Knock knock.

The knock on the door interrupted Jiang Diyun's madness, but it made him irritable and roared: "It's not that no one can be disturbed, get out." ”

"Diyun."

Lin Nuan was holding a cup of hot milk, startled by Jiang Diyun's roar, and stood at the door of the study aggrievedly.

Seeing that it was Lin Nuan, Jiang Diyun pinched his eyebrow bone and suppressed the anger in his chest: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet." ”

Lin Nuan walked in and was understanding: "Seeing that you haven't rested for two days, I specially warmed a glass of milk for you, which is good for sleep." ”

Staring at the milky milk, Jiang Diyun lost his mind for a moment, and Qin Sheng would always warm a glass of milk for him before going to bed before.

"In the future, you will let the servants do this kind of thing, and you don't need to do it yourself."

"I would do anything for you." Lin Nuan's voice was gentle, and she asked tentatively: "Diyun, you have been in a bad mood for the past two days, is it because of Qin Sheng's matter?" ”

As soon as he thought of Qin Sheng, Lin Nuan hated it in his heart, obviously he was dead, but he could still affect Jiang Diyun's emotions.

Jiang Diyun's eyes were heavy, and he couldn't distinguish joy and anger: "No, she deserves it, don't think nonsense, go back to the room early to rest." ”

"Diyun, I ......"

The mobile phone on the desk rang, Jiang Diyun slid the screen to connect, and before anyone spoke there, there was a baby's cry.

Lin Nuan didn't know who was calling, let alone what the other party said, but Jiang Diyun's face changed suddenly, and he took the car keys and went out.

The breath of time is in the blood.

Five years later.

Qin Sheng, who was 'resurrected from the dead', was coming out of the airport.

She is one of the best beauties, with a light blue shirt, white casual pants, a pair of white crystal high heels on her feet, and chestnut curly hair draped over her shoulders.

A handsome man saw her from afar, smiled and hugged her: "Welcome home." ”

Qin Sheng took off his sunglasses and smiled like a spring breeze: "Ye Yicheng, you are really getting more and more handsome, I almost didn't recognize it." ”

"To be praised by Queen Qin, the little Sansheng is lucky." Ye Yicheng took the salute from Qin Sheng's hand like a gentleman: "Get in the car, the big guy will pick you up at night." ”

In the car, Qin Sheng looked at this city after five years of absence, and his heart gave birth to a hundred feelings.

Qin Sheng asked, "Are the houses ready?" ”

"What you explained, where did I not give it to me, this is the key, according to your request, the house is across the road from Jiang Diyun's residence." Ye Yicheng gave the key to Qin Sheng, and still asked more: "You really don't plan to go back to the Qin family?" ”

Qin Sheng was silent for a few seconds: "I won't go back for the time being." ”

Ye Yicheng said worriedly: "The current Jiang Diyun is no longer the Jiang Diyun of five years ago, you are alone, are you sure you can do it?" ”

Qin Sheng smiled: "I said that you, I haven't seen you for a few years, how did you become as nagging as a woman." ”

"I'm afraid you'll suffer again."

Qin Sheng looked out of the car window, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm not the Qin Sheng of five years ago." ”

The car finally drove into the villa area, stopped in front of a villa, Ye Yicheng saddled up and helped Qin Sheng arrange everything properly.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Qin Sheng stood on the balcony breathing in the air of the city, but caught a glimpse of a little boy playing football on the grass in front of him.

If her child were still alive, it would be so old.

Qin Sheng walked over unconsciously, the little boy was very beautiful, carved in pink and jade, and fine sweat was oozing from his forehead.

The ball suddenly rolled to Qin Sheng's feet, Qin Sheng bent down to pick it up, and the little boy ran over, leaning up his little head, obviously looking so cute, but very arrogant and rude: "Give me the ball." ”

Qin Sheng naturally didn't care about a child, and was about to give him the ball, when a woman ran over in a hurry, looking worried: "Little master, why did you come here, go back with Aunt Zhang, and when Mrs. Cheng comes back, she will be angry again." ”

"I'm not going back, I'm going to go back, you have to go back yourself." The little boy was arrogant, snatched the ball from Qin Sheng's hand and ran to the other side to play, the woman hurriedly chased after him, and said worriedly: "Little master, you run slowly." ”

When the big and small people left, Ye Yicheng's voice sounded in his ears: "That's Jiang Diyun's son, Jiang Zhan." ”

Jiang Diyun's son?

He and Lin Nuan's son?

Jiang Diyun and Lin Nuan were married five years ago, and she already knew about it.

Thinking about it, the little boy just now really looked a little like Jiang Diyun and a little like Lin Nuan.

Qin Sheng's memory was instantly pulled back to the moment when his son died in his arms five years ago.

Jiang Diyun cruelly didn't save her child, wasn't it just to divorce her and marry Lin Nuan?

That scene seemed like yesterday, and Qin Sheng would never forget it for the rest of his life.

"I'm jet lag when I go back to the house, what should you be busy with?" Qin Sheng quickly collected his emotions and walked towards the house.

Ye Yicheng couldn't cry or laugh: "I'm saddling the horse for you, driving people without drinking a cup of water, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, it's really something that your Queen Qin can do, remember the reception banquet at night, I sent you the address on your mobile phone." ”

"Okay, I got it." Qin Sheng gestured and closed the door.

Qin Sheng had just laid down for a while, when he suddenly heard footsteps downstairs, followed by a clanging sound, as if something had broken.

Ye Yicheng has already left, who else can come in this house?

In broad daylight, you can't be haunted.

She immediately put on her clothes and went downstairs, but saw Jiang Diyun's son, Jiang Zhan, standing in front of a broken vase with a football in his arms and fear.

When did this kid come in?

And how did you get in?

Jiang Zhan heard Qin Sheng's footsteps, and hurriedly took a step back, pretending to be calm, and quibbled: "No, it wasn't me who broke it, it fell by itself." ”

Qin Sheng didn't know how Jiang Diyun could teach such an arrogant son, was it because he and Lin Nuan were so doting?