Chapter 860
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After hanging up, Xu Jiamu casually asked, "Who called?"
In Song Xiangsi's memory, in all the years they had known each other, Xu Jiamu had never asked about her private life. Hence, when she heard his words, she was stunned for a moment, before randomly coming up with a lie. "An advertiser. He's been a little tired lately, so he doesn't want to take on any more work."
"Oh." Xu Jiamu believed her.
"Let's eat breakfast." Song Xiangsi seemed to casually change the topic.
Xu Jiamu nodded, walking over to the dining table. He picked up a small bun with his chopsticks, and when he stuffed it into his mouth, he raised his head and glanced at Song Xiangsi. "If you're tired, then you might as well retire. Haven't you been complaining about not wanting to act for a long time?"
Song Xiangsi swept a glance at Xu Jiamu, and said half-jokingly, "How can I earn money by retiring? Are you going to support me? "
"Of course," Xu Jiamu replied without hesitation.
Song Xiangsi was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Xu Jiamu, and then smiled nonchalantly. "I don't want to be a vase."
Xu Jiamu twitched the corner of his lips, but didn't say a word.
Song Xiangsi's eyes clearly dimmed, then she lowered her head to continue eating her porridge.
Xu Jiamu stared at Song Xiangsi in front of him, and thought back to his smooth reply just now.
- You're going to support me?
- Of course.
The more he thought about it, the more he seemed to understand something.
On the third day after the wedding, Lu Jinnian and Qiao Anhao found out that Han Ruchu had died.
At that time, Qiao Anhao had just come out from the hospital to visit Qiao Anxia. Since it was still early, they went to the baby section of the mall to buy baby products for the seven-month-old baby.
At that time, Lu Jinnian and Qiao Anhao were choosing a crib for the baby. The sales lady enthusiastically introduced them to all the better cribs in the store, then asked, "May I know which one Mr. and Mrs. Lu would like to choose?"
Lu Jinnian pointed at a solid wood one. "This one."
Qiao Anhao pointed at a prettier one. "This one."
The two of them spoke at the same time.
The two of them glanced at each other. He pointed at the one she had pointed at, and she pointed at the one he had pointed at, saying in unison, "Let's go with this one!"
Both of them wanted to choose the one the other liked, but after three tries, they still couldn't come to an agreement. Qiao Anhao couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. "Lu Jinnian, why do you keep changing? Which one are you going to choose?"
You obviously change as well... Lu Jinnian muttered in his heart before turning to the waitress. "Both of you, help me pay the bill."
As he said this, he reached into his pocket for his wallet. Just as he pulled out his card, his phone rang. It was his assistant. Lu Jinnian picked up the call while swiping his card. His expression slowly turned ugly.
Qiao Anhao looked at Lu Jinnian's expression, becoming especially nervous.
Lu Jinnian only said "I got it" before hanging up. He signed his name, left the delivery address, and held Qiao Anhao's hand as they walked out of the crib store. "Qiao Qiao, Han Ruchu is dead."
Dead?
Qiao Anhao's mouth fell open, staring at Lu Jinnian in disbelief.
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