Si Futian glanced at the time, at this point in time, Jiang Muqi let Jiang Leyan alone at home, which was really a little unreasonable.

"Dad, he's working overtime in the company."

Jiang Leyan ate the cream on the cake all over his mouth, tilting his head to explain to her.

The attitude is so accustomed that it is as if Jiang Muqi is working overtime every day.

Also, Jiang Muqi manages such a large company, and it is definitely impossible to be free every day.

Si Futian shook his head, secretly scolding himself for being troublesome, whether Jiang Muqi worked overtime or not had nothing to do with her.

She watched Jiang Leyan finish eating the cake, and accompanied Jiang Leyan to read the English picture book for a while.

In less than ten o'clock, Jiang Leyan had already fallen asleep in her arms.

Si Futian closed the picture book that he had read half in his hand, and looked down at Jiang Leyan's sleeping face.

The little girl slept very soundly, she didn't know what good things she dreamed of in her dreams, she smiled sweetly, and the corners of her mouth curled into shallow dimples.

The little face is red and puffy, and the pink and tender look cute.

Si Fu leaned up and wiped the cream off the corner of her mouth.

accidentally touched the thin and soft hair of the sideburns, and the hair brushed against the cheeks, probably a little itchy, Jiang Leyan shrugged his nose in his sleep.

Si Fu leaned in and smiled, brushing away her soft and yellowish hair.

The moment the hand touched her hair, it froze.

Something flashed quickly in his mind, and Si Fu leaned into a strand of Jiang Leyan's hair and pressed lightly.

Jiang Leyan frowned in her sleep, Si Futian pressed the position where she was hurting, and Jiang Leyan's brows gradually relaxed.

Si Futian stared at the hair in his palm, and the emotion in his eyes slowly became firm.

A chuckle suddenly sounded overhead.

Low magnetism, a humming laugh emanating from the chest.

Si Fu heard the familiar voice, and his heart was inexplicably tense.

Looking up at the people, Jiang Muqi came back from outside, wearing a white shirt and a black suit neatly folded between his wrists.

Standing in front of her, looking down at her from above, the corners of his mouth curled up like a smile.

"You don't have to be so sneaky, I'm pretty sure that this kid is yours."

Jiang Muqi loosened his tie and sat down on the sofa.

Then he looked at her and glanced at the position of her lower abdomen, "This child was born from your belly in the first place, and I won't even confuse this." ”

Jiang Muqi's expression became more and more playful.

Si Futian coughed lightly, put the hair away and put it in his pocket, "I just don't want Yan Yan to think too much." ”

"Okay." Jiang Muqi said dispensably perfunctorily, and her tone was doting, as if she was accommodating her dispensable little tricks.

Sifu tilted his lips and squirmed, trying to explain something so that his behavior didn't seem so embarrassing.

Jiang Muqi had already automatically jumped to the next topic.

"Have you had dinner?"

Si Futian shook her head, she came here after work, and she only ate a few bites of the cake that Jiang Leyan fed her just now.

Jiang Muqi put his suit on the sofa, rolled up his sleeves and stood up, "Then let's wait until we finish eating." ”

The servants in the villa have all rested, and now except for Jiang Leyan, who is sleeping, just her and Jiang Muqi, who will cook?

She was wondering when Jiang Muqi had already walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen light was turned on, Jiang Muqi's figure was walking around inside, Si Futian looked at it for a while, Jiang Muqi's cooking action looked like a familiar hand.

She reassured him to be left alone in the kitchen.

He carried Jiang Leyan to the bedroom on the second floor, put Jiang Leyan in the quilt, and covered the futon.

The bedroom lights were dimmed, and after sitting on the edge of the bed and accompanying her for a while, Jiang Leyan slept soundly, and the sound of breathing was steady, so Si Futian was relieved to get up and go out.

In the living room downstairs, Jiang Muqi made two bowls of noodles.

The simplest clear soup noodles, with green vegetables, poached eggs and luncheon meat, look okay.

"Let's eat it right, I still have documents to deal with later, and I don't have time to cook too many dishes."

Jiang Muqi handed her a pair of chopsticks.

Being able to eat the food cooked by Mr. Jiang himself, Si Futian felt that it was a big luck, how could she dare to ask for a full banquet for the Manchu and Han people.

"Thank you."

Si Fu was not embarrassed, and sat down to eat generously.

The taste is not as good as that of the restaurants outside, but it has the unique and comfortable flavor of home-cooked rice.

Coming to the villa tonight, it's worth it.

Jiang Muqi ate slowly, and glanced at her empty bowl, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

"Are you free this weekend?"

Si Futian looked at him cautiously, "Something?" ”

Jiang Muqi put down the dishes and chopsticks, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and after wiping it, he explained lightly, "Yan Yan's school is going to hold a garden party this weekend, and the kindergarten teacher asked my parents to go together. ”

Jiang Muqi looked directly into her eyes, her eyes were deep, "If you can come over to accompany her, she will be very happy." In the past, other children had their mothers take pictures with makeup, but she didn't, although she didn't say it, but I know that she was very disappointed. ”

For the sake of the child, Jiang Muqi can be regarded as rare to talk to her in such an almost pleading tone.

Si Futian thought of Jiang Leyan's mood when he saw other children and a family of three happy in the school in the past time, and his chest throbbed.

"I'll be over this Sunday." Si Futian agreed to this matter without thinking.

Jiang Muqi's eyes were soft, "Okay, I'll pick you up on Sunday." ”

Jiang Muqi still had official business to deal with at night, so Si Futian didn't stay too long, said goodbye to Jiang Muqi and left the villa.

Jiang Muqi sent her out of the villa, and until she got into the car, Jiang Muqi said: "Yan Yan used to hate Barbie dolls the most. ”

Si Futian stopped when he opened the car door, and looked back at him with a stunned expression.

Not at all, obviously she gave Jiang Leyan a Barbie doll set today, Jiang Leyan was very happy, and sat on the sofa alone for a long time.

Even when eating cake, I can't put down the Barbie doll in my arms that I have changed into clothes.

Jiang Muqi lowered her head and chuckled, her voice low, "Because you sent it, that's why she likes it." ”

Jiang Muqi still remembers that she used to ask someone to buy her a limited version of Barbie dolls, but Jiang Leyan didn't even look at it, and threw it into the trash when she turned her head.

He thought that every child's interests and hobbies were different, and Jiang Leyan didn't necessarily like other little girls, and he also liked dolls with such bells and whistles.

But today's facts tell him that this is not the case.

Si Fu's heart was heavy, his chest was stuffy, he nodded lightly, got into the car, and threw down a sentence, "I'm leaving." ”

Along the way, Jiang Leyan's angry or happy face appeared in front of her eyes when he saw her at night.

All of this reminded her that she had really been in Jiang Leyan's lack of vitality for six years.

As a mother, she was derelict in her duties for six years.

When Si Futian thought of this, his heart panicked.

The car parked in the parking lot, returned to the villa, and the assistant got on the elevator in despair.

At the door of the apartment, Si Futian had just taken out the key, and as soon as he looked up, a figure suddenly appeared at the door.