She stood there for a few moments before slowly moving her steps deeper into the back garden.

Looking at the bleak trees in the garden, feeling that her belly had bulged slightly, a plan gradually formed in her mind.

Before dinner, it snowed heavily.

When Zhao Xianglu rushed home, the fireplace in the living room was burning, the branches made a slight crackling sound, Cheng Yiran was sitting on the thick carpet in front of the fireplace, she was holding a storybook and reading softly, and the two children were snuggling up to her, listening carefully to the story.

Aunt Sun hooked her sweater on the sofa not far away, looking up at the three from time to time. Uncle Chen was opposite Aunt Sun, carving something out of small wood.

Zhao Xianglu stood outside the door, looking at this warm room, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

That's probably what it feels like to be at home, right?

He knew that Cheng Yiran would bring him the feeling of home.

He pushed the door open, and the people in the room looked at him.

Ziyan cheered: "Dad!" and got up and ran towards him.

Aunt Sun and Uncle Chen got up and greeted him respectfully: "Mr. Zhao." ”

Although Cheng Yiran and He Xuan also stood up and greeted him, the original comfortable and relaxed look on their faces disappeared, replaced by a wordless embarrassment and nervousness.

Zhao Xianglu frowned slightly, feeling that his mood suddenly fell again.

It's been so long, why is Cheng Yiran still facing him like this?

When will she be able to forget Lu Chiye and concentrate on accepting him?

At this time, Ziyan found several delicate packages in his hand, and asked curiously, "Dad, what is this?"

Zhao Xianglu smiled: "This is a gift for you." ”

"Gift?" Ziyan's eyes lit up suddenly, "Can I see it now?"

"Of course. Zhao Xianglu changed his shoes, took off his coat, led her to sit cross-legged on the carpet in front of the fireplace, and spread the package in his hand on the ground: "Ziyan, Hexuan, go and give these two to Uncle Chen and Aunt Sun." ”

Ziyan then took Hexuan's hand, and one of them took a package and gave it to the two of them.

Aunt Sun and Uncle Chen's smiling mouths couldn't close together: "Oh, thank you, Miss and Little Master, thank you, Mr. Zhao." ”

After Zhao Xianglu smiled at them, he gave two bags with cartoon patterns to Hexuan and Ziyan: "Hexuan, Ziyan, come to receive New Year's gifts." ”

The two little ones happily accepted it, thanked them, and ran to the side to open the bag.

There is still the last of the largest and most delicate wraps left on the carpet.

Zhao Xianglu took Cheng Yiran's hand and said seriously: "Yiran, the day after tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, Happy New Year." ”

Cheng Yiran lowered his head and thanked him softly.

After Zhao Xianglu opened the package, he shook off a beautiful skirt, and a mini skirt that was exactly the same as the big skirt, which was for babies.

Cheng Yiran saw it, was stunned, and smiled: "I don't know the gender yet, you gave a skirt, what if it's a boy?"

"I know a person who can do the math, let him calculate a hexagram for you, and this baby will be a girl. Zhao Xianglu said very seriously.

Cheng Yiran, Cheng Yiran smiled and shook his head.

She hadn't laughed well for a long time, this smile, the brilliance between her eyebrows and eyes, Zhao Xianglu was stunned for a long time, and held her hand a little forgetfully for a while, he whispered: "If this baby is a boy, then we will have another girl for her to wear." ”

The smile on the corner of Cheng Yiran's mouth froze.

She pulled out her hand and said embarrassedly, "Thank you for the gift." ”

Zhao Xianglu's eyes deepened, he took her hand, got up and walked upstairs.

Cheng Yiran didn't dare to struggle loudly, afraid that Hexuan would be worried, so he could only ask him in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

He Xuan asked, "Mom, Uncle Zhao, where are you going?"

Zhao Xianglu turned his head to look at her, his eyes blazing.

Cheng Yiran squeezed out a comforting smile at Hexuan: "I have something to talk about with Uncle Zhao, you can play." ”

"Oh. He Xuan nodded.

The words had already been spoken, and Cheng Yiran could only obediently follow Zhao Xianglu into the upstairs bedroom.

Seeing Zhao Xianglu lock the bedroom door, Cheng Yiran was finally afraid: "Is there anything wrong with bringing me in?"

"Go and put the skirt on and I'll see if it fits. After Zhao Xianglu said this, he looked at Cheng Yiran playfully, and his expression was obviously relaxed.

"You were nervous just now?" he approached her, "what do you think I want to do?"

Cheng Yiran dodged him in a panic and walked quickly into the cloakroom with his skirt.

After she came, Zhao Xianglu specially vacated a cloakroom for her that was comparable to the area of an ordinary person's entire house, from all kinds of big-name clothes, shoes and hats, to watches and accessories, and bought her all in one go.

It's just that she hasn't been out much because she is pregnant, so everything in it is still new.

She changed her dress, looked at herself in the mirror, closed her eyes, and sighed softly.

"Baby......" she touched her belly and whispered to herself, "You say, should I do this......?

But remembering Hexuan's sigh, she bit her lip again and opened her eyes.

It's no longer a matter of reluctance.

If she is destined to lose, then she must find a way to keep herself from losing.

She took a deep breath and walked out.

Zhao Xianglu leaned against the door and waited for her.

Seeing her come out, he looked her up and down in amazement, and praised her sincerely: "Beautiful." ”

Cheng Yiran was a little embarrassed to pin a strand of broken hair behind his ear: "Zhao Xianglu, I have something to tell you." ”

Zhao Xianglu was a little surprised, since Cheng Yiran came here and realized his determination to leave her behind, her words had become very few.

He tried not to take the initiative to talk to her, and she was really able to keep silent.

Now that she can take the initiative to speak like this, there must be something really important.

"What's the matter, you say. Zhao Xianglu walked to the sofa by the window and sat down, looking ready to listen.

Cheng Yiran walked over and sat down opposite him, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "I want to ask you for your help in sending Hexuan back to Lu Chiye, okay?"

Zhao Xianglu's eyes instantly sharpened: "Give me a reason." ”

Cheng Yiran was silent, and then said: "Hexuan is Chi Ye's child, he is now older, and he has always been thinking about returning to Chi Ye's side, I don't want to see him so painful." Moreover, I have left him, and I don't want him to suffer the double pain of losing his wife and children at the same time. ”

Zhao Xianglu looked at her sarcastically: "Do you think that people like Lu Chiye can't find anyone else to have children except you?"