When Zhao Qingnuan woke up, it was already late, and after such a fuss, the hour hand was almost pointing to twelve o'clock.

It's time for Mo Shiwei to go home from school.

Zhao Qingnuan was in a daze with red eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking, she was motionless like a statue, and even her breathing was subtle.

A gust of wind blew, and the curtains were churned through the half-open window, and Zhao Qingnuan was also awakened by this gust of wind, subconsciously glanced at the time, and turned her head out of the window again, her expression stunned.

Knock knock.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door of the room. Zhao Qingnuan's eyes lit up, is it Dad?

"Miss Qingnuan, it's almost time for dinner, let's go down and eat?"

It's Aunt Li, the voice through the door panel is not too clear, but you can still hear it clearly, including the usual smile in Aunt Li's voice.

The light in Zhao Qingnuan's eyes dimmed, a self-ironic smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she blinked, forcing back the hot tears that came up.

opened his mouth, but finally did not make a sound. Aunt Li didn't care, waited for a while and listened to no movement, then left quietly, as if the only purpose of her coming up was to inform.

As for Zhao Qingnuan, it seems that it has nothing to do with her.

"Madam, my name is Miss Qingnuan. ”

After going downstairs, Aunt Li bowed slightly to Fu Rong who was sitting on the sofa and said with a smile.

Fu Rong nodded, "That's good, the child hasn't eaten anything since he got up in the morning, Aunt Li, you go to the kitchen and instruct them to make two other light dishes, or porridge, which is better for the child's stomach." ”

Fu Rong instructed patiently, and there was no trace of abnormality on her face at the moment, as if what happened last night was just a dream, and now she was still the gentle and considerate mother.

Mo Jian sat on the chair on the other side of the window, holding a newspaper in his hand, listening to Fu Rong's words, his eyes flashed a little.

The more Fu Rong is like this, Mo Jian is relieved in his heart, but more of it is uncomfortable, gratitude to his wife, and apology to Mo Shiwei, like a dense net, covering his heart.

After Fu Rong sent Aunt Li away, she picked up the flower tea in front of her and took a sip gently, her eyes watered, and she slowly passed over Mo Jian quietly.

Zhao Qingnuan stayed in the room for a while before hesitating to get up. She didn't want to go down, she didn't want to face anyone in this family, at the moment she didn't have a sense of belonging to this family, to anyone in this family, she just wanted to leave far away.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his red eyes couldn't see anything abnormal at the moment, and the corners of Zhao Qingnuan's mouth barely outlined a curvature, adjusting his expression.

She has to go down, she can't run away. Mo Shiwei is coming back soon, she can't let her see that something is wrong, and she must not be allowed to see her own jokes!

This is just the beginning, and it can't hold on? How will I go from then on? Will I leave it to fate? Let Mo Shiwei show off her power in front of her, and let her step on herself into the dirt?

Therefore, she has to hold on, no matter how big the hardship is, she has to endure it, and there will always be a day when she will come out.

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Qingnuan opened the door and walked out with her head held high.

Fu Rong heard the movement, turned her head to look, and saw Zhao Qingnuan with a worried face, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Is your head still hurting? I'll ask Aunt Li to bring you a cup of honey water." ”

Fu Rong looked at Zhao Qingnuan and raised her voice of concern.

"Mom, I'm fine, no need. ”

Zhao Qingnuan said hurriedly, and then her eyes couldn't help but gently sweep to Mo Jian by the window, seeing that he was motionless, he didn't turn around to look at him at all, and his eyes couldn't help but be gloomy.

Fu Rong took all her every move into her eyes, and she didn't react, so she didn't see it.

In fact, she already knew what happened in the study in the morning, and it was difficult not to pay attention to such a big movement. But she didn't go out of her way to listen, so she didn't know why they quarreled, so she knew that the quarrel was quite fierce.

Why else? Come to think of it, it's probably because of last night's incident. Fu Rong thought to herself.

If she knew that the reason why Zhao Qingnuan and Mo Jian really quarreled was Mo Shiwei, she didn't know how she would feel? At least for a while, it would be impossible for Zhao Qingnuan to be pleasant.

Zhao Qingnuan should also be glad that Mo Jian was angry again, and she didn't tell Fu Rong about it, otherwise where would she still have such a peaceful life.

Fu Rong, who didn't know, thought very simply, as long as the two of them didn't hurt Mo Shiwei, then love would be whatever she wanted, she didn't bother to pay attention to it, and she hadn't been like this for more than ten years.

"Dad. Zhao Qingnuan came to the living room and shouted timidly at Mo Jian's back.

"Yes. Mo Jian replied in a deep voice and did not look back.

Zhao Qingnuan felt another pain in her heart, her face sank uncontrollably, she bit her lip and sat on the sofa, no longer speaking.

This oppressive silence was not broken until Mo Shiwei entered the house.

Mo Jian looked at her delicate daughter, her heart warmed, and the words of concern in her mouth naturally came out.

"Weiwei is back, are you tired?"

Next, there is a happy scene between the father and daughter, Fu Rong is happy to see it, but Zhao Qingnuan is not so happy.

Looking at this picture that usually only happens to herself, at this moment the protagonist has been replaced by Mo Shiwei, and her heart feels like someone is being stabbed with a needle.

At the dinner table, Mo Shiwei looked at Zhao Qingnuan, who was unusually silent, and then looked at Mo Jian, who was particularly kind today, and couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.

What's going on today? What happened when she wasn't there?

However, no matter how curious he was, Mo Shiwei didn't show it on his face, and wisely chose to turn a blind eye. No matter what happens, it doesn't matter as long as it's harmless to you, but if it's harmful to Zhao Qingnuan, it's even better.

Looking at the scene in front of him, isn't it Zhao Qingnuan who is deflated?

Mo Shiwei was eating happily, and his mood was compared to Zhao Qingnuan, which was simply sunny.

In the afternoon, Mo Shiwei, who was riding to school, smiled slightly, thinking in a good mood, I didn't expect Zhao Qingnuan to quarrel with her father, not bad, good progress.

Zhao Qingnuan, where is this going, you can't help it, it's messed up, then the days will be more exciting in the future, how should you face it?

The drama will only get more and more lively, you have to be strong, otherwise how can you be worthy of me?

After arriving at the school, Bai Lixin smiled at her mysteriously: "Take you to play on the weekend and enjoy your face?"

"Where are you going?" asked Mo Shiwei nonchalantly.

"What's your reaction, is it difficult to be curious?" Bai Lixin muttered dissatisfiedly, his eyes still staring at Mo Shiwei.

"May I ask Miss Baili, where are you going to take the little one on the weekend?" Mo Shiwei was helpless, squeezed out a smile, and looked at Baili Xin "curiously".

Bai Lixin rolled his eyes, snorted, and then said quite arrogantly: "What, I have a small birthday on the weekend, come with me? By the way, show them what kind of treasure I found." ”

Mo Shiwei frowned when he heard this, it's his birthday again?