C137 After Drinking He Became Drunk

Auntie doesn't have that sense of duty. She only felt that being a woman of Qiao family was so sad. Men were so sad. Back then, Jin's mother held her hand before she died, and asked her to take good care of Jin. She had to make him happy.

Jin was so happy and happy with Wangqiao now. Perhaps, this was the only happiness in his life, but now, it had to be destroyed cruelly.

His aunt couldn't bear it, but she couldn't do anything about it. After all, she was a person with another surname. The reason why she could stay in Qiao family was because of her elder sister's request.

"Wangqiao, no matter what, we have to eat." Aunt Hee placed the chopsticks in Wangqiao's hands, "Aunt knows that you are sad, but not eating can't solve the problem."

Wangqiao lowered her head to eat, but her tears fell into the bowl. She did not open her face and randomly wiped the tears on her face. " Aunt, I'll leave... Qiao Lijin will get better. Am I right? I'm a little bad to him now. In the future, he will think of me. He won't be so sad, right? "

" Wangqiao... "Aunt patted Wangqiao's back with a heartache and sighed sadly," You are a good child. It's Jin who doesn't have this fortune. In the future, you must also be well. "

Wangqiao sniffed and nodded. Turning her head, she saw the thread and needles that her aunt had put aside. "Aunt, please teach me how to knit a sweater. It's just the right time to pass the time."

"Okay. I'll teach you"

Aunt taught Wangqiao how to weave thread by thread. Wangqiao started it according to Qiao Lijin's body shape. She did not know if she could complete a sweater before leaving.

If she focused on one thing, it would reduce her sadness.

In the afternoon, Qiao Lijin came and saw Wangqiao weaving thread by thread. He sat beside her heavily and did not have anything to say to find a conversation. " Oh, my hands are quite coincidental. "

Wangqiao did not even raise her head. She did not intend to talk to him. Qiao Lijin looked at his aunt for help. This girl had not calmed down yet. That was really just a misunderstanding. Could it be that as long as he met Gu Xiqing, it would already be a heinous crime?

"Wangqiao, you have already disturbed your aunt for a day. It is time to go back." Qiao Lijin said as he took her sewing away. He held her hand in an overbearing manner. She struggled for a while but did not break free. She kicked him angrily.

"Alright, Wangqiao, let's go back." Aunt said as she put the sewing and the thread in Qiao Lijin's hand. "Take it back and knit it."

Qiao Lijin took the things and dragged Wangqiao away. When they returned to their living quarters, Wangqiao was about to go to the kitchen. Qiao Lijin saw her cold and indifferent look and felt depressed in his heart.

"You really don't care about me?"

"Then I will leave."

"I'm really leaving."

Qiao Lijin really did leave. Wangqiao wanted to keep him, hug him, and see him all the time, but she could not. She could only bear with it. Her heart ached.

She ate alone for dinner. Because she was not in a good mood, Wangqiao drank a few glasses of red wine and fell asleep on the bed.

Qiao Lijin naturally did not go far. He ran to Qiao Tian's place to drink two glasses. When he came back, he deliberately spilled some wine on himself. He was drunk, so Wangqiao could not bear to ignore him.

"Wife... I'm back." Qiao Lijin deliberately staggered to the bedside and lied beside her heavily. He stretched out his long arm and held Wangqiao in his arms, "Baby..."

Wangqiao opened her eyes and stared at him in confusion. Then she reached out a small hand to grab the front of his shirt and laughed foolishly. "You... Why... Why do you have two heads and four eyes... Wu... Monster! "

Qiao Lijin was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but laugh. This little guy, so he was drunk. He turned around and pressed her down, "I'm not Monster, I'm your husband. Come, baby, let your husband love you..."

The drunk Wangqiao was no longer cold. She would gently hug him, smile at him, and respond to his kiss. This was the first time Qiao Lijin felt that alcohol was a good thing.

At the end of the passionate moment, Wangqiao tightly hugged his neck and cried out involuntarily. Qiao Lijin was frightened and thought that he had used too much strength to hurt her.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" He was so nervous that he was covered in cold sweat. Wangqiao hugged him tightly and did not say anything. She only shook her head. The happy ending ended in a soul-stirring state.

Qiao Lijin carried her to take a shower and went to sleep with satisfaction. He hoped that Wangqiao would give him a big smile when he woke up in the morning and all the dark clouds would pass quickly.

After this incident, he swore that he would never see Gu Xiqing again. The feeling of being ignored by his wife was really like walking through a sea of fire and a sea of fire.

Reality proved that Qiao Lijin was thinking too well. Wangqiao had a cold expression on her face the moment she woke up. Last night, she was as passionate as fire. When she woke up, she was as cold as ice.

"Wangqiao, what exactly do you want to do to forgive me? How many days has it been? It's time to cool down. Let's get together properly. Hmm?" Qiao Lijin hugged her from behind, feeling a little panicked and helpless.

"I also want to be with you. It's your bad behavior and your words are not trustworthy." Wangqiao fiercely struggled out of Qiao Lijin's embrace and went straight to the bathroom.

Qiao Lijin's brows wrinkled like a lump. This was hard to explain. There was no way to talk properly now? He had been submissive for so many days. What else did she want?

Although she was angry in her heart, she still wanted to talk to her properly. However, Wangqiao looked like she refused to talk to him. She took the thread and needles and went to her aunt's place. He was also helpless.

Forget it. The more he coaxed, the more energetic he became.

After being cold for a few days, she calmed down.

Qiao Lijin left the house without even having breakfast. He took the wedding dress blueprint he designed and gave it to the wedding dress shop, jewelry design blueprint, and took it to his own jewelry company to order.

He had already planned to hold the wedding in a month's time.

Wangqiao had been knitting a sweater the entire morning. After lunch, she actually received a call from Xie Haikun, "Wangqiao... Father is in the hospital... Can you come over?"

"He's in the hospital?" Wangqiao raised her eyebrows and was not worried at all.

"Yes... Room 806 on the 8th floor of the Inpatient Department of the People's Hospital."

"Got it." Wangqiao hung up the phone and put the needle and thread in a bag. "Aunt, my dad is in the hospital. I will go and take a look. I don't know if he will come back tonight. I will call you when the time comes."

"Okay. Let the driver take you there."

"Okay."

After a while, Wangqiao came to the People's Hospital. Xie Haikun was lying on the hospital bed weakly. There was only a secretary beside him. He saw her as if he had seen his savior.

"Wangqiao, you are here."

Wangqiao stood by the bed and said coldly, "Why are you hospitalized all of a sudden? Aren't you always in good health?"

"Sigh..." Xie Haikun sighed and gestured for his secretary to go out first. He then said bitterly, "It's unfortunate for our family... I didn't expect Lin Yue to do such a thing."

Wangqiao sneered in her heart but pretended to be puzzled, "What happened to Lin Yue?"