit?"

Hearing this, Song Beichuan paused for a few seconds. Han Tong was a bit abnormal today. He had never seen her so angry before, much less fight for credit.

"What's the matter with you?" "I've never said that the credit will go to Xiaoqing. Of course, I know that this case was discussed by you. You've followed me for so long, don't you understand my personality?"

"I know you too well!" She fiercely turned around and slammed both hands on the table again, "In terms of black and white, I may be the one who has contributed the most, but in your heart, the one who has contributed the most will always be her!"

In fact, she didn't care who the credit was. What she cared about was that the couple would be back on their laurels in an instant.

She had been secretly in love with this man since ten years ago, but just before she was about to lay her cards on the table to confess, he said that he had met his real daughter of heaven in Milan and had even quickly entered the church.

Who would have thought that after their marriage, that woman would disregard the hardships of his own business and would come to flatten him and torture him with indifference. For the past two years, she had silently guarded this man, fighting for his career and cheering for his broken soul. She didn't expect that when she finally saw the light of dawn, that woman would effortlessly snatch him back … How could she forgive? How could she let that happen?

"Han Tong, I don't know why you think this way, but I …" Song Beichuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by the ringtone on the table.

Both of them paused for a moment. After the bell rang three times, he sighed and extended his hand to answer it. However, Han Tong took the initiative and reached out to press the button to end the call.

"You …" Song Beichuan was stunned, he looked at her in disbelief, what is he doing?!

"I've had enough. Today, I'm going to tell you everything!"

Although he didn't understand what she was saying, he decided to listen attentively. "Okay, we can discuss whatever it is you want to talk about."

He treasured his old friend Han Tong a lot and was grateful for having such a close friend in his career. Thus, no matter what displeasure she had towards him, or what complaints she had, he was willing to sincerely listen and reflect on them … If necessary, kneeling on the keyboard or something can be considered.

Unfortunately, the other party did not seem to view their relationship as such.

In the next moment, Han Tong walked towards him, grabbed his collar and kissed him.

Song Beichuan did not expect her to do such a thing. He was so shocked that his whole body went stiff and he almost peed on the ground.

"Don't do that!" He instantly broke free from her and said excitedly: "Are you crazy? I'm married! I have a wife and a daughter. Do you know what you're doing? "

"How could I not know?" She frowned and clutched her chest, "Song Beichuan, I have loved you for ten years. Since high school, I have always been you. How can you be so stupid that I can't see it at all? What am I to you? "

Such a showdown, such a confession was too sudden, too shocking and spicy. Song Beichuan opened his mouth but could not say anything.