C73 Turning into a Fangirl in a Second
Jiang Nanxi helped Qiao Yi to prepare the soup and the rice before placing the chopsticks properly. Only then did Qiao Yi call her father-in-law and mother-in-law and husband over to eat.
Qiaoqiao and Xiaolang also came over. They surrounded the dining table and began to eat.
Qiao Yi's cooking skills were indeed not bad and Jiang Nanxi kept praising her.
Hsu Wenchang seemed to be very interested in Jiang Nanxi's experiences. He kept asking her where and what she had been doing for so many years.
As for Qiao Yi's mother-in-law, Liu Cuizhi, she was even more curious about Jiang Nanxi's marriage and asked a few times where Xiaolang's father was and what he was doing.
At first, Jiang Nanxi went over perfunctorily and she asked again. She was a little unhappy in her heart.
Qiao Yi answered on her behalf, "Xiaolang's father is overseas. He has his own company and is very busy. After a while, he will come and pick up the mother and son."
Liu Cuizhi's eyes revealed an envious look and asked, "Oh my, he runs a company. He must be very rich, right?"
Jiang Nanxi looked at Qiao Yi and could only follow her words and fabricate blindly, "It is still passable."
Qiao Yi said, "If the top 500 in the world is considered passable, then we simply cannot live."
As she spoke, she even deliberately looked at Hsu Wenchang.
After eating, Qiao Yi's father-in-law and mother-in-law went to watch television. Hsu Wenchang held his phone and played games. Qiaoqiao called Xiaolang to her room to play puzzles. There was a large table of leftovers and unwashed pots and pans. They were all left for Qiao Yi.
Jiang Nanxi's heart felt a little clogged as she helped Qiao Yi wash.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Qiao Yi handed a garbage bag full of garbage to Hsu Wenchang, "Go and throw the garbage away."
Hsu Wenchang was addicted to playing games and was very unwilling. But when he saw Jiang Nanxi looking at him by the side, he immediately put down his phone and said happily, "Okay, wife."
Qiao Yi then took off her apron and said to Jiang Nanxi, "Come, come to my room."
Jiang Nanxi smiled, "Okay, I want to see what kind of big work you have written."
In Qiao Yi's bedroom, other than a large bed, there was also a large desk with bookshelves.
The bookshelf was filled with books. There were famous works from both China and the outside, as well as various magazines and many popular books that were currently popular.
Jiang Nanxi's finger drew across the bookshelf and asked, "Which book did you write?"
Qiao Yi took out a book that did not betray the times and did not betray the officials and said, "I only published this one. The rest are basically on the Internet platform."
Jiang Nanxi took the book and said, "Give this to me. I want to read it properly. Oh right, do you want to sign an autograph for me? If you become popular, this book will be worth a lot. "
Qiao Yi laughed loudly and her eyes were filled with pride. "You can have this. Let me tell you, this is my most popular book. I have already signed a contract with the film industry and will be adapted into a television series, but it has not started filming yet. However, soon, both the male and female leads have been decided. The male lead is my super favorite young and handsome boy. Ahhhhhh! On the day of the opening ceremony, I must go to the venue and talk to him face to face. I must take a photo with him, hahaha... "
She was so excited that she instantly became a fan.
Jiang Nanxi laughed." Hey, hey, be more reserved. We are also a big writer. We are also good at it. I guess that young man will not be able to suck up to you in time!"
"Hehehe, you don't even know how handsome he is. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen, and he is one of the most handsome men. Wait a minute, I'll find you a photo of him!"
Qiao Yi started to flip her phone.
At this moment, Jiang Nanxi's phone rang. When she saw that it was an unknown number, she did not think much and picked up the call.
"Hello, who is it?"
"Nanxi, where are you? I want to see you!"
Gao Weitine's voice came from the phone.2
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