After finishing the instant noodles, Xia Ning felt as if she had regained all her energy. She looked at the man in the video and saw that he was staring at her without blinking.

“What’s wrong?” She asked tentatively. The way he looked at her made her feel a little scared.

“I’m watching my wife eat. ” Qiao Yu replied.

Xia Ning was speechless. What did this mean?

He suddenly sighed.”For the first time, I realized that I didn’t lose to other men, but I lost to a bowl of instant noodles.”

Xia Ning was speechless. What was this?

“What nonsense are you talking about?” she asked directly.

“I’m not talking nonsense. When you were eating instant noodles, you looked at me at first, then ignored me. ”

Xia Ning was speechless. Why didn’t she feel that he was sad?

“I was just hungry!”

“I missed you, so I didn’t eat. But when you video-called me, your eyes were fixed on the instant noodles. It’s because this bowl of instant noodles is more important than me that I’m so sad now.” Qiao Yu said in a serious tone.

This person had also learned how to act …

“Okay, I was wrong. By the way, are you going on a business trip to B city tomorrow?” Xia Ning changed the topic.

Qiao Yu replied,”yes.” Knowing that she was a little embarrassed, he didn’t press her too hard. On the contrary, it was boring.

“Why so suddenly?” Xia Ning asked, puzzled.

“What do you think?” Qiao Yu looked at her, his eyes filled with emotions.

Xia Ning was taken aback and said tentatively,””It can’t be for me, right?”

“What else?” Qiao Yu asked.

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Xia Ning was speechless. She had not expected this.

“When I come, Mrs. Qiao won’t have to eat instant noodles anymore.” Qiao Yu added.

Xia Ning was speechless. She could imagine that instant noodles would be with her for a long time.

“Do you want to go eat something?” She said,”don’t get stomach problems from hunger.”

“If you’re afraid that I’ll get stomach problems from hunger, video call me for a while longer.” Qiao Yu replied.

Xia Ning was speechless. Was there any direct connection between a video call and a meal? Did her intelligence drop? Qiao Yu was so much smarter than her!

“There’s a phrase called “a feast for the eyes!”” Qiao Yu explained, knowing that Xia Ning didn’t understand.

Xia Ning was speechless. As expected, she had been abroad for too long and was not very familiar with China idioms.

“You’re so talkative. ” She glanced at him.

“Rest early. You have to film tomorrow. Remember to take good care of yourself these few days. Be very careful when you’re filming. Remember to spray insect repellent when you go out.” Qiao ran reminded her. He wanted to chat with her for a while longer, but he knew that she was very tired. Otherwise, she would not have eaten instant noodles to cope with it.

Xia Ning nodded.”Yes, you too.” She blinked at him.”Don’t miss me too much when you’re out on a business trip.”

“I will definitely miss you. But if I miss you, I will call you.” Qiao Yu replied.

Xia Ning smiled and said,”sure, I’ll be waiting for Mr. Qiao to flip his cards then.”

“Yes.” “Good night,” Qiao ran replied.

“Good night,” she said.

After the video call ended, Qiao Yu looked at his phone in silence. It seemed like a Palace drama where the Emperor had to flip his cards before having sex with his wife. It seemed that the scripts he had studied up on were still useful.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. The gloominess he had felt when he came back this afternoon because he did not see her had completely disappeared.

Thinking about his son who was still outside, Qiao Yu opened the door and walked out. He saw his son leaning against the wall, seemingly asleep.

He rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He could still fall asleep like this. He was really a little pig. He walked over, bent down, and picked him up. He placed him on the bed in his room. Wife and father. The father and son could only rely on each other for survival.

He had forgotten that when Xia Ning was still around, he had wanted to kick his son as far away as he could. He had almost stuffed him back into Xia Ning’s stomach.