Jiang Weitao sat down and laughed a few times, as if the scene in front of him was both unexpected and fun.

Chen Xiaoyi looked at him with a dark face: "Why are you laughing at?"

"No. Instead, it's you, do you know if your aggressive painting is better if it is put before the divorce?"

"You said enough?"

"No." Jiang Weitao crossed his legs and looked calm and composed in front of Chen Xiaoyi's black-headed and black-faced face. "You have to know that if you are so anxious, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, but it will be a bad thing."

Chen Xiaoyi stretched out his hands and grabbed his collar.

Zhao Wensheng rushed over and grabbed Chen Xiaoyi's hand: It's a fire, and you must put it out quickly!

"Xiaoyi, calm down!"

"Didn't you hear what he said? His dog's mouth can't spit out an ivory! What are you saying!"

In the room, Bai Lu put it on the door panel and listened for a while, shook her head at Afang: "Your Instructor Chen is furious."

It can be said that it was completely unexpected that her Instructor Chen would be so angry.

Did you do something with Jiang Weitao?

Afang recalled carefully: Isn’t the two just ordinary friends?

"A Fang." Bai Lu pointed at Jiang Weitao outside the door, "Who is he?"

"On average friend." Afang's answer was effortless.

"Do you dare to tell you Instructor Chen?"

"Of course." Afang didn't think there was anything to worry about in this sentence.

Bai Lu turned her eyes. It is really commendable that a woman who has been married and divorced can still maintain that simplicity. A Fang happens to be such a person.

"Afang, do you know why your Instructor Chen lost his temper?"

"Has he misunderstood?"

Fortunately, Afang is not completely a silly girl. It can be seen that Chen Xiaoyi is losing his temper against Jiang Weitao. Although she herself thinks that Chen Xiaoyi's temper is a bit unreasonable.

Bai Lu didn't think Chen Xiaoyi was making trouble. He had to make a name for her husband's brother. He came over and said to Afang, "What do you think your ordinary friend is doing to you?"

"fine."

"How is it a good way?"

"Attitude. Like a friend. Two people can chat and talk, and they can also talk."

“Do you often go out for dinner?”

"I'm going out for dinner together."

"Who pays for it?"

"Sometimes I, sometimes he, is like an ordinary friend." Afang was a little impatient when she said this. It would be fine if Chen Xiaoyi didn't understand the situation and misunderstood her, but why did she even torture her sister Bai Lu?

"I'll ask you another question, the last question, do you think, an ordinary friend may have a plane with you overnight when something happened to your house?"

Afang was stunned by this, very stunned.

Bai Lu sat beside her and said gently: "Do you understand?"

"He has ideas about me, but I have no ideas about him." Afang sighed, "No one has ever chased me. You know, Sister Bai Lu."

"You are a good girl, how could you know that no one will appreciate you?"

Afang didn't know where to start, but her heart was actually already scarred. From being treated like Yao Zibao at the beginning, to later, Chen Xiaoyi seemed to stand up for her, but at the same time kept hurting her. Before marriage, she finally got together, but after marriage, she became a mess again.

If she is disappointed with men, it would be better to say that she completely understands that men are the most unreliable in this world. Women should be more steadily than to rely on themselves.

In the small living room, Chen Xiaoyi, who was pulled by Zhao Wensheng, was still angry. On the opposite side, Jiang Weitao stood up and pointed to his chest and said, "If she can't continue to accept men, it's all your fault!"

"You can shut your dog's mouth! There is never a third person who needs to interrupt the matter between me and her!"

"If you have the confidence, why don't you dare to tell your parents, but instead drag it to talk to an outsider today?"

"Who said I dare not tell my parents! I will tell you today that no one can stop me from being with her!"

"But, would she be with you?"

Chen Xiaoyi's eyes fell on the tight door panel of the room and shouted: "Afang, come out and listen to me."

"She can hear whatever you want to say to her."

This bastard kept blowing cool breeze in his ears.

Zhao Wensheng was inadvertently unable to hold Chen Xiaoyi's hand. Chen Xiaoyi swung a fist and smashed it into the other person's face.

Jiang Weitao hurriedly dodged but couldn't dodge. The corner of his eyes was rubbed to the edge by his fist, and a small piece of it swollen suddenly.

Seeing that the matter was getting worse, Jun Ye turned off the fire in the kitchen, walked out and shouted, "Do you eat noodles?"

The group of people was stunned, and the two men with fists were stiff and stiff.

Jun Ye took a towel as an apron and tied it around his waist. The chef was smelling strong. He held a spoon in his hand and knocked on the bowl in his other hand: "You didn't rush on your way after getting off the plane, and didn't even eat breakfast and lunch. Aren't you hungry?"

Seeing that someone wanted to resist, Jun Ye shook his face: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it after dinner!"

Whoever wants to resist in Chef Jun Ye’s territory does not want life.

Zhao Wensheng quickly pressed the hands of the two men who swung their fists.

Dongzi was the first to run to the dining table and shouted, "It's time to eat! My little cousin is coming out."

When he heard Afang coming out, the two men who were about to fight just now rushed to the dining table and each pulled a chair to find a seat.

Afang never knew that Xiao Dongzi's mouth was so smelly, and said to Bai Lu in shame: "Look, I won't complain to his mother."

"What should you do, are you going out?"

"Can they have a meal if I don't go out?"

Bai Lu laughed at her words.

Fortunately, Afang is not a little girl anymore and knows that she has to take responsibility.

Afang tidied up her clothes and hair, and then walked out.

Those quarreling men stopped their voices when they saw her look unsightly and looked out of the room.

"Afang, sit here." Jiang Weitao just pulled open a chair.

Chen Xiaoyi hurriedly gave up his chair to her direction: "It's better to sit here than to him."

Afang glared at the same time at the same time and said, "This is someone else's home." After that, he walked around the chair they brought for her, walked to Dongzi and sat down.

Dongzi was anxious to pull out the chopsticks and eat the noodles made by Jun Ye. When he saw that she was sitting beside him, he frowned: "Little cousin, why are you sitting here?"

"You have the nerve to say! Whose blessing did you give me to come to Dali?" Afang reached out and pinched his face.

Dongzi screamed a few times in pain.

Jun Ye said to the two foolish men: "Eat noodles!"

Everyone sat down. Chef Jun Ye’s noodles smelled fragrant, and no matter how angry people were, they couldn’t help but saliva.

However, Chen Xiaoyi ate without any taste.

She didn't express her opinion?

This is not like her.

Didn't she love him very much?

It's always been, he knows it.

The more she didn't speak, the more anxious he became.

After eating the noodles, Zhao Wensheng suddenly grabbed Jiang Weitao's shoulder according to Jun Ye's instructions, pulled the other party away, and said, "Give them two opportunities to chat alone, aren't you also giving yourself a chance?"

Jiang Weitao raised his eyebrows: Interesting.

The people around him were unknowingly lost their traces.

In the empty living room, Afang and Instructor Chen sat face to face.

Chen Xiaoyi looked up and looked at her Xiurong. He felt that she had lost weight a little, which made him feel ache: "Have you been doing well recently?"

"Okay. Are you doing well?"

"It's okay." It's not good.

Chen Xiaoyi swallowed: "Can you go home with me?"
Chapter completed!