If you say so, these things can be explained, but even if Mousse helped them for Zhong Jiaqi's sake, she still owes Mousse a favor after all, and she still owes Mousse an apology for Jiang Wenwen's matter.

Zheng Xinyu nodded: "Sister Jiaqi has indeed helped us a lot, and we should work harder now to live up to Sister Jiaqi's help to us." ”

Tang Yu nodded: "You're right, we will definitely work hard." ”

Sitting in the taxi back, Zheng Xinyu still took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mousse: "Mr. Mu, thank you for today's matter, and when the matter of Jingshi Liquor is dealt with, I will invite you to dinner." ”

Until Zheng Xinyu returned to the company, she still didn't receive a reply from Mousse, Zheng Xinyu hooked the corners of her lips and smiled helplessly, just when she felt that Mousse was replying to her, her mobile phone suddenly rang.

"It's just a gesture, you're welcome."

This matter was a gesture for Mousse, but it was very important to her, and she decided to wait until Jingshi Wine's red wine was in the warehouse before talking about inviting Mousse to dinner.

After putting away the phone, Zheng Xinyu plunged herself into work.

……

"Jiaqi, today you take Qiuqiu back to Qi's house for a night, I want to talk to Jingchen about something."

Zhong Jiaqi nodded, stretched out his hand and hugged Qiuqiu into his arms: "Qiuqiu, is it okay to go home with your godmother?" ”

Qiuqiu probably knew that he was leaving Mousse, and looked at Mousse reluctantly: "Dad...... Daddy......"

Mousse stepped forward and nodded Qiuqiu's little nose: "Qiuqiu will follow his godmother home first, and Dad will pick you up later, okay?" ”

Qiuqiu obediently let Zhong Jiaqi take him away.

Qi Jingchen poured Mousse a glass of red wine: "What's wrong?" ”

Mousse's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he didn't have the gentleness he had just when he faced Qiuqiu.

"Jingchen, how long do you say it takes to forget a person?"

"Mousse, if you can't forget, don't force yourself, you can always keep Jiang Wenwen in your heart, but never hurt Qiuqiu, otherwise you will regret it."

Mousse smiled bitterly: "Where am I willing to hurt that little tuanzi now, I really didn't like children at all before, but now Xiao Tuanzi is almost the only reason for me to live, and I'm worried that I'll spoil Xiao Tuanzi now." ”

Qi Jingchen raised his wine glass and took a sip gently.

"Jiang Wenwen is dead."

Mu Si smiled helplessly: "Jingchen, you really don't know how to comfort people, of course I know that Wenwen is dead, I have long accepted this fact, but when I wake up in the middle of the night, I still can't help but look at the other half of the double bed, only to find that its owner is long gone." ”

"I know you're sad, but there's no other way for you to resolve this sadness."

"There is no other way, there is no other way, Wenwen is dead, she can't come back to life, naturally there is no other way," Mousse slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, "Which bastard said that life is more sad than death, as long as she lives, at least I can see her when I think of her, but when Wenwen is dead, I have nothing." ”

Mousse picked up another bottle of red wine on the table, lay down on the sofa in the box, and poured the red wine into his mouth one by one.

Qi Jingchen understood the sadness in Mousse's heart, when Zhong Jiaqi left him, he felt that his whole world was not bright, not to mention that Jiang Wenwen had left completely, how could Mousse not be in pain.

Only Jiang Wenwen can comfort this kind of pain, but now that Jiang Wenwen is gone, Qi Jingchen knows that no matter what he says, he can't reduce Mousse's pain, so he can only sit on the side and accompany Mousse.

Mousse curled the corners of his lips, but even the smile was bitter.

He reached out and patted Qi Jingchen's shoulder gently: "Fortunately, you can listen to me complain and complain." ”

Qi Jingchen looked straight into Mousse's eyes: "Mousse, Qiuqiu still needs you." ”

Mousse picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth again: "I'm really glad that Wenwen left me a child now, otherwise I wouldn't even know how to survive now." ”

"Drink as much as you want, I'll accompany you."

"Jingchen, you must cherish what you have now."

"I know."

Qi Jingchen sat beside Mousse and listened to Mousse vent all the pain in his heart, and by the time Mousse fell asleep on the sofa, there were already several empty bottles on the ground.

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand to help Mousse up, called a substitute driver, saw Mousse drink like this, and brought him back to Mu's house, probably scaring Old Man Mu and throwing him back to his house, Qi Jingchen was worried that Mousse would drown himself in the bathtub, so after thinking about it, it was better to take him back to Qi's house.

After getting out of the car, Qi Jingchen saw Qiuqiu and Qi Ning sitting at the door.

Qi Jingchen helped his forehead with a little headache, Qi Ning already liked to sit at the door and wait for him, but now he added another ball, the two of them imagined that the children were like finding allies, and the two of them sat at the door, staring straight out of the door.

Qiuqiu seemed to see Mousse, and immediately raised his hand to the outside and shouted, "Dad...... Daddy......"

When Qi Jingchen helped Mousse into the door, Qiuqiu covered his nose: "Dad, it smells bad!" ”

Although he said this, he still reached for Mousse's sleeve.

Qi Jingchen was worried that Mousse had drunk too much now and would accidentally hurt Qiuqiu, so he said to Zhong Jiaqi, who was busy in the kitchen, "Jiaqi, you come over and take Qiuqiu and Xiao Ning away." "Qianqian

When Zhong Jiaqi heard Qi Jingchen's voice, he immediately put down the things in his hand, wiped his hands clean, and walked to the door, reached out to pick up Qi Ning, and held the ball.

"Why did the mousse drink like this?"

"He's not feeling well."

Qiuqiu didn't know what was going on, he only knew that his father was back, but his father didn't look at him, and his weak heart was hurt.

"Daddy...... Dad ......" Qiuqiu's eyes were red in a hurry.

Zhong Jiaqi was distressed, she reached out and gently touched Qiuqiu's cheek: "Qiuqiu, Dad is asleep, let's not disturb Dad sleeping first, and then play with Dad tomorrow, okay?" ”

"Daddy, fall asleep...... Fell asleep......"

After knowing that his father didn't deliberately ignore him, Qiuqiu's mood was a little better.

"Yes, Dad is asleep, let Dad go to sleep first, you and Xiao Ning should also sleep."

After speaking, Zhong Jiaqi took Qiuqiu and Xiao Ning back upstairs, and the two of them had a feeling of hating each other, but they had only known each other for a few hours, and they were already sticking to each other.

Zhong Jiaqi wanted to take Xiao Ning to take a bath and wash Qiuqiu again, but she didn't expect that before she could carry Xiao Ning into the bathroom, Qiuqiu had already started calling Xiao Ning's name.

Qi Ning was also "babbling" in Zhong Jiaqi's arms, not knowing what to say, but a pair of eyes were still glued to Qiuqiu's face.

There was no way, Zhong Jiaqi had to fill the bathtub with water and put the two of them in together, the two of them immediately laughed in the bathtub, Zhong Jiaqi poured a little shower gel into the bathtub, and let the two of them make a fuss in it.

It was estimated that the water should be about to be cold, so Zhong Jiaqi fished the two small balls out of the water, and wanted to let the two of them sleep on the same bed, but Qi Ning is too small now, and Zhong Jiaqi is a little worried that Qiuqiu will press Qi Ning, so he can only let someone move a small bed to the baby room and let Qiuqiu sleep next to Qi Ning.

But until Qi Ning and Qi Xi were already asleep, Qiuqiu still had a pair of big eyes, looking straight at Zhong Jiaqi.

Zhong Jiaqi reached out and nodded lightly on Qiuqiu's cheek: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

"Daddy......"

Zhong Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, looking at Mousse's appearance just now, he was probably asleep now, and even if he woke up, he probably wouldn't be able to wake up for a while.

"Story...... Listen to the story ......"

It turned out that Qiuqiu wanted to listen to bedtime stories, and Zhong Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait a minute, my godmother will tell you a story right away."

Zhong Jiaqi remembered that there were still a few storybooks in Qi Han's room, which happened to come in handy now.

She walked to the door of Qi Han's room and knocked lightly: "Hanhan, can I go in?" ”

"Come in."

Zhong Jiaqi walked to Qi Han's bed and rubbed Qi Han's messy hair: "Did I wake you up?" ”

Qi Han shook his head slightly: "I haven't slept yet, why haven't you slept yet, Mom?" ”

"Qiuqiu wants to hear bedtime stories, I'll come to you to get some storybooks."

Qi Han suddenly rolled up from the bed: "I'll go tell Qiuqiu a story!" ”

Zhong Jiaqi smiled faintly: "You like Qiuqiu so much?" ”

"Qiuqiu is very similar to Xiao Ning."

"Okay, then you can go, after putting Qiuqiu to sleep, you will obediently come back to sleep, you know?"

"Mom, I know, you don't have to worry."

After Qi Han picked a storybook, he ran out.

Zhong Jiaqi walked to the living room, and Qi Jingchen was standing in the kitchen, probably cooking sobering soup for Mousse.

"How much did Mousse drink tonight?"

Qi Jingchen said helplessly: "After drinking several bottles of red wine, if he dares to get drunk in front of me in the future, I will throw him outside." ”

Zhong Jiaqi covered his mouth and laughed, Qi Jingchen is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, if he really doesn't want to care about Mousse, how can he cook sobering soup for Mousse here.

"He remembered Wenwen again, right?"

"It's not that he thinks of Jiang Wenwen again, but he never forgets it."

Zhong Jiaqi sighed, she couldn't help but think about how good it would be if Jiang Wenwen was alive, but fortunately, she left a ball for Mousse, otherwise, she really didn't dare to imagine what Mousse would become now.

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand and patted Zhong Jiaqi's shoulder: "But now Mousse is still willing to tell me, it's a good thing, it's better than him holding it in his heart alone." ”

Zhong Jiaqi nodded: "That's right, okay, you can quickly bring the decanting soup in, otherwise Mousse should fall asleep." ”