After Qi Han saw Qi Jingchen's figure at the school gate after school, he was indeed as happy as Zhong Jiaqi thought, the smile on his face was a little warmer than the sun, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye to Wen Qi, so he rushed to Qi Jingchen's side.

"Dad, how do you have time to pick me up today?"

Qi Jingchen rubbed Qi Han's hair: "There's nothing going on in the company today, I can come and pick you up when I get off work early, what's the matter, are you happy to see me?" ”

"Of course I'm happy, I thought you had a fight with your mother last night?"

Zhong Jiaqi's heartbeat was a little faster, she didn't expect Qi Han to be so sensitive.

Qi Jingchen gently patted Qi Han's shoulder: "Don't think about it, we didn't quarrel." ”

Qi Han also smiled and said, "Looking at your current appearance, it doesn't look like a quarrel, so I'll be relieved." ”

"What do you do when you learn from an adult?"

After Qi Han sat in the co-pilot, he said, "Dad, let's eat hot pot outside tonight, okay?" ”

"Hanhan, grandma must have made dinner today, let's go to eat hot pot together tomorrow, okay?"

Qi Han said sensibly: "Okay, then let's go home for dinner today." ”

……

After dinner, Qi Jingchen took the initiative to speak: "Jiaqi, let's go to the courtyard for a walk." ”

In front of Qi Han and Zhong's mother, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't refuse Qi Jingchen.

Qi Jingchen took Zhong Jiaqi's hand and walked slowly in the courtyard.

"Mr. Qi, shouldn't you go back to Qi's house, after a while, it will be late again."

Qi Jingchen looked at Zhong Jiaqi aggrievedly: "Jiaqi, I didn't have dinner with you last night, and Hanhan already thought that we were quarrelling, if I go back to Qi's house today, do you really think Hanhan won't be blind?" ”

Zhong Jiaqi felt that Qi Jingchen's pinching of his seven inches was really accurate, knowing that he didn't want to make Qi Han sad, he always threatened himself with Qi Han.

She unwillingly reached out and gently nodded on Qi Jingchen's chest: "Qi Jingchen, you really ate me to death!" ”

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand to put his arm around Zhong Jiaqi's waist, lowered his head and put his forehead on Zhong Jiaqi's forehead: "I was also eaten to death by you." ”

Qi Jingchen's eyes were too gentle, and he looked extremely blind in such a beautiful night, and Zhong Jiaqi felt that his heartbeat was a little faster.

She couldn't help but look away first.

"Then you'll stay here tonight!"

Qi Jingchen knew that Zhong Jiaqi had relented, and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly speak: "Then can I sleep in our bedroom?" Otherwise, I'm worried that Hanhan will find out. ”

Qi Jingchen said this clearly, so Zhong Jiaqi had to agree to what he said, Zhong Jiaqi stared at Qi Jingchen's eyes angrily, but no matter how angry she was, she could only nod and agree, but fortunately, Qi Jingchen didn't have to make any more requests.

When he first met Zhong Jiaqi, Qi Jingchen felt that Zhong Jiaqi was like a little hedgehog, and he liked to put up all the words on his body when facing the living, so as to scare away those with bad intentions, but now, he feels that Zhong Jiaqi is more like a kitten, and will show her softest side in front of people she approves.

However, if the cat is fried, it will be difficult to coax, so Qi Jingchen always stopped Zhong Jiaqi before he got angry.

Qi Jingchen gently squeezed Zhong Jiaqi's hand: "Don't worry, I will definitely do nothing, wait until you are angry, and then exercise my rights as a husband."

Zhong Jiaqi naturally understood what Qi Jingchen said about the right, and she blushed all of a sudden: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhong Jiaqi said that she couldn't easily forgive Qi Jingchen, but she still let Qi Jingchen take her hand and walked around the yard again and again.

It wasn't until Zhong's mother reminded them not to stay too late in the yard, so it was easy to catch a cold, that Qi Jingchen took Zhong Jiaqi back to the room.

After going to bed, Zhong Jiaqi deliberately separated himself from Qi Jingchen by 20 centimeters, and when Qi Jingchen was about to put his arms around her waist, he coldly reminded: "You said you wouldn't do anything, if you go back on your word, go to the guest room to sleep now."

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly: "I'm worried that you won't be able to sleep."

Zhong Jiaqi said arrogantly: "Who do you say will not be able to sleep?"

Qi Jingchen had no choice but to withdraw his hand: "Okay, I won't move, we'll just sleep like this, it's all right."

Thinking that Qi Jingchen was lying beside him, but he couldn't feel the familiar temperature or smell the familiar mint smell, Zhong Jiaqi's heart was empty and a little uncomfortable.

She tossed and turned on the bed, struggling for a long time, but she still couldn't sleep, but she had just rejected Qi Jingchen, and Zhong Jiaqi was embarrassed to hug again.

In the dark, Qi Jingchen hooked the corners of his lips and smiled faintly, he reached out and hugged Zhong Jiaqi into his arms.

"Jiaqi, I can't sleep without holding you, the wound on my head has just healed, and I still have to rest."

Zhong Jiaqi knew that without Qi Jingchen, she couldn't sleep, so she acquiesced in Qi Jingchen's behavior.

Seeing that Zhong Jiaqi did not resist, Qi Jingchen lowered his head and kissed Zhong Jiaqi lightly on the forehead.

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Soon, Zhong Jiaqi fell asleep in the familiar embrace, with Qi Jingchen by her side, even the dream was a little sweeter.

……

"Mr. Mu, can I treat you to a meal?"

"Why?" Mousse asked lightly.

"I haven't had a chance to thank you for the warehouse matter, and the project of Jingshi Liquor, I know that without your help, I can't talk about it."

"There's no need, I'm doing this for Jiaqi, and it has nothing to do with you." Mousse said bluntly.

Zheng Xinyu reached out and touched her nose, even if Mousse disagreed, she still had to see Mousse, some things were not said, they would only haunt her for the rest of her life.

"I know you're here for Sister Jiaqi, but I'm the one who benefits in the end, so I have to thank you very much."

Mousse said helplessly: "It's really not necessary."

"Mr. Mu, I'm downstairs at Mu's now, I'll wait for you to get off work." Zheng Xinyu plucked up the courage to say the last sentence and immediately hung up the phone.

Mousse took the mobile phone with only blind voice, and smiled helplessly, he couldn't let a girl wait downstairs in the company, so he could only put down the documents in his hand, pick up his suit jacket and go downstairs.

Zheng Xinyu did not sit in the hall, but stood alone at the door of the company, more upright than the security guard next to him.

Zheng Xinyu didn't expect Mousse to appear so quickly, and looked at Mousse with a little surprise in her eyes.

Mousse smiled helplessly: "Didn't you say you were going to invite me to dinner?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, do you want to eat anything?"

"Just call me mousse in the future, eat hot pot, I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Zheng Xinyu still looked at Mousse in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Mousse asked suspiciously, "Did you regret inviting me to dinner so soon?" ”

Zheng Xinyu waved his hand anxiously: "No, no, I just didn't expect you to like to eat hot pot."

Mousse didn't say anything more, took Zheng Xinyu to the parking lot, didn't ask her for her opinion again, and drove to his favorite hot pot restaurant.

Zheng Xinyu looked at the mousse shabu and said: "Thank you very much, you have helped with the transportation of boutiques so much, Jingshi Liquor is the first business of boutique-shipping, I know that if it weren't for your face, Lin Jing would not have given this project to boutique-shipping."

"You've already said these words on the phone just now, and I've already come to eat this hot pot, after this meal, you don't have to worry about these things anymore."

Zheng Xinyu rubbed her hands nervously.

Mousse smiled and asked, "Am I that scary?" How do you feel like you're nervous, you've been rubbing your hands from the company to the hot pot restaurant, and if you keep rubbing like this, you won't be able to ask for your hands. ”

Zheng Xinyu took a deep breath before he spoke: "Mousse, in fact, please come out this time, I still have something to tell you."

"Say it!"

"I'm really sorry about Miss Jiang's matter."

Mousse's face changed suddenly, and he didn't put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"For no reason, what are you doing when you mention Wenwen?"

Zheng Xinyu was frightened by Mousse's face, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and her voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

"When...... Back then, if ...... If I hadn't taken that certificate...... The evidence was handed over to Miss Jiang, and she ...... You won't be targeted by those people. ”

When Zheng Xinyu said this, she didn't dare to look at Mousse's eyes at all, she didn't want to see his hatred for herself in Mousse's eyes.

Mousse smiled coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with you, the person who is responsible has already paid the price."

Mousse's hand was held fiercely, and only when he thought that Xiao Feng was dead did his heart feel a little more comfortable.

"Yes...... But ......"

"It's nothing good, Wenwen did all this for Jiaqi, even if she did it again, she would still do it, and it was Xiao Feng's fault."

Zheng Xinyu could feel the hatred mixed together in Mousse's heart, she cautiously looked up at Mousse, and didn't dare to look at it a second time, Mousse's eyes were scarlet, Zheng Xinyu had no doubt that if Xiao Feng hadn't died, Mousse would definitely rush to Xiao Feng now and strangle him to death.

"If I had been brave......

Before Zheng Xinyu's words were finished, Mousse glanced at her coldly: "I have already said that this matter has nothing to do with you, if you say these things to make me comfort you, I can't do it, I'm not in the mood now."

Throwing down this sentence, Mousse turned around and left, if he could, Mousse also wanted to mark Zheng Xinyu, for him now, there is a person he can hate, it will be much easier, but he understands in his heart that Zheng Xinyu should not be blamed for Jiang Wenwen's death, and Jiang Wenwen must not want him to blame others for Jiang Wenwen's death.

Mousse had no way to blame Zheng Xinyu, but he didn't have the strength to comfort her, all he could do was leave.