Mu Jingcheng doesn't care about a phone call or a text message, but Qu Shaochen's performance is abnormal. She has to think about the bad.
Just then, the sound of opening the door came from downstairs.
"Dad, you're back at last!" Ozawa's excited voice came to Murai's ears. She was even jealous. When she came back, the little guy had never been so excited.
However, hear the voice that area little Chen is not tired to ring out, her in the heart unexpectedly not from of a sigh of relief.
"Is Ozawa good today?" Qu Shaochen squats down, picks up his son and kisses him in the face.
Ozawa but some dislike like to avoid, "Dad, boys can't kiss boys, you're not good."
"Oh?" District Little Chen eyebrow tiny Yang, "this is who teach you?"
"Teacher!" Ozawa answered seriously, then took the tablet computer over, and then handed it to Qu Shaochen, "Dad, can you teach me this?"
"Let me see..." Qu Shaochen sat on the sofa and took his son's tablet. When he saw the dense French on it, he was surprised, "what's this?"
"I don't understand English." Ozawa is not six years old after all. He pointed to the words on it and said seriously, "Dad, do you know him?"
Of course, Qu Shaochen knew French. He only looked at it and knew that it was a case of hacking, and there were many professional words.
But how could Ozawa be interested in this?
"Where did you find this?" Qu Shaochen looks at him suspiciously.
Shouldn't such a small child be interested in pictures?
How can you find such a large piece of text to translate?
And it's totally irrelevant to him.
"Er..." Ozawa scratching his head, "accidentally point open."
District less Chen read countless people, how can not see Ozawa lying?
However, as an open-minded father, he did not expose Ozawa. Instead, he read it carefully and translated it to him word by word.
When Mu Jingcheng came down from upstairs, he saw such a situation.
Like a teacher, Qu Shaochen explains the Chinese meaning of every sentence he reads in French. Only after the whole case is explained, Ozawa nods his head and kisses Qu Shaochen on the face. "Dad, you're great, thank you!"
With that, the little guy picked up the tablet and ran away.
Qu Shaochen looks at his cheerful figure and laughs helplessly. His eyes unconsciously fall on Mu Jingcheng, who is opposite to Ozawa.
"Mom, I went back to my room..." Ozawa said hello to Murai as he ran.
Mu Jingcheng stroked his son's head, and then went downstairs slowly.
At the moment when two people's eyes were opposite, Mu Jingcheng's heart "clattered". I don't know whether it was nervous or how, but my heart beat faster.
When you think about it, there is no verbal conflict between them, let alone a quarrel.
Although they are not happy, they are nothing compared with those ordinary couples.
But I don't know why, Mujing orange just felt uncomfortable, just felt that they were separated like a wall, unconsciously produced some distance.
It's not her to Qu Shaochen, but Qu Shaochen to her.
So, at this moment, she looked at the calm face of Qu Shaochen, as well as the eyes without waves. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"Is it done?" Qu Shaochen's voice rang, breaking the strange silence between them.
Mu Jingcheng looked up at him and nodded slowly.
She wanted to tell him that she bought another cemetery, not the one he introduced.
What's more, she used her own money and had nothing to do with him.
But what's the point of saying that?
He may not care at all.
Not only that, but it will make him even more disgusted.
Although not before, but later Maybe it's always like this?
Today is the beginning.
In fact, Mu Jingcheng doesn't care about the existence of Qu Jiajia at all. She doesn't even pay attention to her. Besides believing that Qu Shaochen is not that kind of person, she is more concerned about Qu Jiajia's past.
A person who once kidnapped herself, she doesn't believe that Qu Shaochen will really let bygones be bygones.
The reason why she reacted so much to Qu Jiajia today is because of her words, and also because Qu Shaochen left such a dangerous character in the C group.
There is nothing else.
"I'm tired all day. Let's have a rest early." Qu Shaochen reached out and stroked her hair, then passed by her and went upstairs.
The feeling was similar, but with a chill.
Mujing orange suddenly thought of this afternoon in the C group downstairs, she and district less Chen that brush past.That feeling, and now It's exactly the same.
Although he was a little warmer than in the afternoon, although he took the initiative to talk to himself, but that feeling How could it be so strange?
He still dotes on her, loves her man, or her district little Chen?
What happened between them?
Do you want to live like this in the future?
No!
Absolutely not!
Mu Jingcheng can't stand such a cold war, and even more can't stand the feeling that he turns a blind eye to himself in front of him.
She doesn't want to live like this, let alone treat herself like this.
All of a sudden, there was a fire in her heart, a fire that she couldn't control.
"Qu Shaochen!" She suddenly turned around, looked at his indifferent figure, called his name, and her voice became louder because of the fire.
The man on the stairs stopped, but did not turn.
He knew she was still angry, but where could he be in a better mood?
However, he didn't want to care with her, and he didn't want to destroy the feelings between their husband and wife because of other people. So he paused a little, turned around and looked at her gently, "what's the matter?"
Looking at his quick recovery, the anger in Mu Jing orange's heart slowly took back.
But in the heart's guilt, actually unconsciously rose several points.
"Today..." She hesitated and decided to explain.
After all, in her career, beating people is still a major event that can not be ignored, especially her active hand.
And it's still in C group, in front of Qu Shaochen.
She didn't want him to feel like a shrew, and she didn't want him to misunderstand anything.
"I'm so impulsive." Mu Jingcheng's voice dropped down, but she didn't want to apologize, let alone say that she was wrong. She just wanted to explain, that's all. District Little Chen looking at her tiny low head, in the heart not from a burst of heartache.