After sleeping and getting up, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, Bian Rui entered the space, simply got some vegetables for himself and fried a plate, and then used the kitchen crockpot to stew a bowl of rice to fill his stomach.

After eating, I cleaned up my small restaurant from beginning to end, wiped all the corners and corners, and made the entire kitchen with a few small tables spotless before I put it away.

When cooking, whether it is kitchenware or clothes on the body, it must be clean, and there is no room for a little oil stains, and every time you touch the food with your hands, you have to clean your hands, one can't do it, it's a board, for more than ten years, Bian Rui has formed a habit, and the kitchen can't tolerate a little dirty.

After such a toss, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Bian Rui estimated that his daughter should also go home, so he packed his things, put them in a travel bag, tied them to the luggage rack of the top box of the motorcycle, and drove the motorcycle in the direction of his ex-wife's current home.

Wang Jie's new home is not close to Bian Rui's side, the motorcycle has to walk for more than half an hour, and the high-rise residences on the side of the road are out of sight, and the villa area in front of him is almost to Wang Jie's new home.

Wang Jie's current husband is her middle school classmate, I heard that she has been secretly in love with her since middle school, but she has always been inferior to her own conditions and dare not express it, and later fought for a career on Mingzhu's side, and met Wang Jie again.

If this story has nothing to do with Bian Rui, then Bian Rui may have to praise this sentence, but it was his daughter-in-law who was robbed, and Bian Rui's thoughts were completely different.

Even if Bian Rui doesn't like this person, he has to admit that this kid named Zhao Weishan has two brushes, a poor boy from the township to Mingzhu, who has created a foundation with his ability and lives in a luxury car villa, he is definitely a top phoenix man of successful people.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Bian Rui stopped his motorcycle and registered in the doorman's room, and left a personal image, and the doorman called Wang Jie to confirm it, and then let Bian Rui in.

drove a motorcycle to the door of the villa, and Bian Rui found that Wang Jie and her new husband were already standing at the door waiting for him.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

When her daughter Bian Jing saw Bian Rui, she immediately jumped happily and waved her hand, shook off her mother's hand and ran towards Bian Rui, arrived at the gate of the fence of the small courtyard, opened the door and pounced on Bian Rui.

Bian Rui bent down, stretched out his hand and hugged his daughter in his arms, first kissed his daughter, and then hugged her and began to turn in circles.

Wang Jie stood on the steps at the door, looking at Bian Rui with a ghostly expression, when she saw Bian Rui driving a motorcycle towards her side, it seemed that time had gone back at this moment, and the teenager who rode a heavy machine and a cycling uniform on the campus and harvested the eyes of the school-free sister was resurrected again.

And the man who was mixed with fat, drunk as soon as he got home, and slept upside down seemed to have never existed.

The man who was also standing on the steps was a little embarrassed now, because Bian Rui was much more energetic than him now, with a tall and sturdy figure, no fat on his body, a black riding uniform all over his body, shaved blue sideburns and chin, and a steel beast with a red industrial texture next to him, how to look manly.

The man subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wife's hand, as if he was afraid of losing her, at this moment, even if the man had a pocket full of money, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Wang Jie felt her husband's hand, grabbed her husband's hand with her backhand, and pulled her husband to the door together.

Bian Rui's attention was all on his daughter at this time, he hugged his daughter tightly, gently sniffed the smell of his daughter, his brain was blank, and his heart was full of sweetness of hugging his daughter.

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm out of breath!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Bian Rui heard the sound of his daughter's milky voice, and let go of his daughter slightly.

Looking at his daughter's face and gently brushing away a strand of hair on his daughter's face, Bian Rui asked with a smile, "Doll, do you miss your father?"

"I think about it, did Dad bring me a gift?"

"Of course I brought it, Dad will bring it out for you!"

Holding his daughter in one hand, Bian Rui opened the rear top box of the motorcycle with one hand, and there was a very beautiful, and very cool Viking-style horn riding helmet in the back top box, the children's version of the 3/4 helmet, the foreskin on the surface of the helmet, the leather was treated into a metallic texture, there are two real calf horns on both sides of the helmet, and there are two white fox tail decorations along the edge of the helmet, not to mention children, even adults will like it at a glance.

"It's so pretty, it's so pretty, I'm going to wear it to school".

As soon as she saw it, the girl stretched out her hand and shouted to get it.

The daughter likes Bian Rui and is naturally happy, so she reached out and picked up the helmet and buckled it on her daughter's head, only to find that the helmet was a little bigger, but the child was still young and would grow a head, and it was not a big problem to be bigger.

In addition to the helmet, Bian Rui also prepared a set of small cycling clothes for his daughter, and some European-style silver jewelry, all of which Bian Rui bought for his daughter when he looked good in Europe.

"It's not good for a girl to play this, it's too alternative, don't be crazy like a boy in the future!"

Seeing what Bian Rui bought for his daughter, Wang Jie frowned slightly.

Zhao Weishan came to Bian Rui's side, because his height was a little far from Bian Rui, so Zhao Weishan wanted to speak and raised his head slightly, so Zhao Weishan took a step or two back quietly.

"Bian Rui, do you want to come into the house and sit for a while, I think we can be friends."

Bian Rui still looked at his daughter: "We will never be friends, really, it is better to live a real life than everyone is pretending, the relationship is very good now, and it will be like this in the future."

Zhao Weishan's face was a little embarrassed when he heard Bian Rui say this, but after all, he was in business, so he quickly calmed down, laughed twice and stopped talking.

Wang Jie handed the bag in his hand to Bian Rui at this time: "Some people change clothes, don't let her go crazy when you go back to your hometown, don't let her play in the water ......."

"Okay, I see! My parents are worried about following you, the two old people can't wait to rub the doll into their eyes, what danger can there be."

Bian Rui said and took the bag, put it in the back top box, and then took out the luggage for his daughter to put on, and after a while, her daughter was heroic in Bian Rui's eyes.

stepped into the car, put his daughter in front of him, and Bian Rui put on his daughter small goggles, so that both father and daughter became American motorcycles.

"Lao Zhao, you go to the house first, and I will say a few words to Bian Rui," Wang Jie said.

Zhao Weishan listened to it, nodded at Bian Ruiwei, turned around and walked into the house.

Wang Jie waited for her husband to walk into the house, and then said to Bian Rui: "Bian Rui, I'm sorry for your ......."

"Don't, I don't want to judge anyone, and I'm not interested in judging anyone, I'm sorry or something doesn't mean anything to me, let's not do this in the future, the rivers and lakes are far away, let's go one side." Okay, what else do you have to say, I didn't pick up the child and send it back on Sunday afternoon," Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui didn't want to listen to Wang Jie's apology, it wasn't that he was resentful, but he felt that it was pointless to say anything now. If you want to say that you don't have any grievances in your heart, it must be fake, and you can make money day and night for a few years in exchange for this end?

But when it comes to hate, Bian Rui really doesn't have that interest now, and sometimes even feels that Bian Rui is much happier now than when he lived with Wang Jie. In the past, Bian Rui had taken too many responsibilities, but now after letting go, he feels that he is living like a person, and his whole body is full of comfort.

After waiting for about five or six seconds, Bian Rui didn't wait for Wang Jie's words, he gently stepped on the accelerator, and the roaring engine immediately roared, and the unique sound of the Indian engine suddenly filled Wang Jie's eardrums.

When Wang Jie came back to his senses, the demon-red motorcycle had already driven Bian Rui and his daughter out of Wang Jie's sight.

Out of the community, Bian Rui adjusted his navigation and went to his hometown.

"Dad, can I live with you?"

After a while, the daughter asked in a milky voice.

Bian Rui asked, "What's wrong? That Uncle Zhao is not good to you?"

The little girl shook her little head slightly: "No, he is good to me, and he bought me a lot of toys, but I just don't like him very much, I want to live with you, I don't like the current home, although it is big, but I still prefer the previous home."

Bian Rui didn't know how to answer his daughter for a while, so he could only gently lean his chin against his daughter's helmet.

"Listen to your mother, be friendly to Uncle Zhao, and be a polite little girl...... Okay, okay?"

"Good!"

Bian Rui doesn't like Zhao Weishan, and he also has a little opinion about Wang Jie, but Bian Rui doesn't want to pass on this idea to his daughter, because after all, his daughter wants to live with the two of them, and it is likely that she will live until adulthood, if Bian Rui instills hatred in her daughter, then it will not only hurt Wang Jie and Zhao Weishan, but also Bian Rui's daughter.

Bian Rui doesn't care about Wang Jie and Zhao Weishan, but he cares about his daughter. This is also the responsibility that a father should have, and some things are destined to be borne by a mature father.

The father and daughter went all the way to their hometown, and Wang Jie, who had just sent off his daughter, also returned home.

"Bian Rui has changed a lot, huh?" Zhao Weishan said.

Wang Jie replied casually: "It turns out that he is not fat, but after work, he and Hu Shuo started to inflate the same fat as they started the company."

"I finally know why you liked him before".

"What are you talking about?" Wang Jie furrowed his brows.

Zhao Weishan hurriedly waved his hand when he saw it and said: "I don't mean anything else, I just think that if I were a woman, there would be such a classmate in college who would definitely like him desperately, because such a man has a cool taste, and it is not the kind of cold that rejects people thousands of miles away, which makes people feel a little distance, and a little want to be close, not to mention a little girl, even a middle-aged woman is quite ......attractive."

Wang Jie walked to Zhao Weishan's side and reached out to hold her husband's hand: "Don't think about it, anyway, we won't have much intersection with him except for our daughter in the future."

Zhao Weishan was very satisfied, and he also liked his wife's words: We, let him feel that he and Wang Jie are a family.