Chapter 775
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When she got home, the first thing she did was to go to the bathroom to pick up the pregnancy test kits on the floor. She placed them in a black trash bag and casually grabbed the test results she had brought out from the hospital. She walked around the bedroom to find a place to hide them, but in the end, she laid on the fluffy carpet. Just as she was about to stuff them under the bed, she saw a familiar metal box.
Qiao Anhao froze for a moment. She pulled the metal box out and opened it. Inside were old RMB, plane tickets, train tickets, and a light blue envelope filled with pink hearts.
This was the one she had bought for Lu Jinnian's birthday. In order to hide the surprise she had bought for him, she could only hide the metal box under the bed. Later on, she thought that he had aborted the child, so when they parted, she was too preoccupied with those thoughts to think that the metal box was in her suitcase.
If she hadn't accidentally found it today, who knew how long the metal box would have stayed under the bed?
Qiao Anhao stared at the items in the metal box for a while, then the corners of her lips curved slightly. She stuffed the pregnancy test kits and test results back into the metal box, closed the lid, and pushed it back under the bed.
When Xu Jiamu returned to Su Yuan apartments, Song Xiangsi was in the kitchen, wrapped in an apron, cooking.
The kitchen was open style. When Xu Jiamu stood at the entrance to change his shoes, he saw Song Xiangsi holding a knife in an imposing manner, chopping cucumbers without any sense of order or beauty.
The exhaust fan was clearly turned on, but he didn't know what Song Xiangsi was doing, but the smell of smoke in the apartment was a little choking. When she heard the door open, she covered her mouth and coughed. She turned her head and said to Xu Jiamu, "You're back? Wash your hands and eat. "
Then, without waiting for Xu Jiamu to reply, she turned her head. As though she was about to kill someone, she grabbed the knife handle with both hands and chopped the cucumbers on the chopping board. Then, she grabbed the cucumbers and placed them into two bowls. With a "pa", she slammed them down on the dining table. She raised her brows at Xu Jiamu, who was standing in the living room with furrowed brows. "What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to eat? "
"Yes." He went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then sat in front of Song Xiangsi. Just as he picked up his chopsticks, he saw the black lump in the bowl. He was so shocked that he dropped his chopsticks on the table. "Song Xiangsi, can you tell me what this is?"
Song Xiangsi calmly lifted her eyelids with a matter-of-fact expression. "Zhajiang noodles, why, have you never eaten it before?"
"Zhajiang noodles? Does your fried paste noodles look like this? " Xu Jiamu picked up his chopsticks again, and picked at the lumps of dough, cucumber strips of varying thickness, and the black sauce that he couldn't tell what it was. He laughed in disgust. "Heh heh, I really couldn't tell."
As Xu Jiamu's voice fell, Song Xiangsi grabbed the bowl in front of him. Without another word, she threw it into the bin. Xu Jiamu quickly snatched the bowl back and used his chopsticks to stir the noodles for a long time. With great difficulty, he picked up a strand of noodles and put it in his mouth. The next second, he picked up a glass of water and gulped it down. "Song Xiangsi, just how much salt did you put in?"
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