85_85368When Xihe raised his head, he smiled lightly at Qu Yang's eyebrows, as if she had just secretly looked at him.

Her face turned slightly red, and her chopsticks were placed next to the plate, hesitating to know whether to pick them up.

Just as she hesitated, a pair of chopsticks quickly reached over in the oblique ground and took away the soup dumpling that had just cooled. Swallowing it in one gulp, Nian Xinyu wrapped his mouth and said vaguely: "If you don't eat it, give it to me." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a line of sight fell on her body lightly and heavily, Nian Xinyu's expression froze, the bun blocked her throat and eyes, and her face instantly turned red.

"Ahem...... Yun"

Xihe's original expression was relieved, but when he saw Nian Xinyu's uncomfortable cough, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly put the cold milk blowing in front of him to Nian Xinyu's mouth, let her drink two sips, and then helped her pat her back.

"You eat slowly, and no one will rob you. Ankle"

Nian Xinyu glanced at his father with palpitations, looking sad, and then moved to sandwich the soup dumplings in front of him to Xihe's plate: "You eat too." ”

Xihe looked at Nian Xinyu with some surprise, if it weren't for Nian Quyang being here, she really wanted to hug Nian Xinyu and kiss her little face.

Nian Xinyu was embarrassed by her gentle gaze, and couldn't help but whisper at her: "Look at what, don't eat it quickly!" ”

"Nian Xinyu." Nian Quyang suddenly let out a faint voice.

Nian Xinyu's little back instantly straightened: "Daddy, I'll eat it right away." ”

After speaking, he no longer cared about Xihe, and quickly solved the soup dumplings on his plate.

A small table with an unexpectedly warm atmosphere.

Xihe didn't really want to eat after eating two, and he was bored holding chopsticks to watch Nian Xinyu eat. Little people, cute and distressing, but unfortunately there is no mother, only father alone, and his personality will inevitably be stubborn and arrogant.

The left hand was unconsciously placed on the table, and the ring on the ring finger was as simple as her person.

Nian Quyang also put down the chopsticks after only eating two, he went out for a trip, and when he came back, he was on his mobile phone, and he explained something to the other end of the phone lightly, and his eyes inadvertently saw Xihe quietly looking at Nian Xinyu with a satisfied look, and his tone unconsciously eased a little. Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to the silver ring on her left ring finger, and his footsteps paused and his eyes suddenly deepened.

"The ring style is good."

He hung up the phone and suddenly made a sound, a low voice like coming from the end of a violin, which seemed to have a deep meaning.

Xihe Wensheng looked at the fingers of his left hand.

The ring that Mu Jinghuan gave her, even when she was most disappointed and desperate for him, she never took it off. He rubbed the ring with his right hand, then reached back to his left.

"It won't be long before it's time to put it away." Nozomi replied unconsciously.

There was a hint of loss in her voice, and she didn't know if it was because she simply liked the ring, and she didn't really want to put it away.

When I came back to my senses, I realized what I had said to Mr. Nian, wasn't this just suing him that he was about to divorce?

Thinking of the recent ambiguity between the two, her breath was suffocated, and then she coughed lightly, took a tissue and wiped Nian Xinyu's juicy face: "I'll go to the checkout first." ”

When I stood up just now, I was stopped by Mr. Nian's words: "No, I've already finished it." ”

Xihe stood there a little unnaturally, not knowing what to say, and after a while, it wasn't until Nian Xinyu finished breakfast and pulled her hand that she breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go." ”

Nian Quyang arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten and drove away, Xihe looked at the license plate number of his car and was slightly distracted. That license plate number, it should be a coincidence......

"Come back to your senses, my daddy is gone." Nian Xinyu tugged at the corners of her skirt.

Xihe retracted his gaze with complicated eyes, glanced at Nian Xinyu, and saw her looking at herself with a narrow face, and couldn't help but explain: "I just think your daddy's license plate number is interesting." ”

"An explanation is a cover-up." Nian Xinyu dropped this sentence, and turned around and walked towards the kindergarten coolly.

The rest of Nozomi and looked at her back helplessly, she couldn't go in yet, she had to wait outside for the children to be sent to the kindergarten.

Not far away, she saw Song Xincheng who was gently talking to her parents.

It's ridiculous to say, she used to be Mu Jinghuan's most powerful assistant, after getting married, in order to cater to Mu Jinghuan's preferences, she quit her previous job and became a kindergarten teacher, just because she knew that Song Xincheng was a kindergarten teacher, and Mu Jinghuan once said that she liked the feeling when Song Xincheng was with the children.

Later, she learned that even if she liked this feeling, it depended on the person. At least she hopes to be with the children, and she is not favored by Mu Jinghuan. But now she's in love with the job, and it's when she's most relaxed with innocent kids.

"Nozomi." Song Xincheng walked towards her, and at this time, she smiled softly, "I didn't expect you to become a kindergarten teacher too, it's good, the two of us can work together in the future." I really miss the time when we were in the orphanage, when the two of us used to play together and said that we must not be separated. ”

She walked up to Nozomi and took Nozomi by the hand.

Xihe wanted to withdraw her hand from her hand for a moment, but thinking of Mu Jinghuan's eyes looking at her last night, she paused her movements and nodded:

"Xincheng, I didn't expect to meet you in kindergarten."

"Xihe ......" Song Xincheng saw her stiff expression and sighed lightly, "You...... Are you blaming me? ”

"You're thinking too much." Xihe lowered his eyes.

"Actually, you know, I've always only regarded Mu Jinghuan as a friend." Song Xincheng bit her lower lip and explained anxiously, "I know that you and Jing Huan are married, and I sincerely bless you and Jing Huan." ”

If there was anything that could be said to rub salt in Xihe's wounds, it would be this sentence.

She knew that Song Xincheng was a good person, but not all good people were liked. Xihe knew that she was narrow-minded, but such words made her more aware of the fact that Mu Jinghuan loved the woman in front of her.

She smiled bitterly, and finally couldn't help but pull her hand out of her hand: "Xincheng, I have never blamed you for this matter, and you don't have to feel sorry." Mu Jinghuan can't control who he likes, and besides, I'm ready to divorce him. ”

"What?" Song Xincheng's voice suddenly rose.

Nozomi frowned slightly.

"Nozomi." Her expression was a little complicated, and she suddenly grabbed her hand again, and her eyes became a little cautious, "Why did you suddenly divorce Jing Huan?" ”

Without waiting for Xihe to answer, she asked directly, "Is it because of me...... Or is it someone else? When she said the latter sentence, her eyes kept paying close attention to Nozomi's glasses, as if she wanted to see her thoughts really.

Xihe suddenly had a strange feeling, but still shook his head: "It's not because of you or others, I just think that maybe divorcing him will be better for him and me." ”

She didn't want to drag Mu Jinghuan, and she didn't want to drag herself either. She is still young and may be able to re-experience a marriage instead of being trapped in this hopeless love, fruitless.

Song Xincheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of what he had just seen, his heart lifted again.

Regardless of whether Xihe is telling the truth or not, the relationship between her and Nian Quyang and Nian Xinyu is not the relationship between ordinary teachers, parents and students. She could see that the relationship between them was good, but this was good, what kind of Cheng dù had come to?

Thinking that he hadn't caught up with Nian Quyang for so many years, Song Xincheng's heart was slightly sour, and the words in his heart couldn't help but ask: "Xihe, do you know Qu Yang?" ”

Xihe was slightly stunned, and then said lightly: "He is Xiao Yu's father." ”

Song Xincheng pursed her lips: "I see you ...... Good relationship. ”

Xihe glanced at Song Xincheng with strange eyes, and then pulled out the hand she was holding again, with an indifferent expression: "Xincheng, if you want to ask me if my divorce from Jing Huan is because of Mr. Nian, I will tell you very clearly that I have nothing to do with him." I divorced Jing Huan just because I couldn't wait for the next five or seven years. ”

After speaking, Xihe didn't wait for Song Xincheng to say anything, and walked straight towards the school gate.

In fact, if she found a man again, and then it would be okay to be with him, at least when she divorced Mu Jinghuan, she didn't have to hesitate for a long time before making up her mind.

Song Xincheng didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or be more nervous. Xihe obviously misunderstood his words, but this also shows from the other side that Xihe does not have a deep relationship with Qu Yang, at least on Xihe's side, no. But from Qu Yang's side, she was not sure, especially since she had just seen the interaction between Nian Xinyu and Xihe......

Song Xincheng's hand clenched secretly.

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When school was out in the afternoon, it was not Nian Xinyu who was picked up by Nian Quyang's driver, but an old lady who was over 50 years old but still charming