After seeing him off, Xia Xingchen asked the housekeeper for a vase and carefully placed the flowers he gave her last night into the vase one by one.
"This flower is not very beautiful. Do you like it so much?" Xia Dabai stood at the door, his arms folded across his chest, looking at her with his head tilted.
"You are still young and don't understand."
The more Xia Xingchen looked at it, the more she liked it, and she put more thought into arranging the flowers.
"When an uncle courted you before and sent you flowers, he didn't realize you liked flowers so much."
"Young Master, you don't understand this." The servant who handed her the flowers smiled and continued, "Gifts from your beloved are naturally different from those from other people."
Xia Dabai said with a disapproving 'tsk' sound, "You women have strange ideas. They are all the same flowers, how can there be any difference?"
"When you grow up and receive gifts from girls, you will understand naturally."
Xia Dabai pouted and turned around to go back to his room to study.
"Dabai!" She called him, remembering something.
"What's wrong?"
"Mom is going to Liangcheng with my second grandpa and second grandma today to pick up grandma to celebrate the New Year. I have to take care of several elderly people by myself, so I won't take you with me. You stay at home and accompany Xiaobai. Be obedient."
"Can't I go with you? I've been thinking about Da Mao and Er Mao for a long time."
"After the New Year, when I see grandma off, I'll take you with me." Xia Xingchen arranged the flowers, handed them to the servant, and asked the servant to find a place to put them.
Xia Dabai pursed his lips, quite reluctantly, but still nodded obediently. Xia Xingchen rubbed his head soothingly, "Go study, I'll change my clothes and leave."
After watching the child go back to his room, she also went back to her room, took out a pregnancy test stick from the drawer, and went into the bathroom.
I have been wondering whether I am pregnant recently, so I bought a lot of them when I passed by the pharmacy.
After the test, she squatted aside and waited. A minute later, a red bar appeared on the screen, which made her feel a little disappointed. She didn't know if it was still impossible to find out now, or if she was just too sensitive.
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the other side.
Office of the Vice President.
Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Jing Yu has always been a light sleeper, so he moved his body.
"Did I wake you up?" Yu Zeyao asked in a low voice. He had just woken up and looked half asleep and half awake, which was very sexy.
Jing Yu then remembered what happened between the two of them last night. It was his birthday yesterday, and she made a birthday cake for him and waited for him until midnight, but he came back drunk. And there was a woman's lip print on his white shirt.
In fact, she never cared about this, or rather, she didn't care whether there were lipstick marks from other women on his body. But this time, she didn't know what happened to her, and her heart suddenly ached.
Maybe I've been waiting too long and have completely lost my patience.
So, in the end, she threw the cake into the trash can in a tantrum. She should have been angry, but in the end, Yu Zeyao was furious and pressed her on the bed, tormenting her for a long time.
Thinking of this, Jing Yu was still angry. With a cold face, unwilling to pay attention to him, he grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself like a cicada pupa, and moved to the other side of the bed, almost one meter away from him.
Yu Zeyao's long arm suddenly stretched out and rolled her over along with the quilt. His tall body pressed down on her, and Jingyu subconsciously raised her hand to push him. But how could she match this man's strength? Yu Zeyao held both of her hands with one hand and easily pressed them on top of her head.
"What are you angry about?"
The man's scrutinizing gaze fixed on hers.
"I'm not angry! Yu Zeyao, let me go!" Jing Yu felt guilty and didn't dare to meet his eyes. She didn't know why, but she was a little afraid of such eyes. It seemed to penetrate her mask and see through her thoughts.
However, even she herself didn't know what she was thinking.
How could Yu Zeyao be loose? Instead, he buckled her tighter.
With his other hand, he grasped her chin and turned her tilted face to face him. He looked at her for a long while, paused, and his eyes became deeper. "… Did you make the cake yourself?"
The tone of voice became much softer, with a hint of obvious anticipation.
Jing Yu bit his lip, refusing to admit, "No."
Not only was he not annoyed, but he laughed, "Did you know that when you lie, your eyelashes will tremble very quickly?"
When he smiled, there were two shallow dimples on his handsome face. In such a cold winter, it was like the light that penetrated the haze, very contagious.
He usually looks very serious and rarely smiles, especially in front of others. Now that he smiles, Jing Yu is a little fascinated at such a close distance. He is not as serious as before, making it difficult for people to get close to him. Instead, he looks a little... childish.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Yu Zeyao didn't know what she was thinking about at the moment, and pinched her small nose with his long fingers, "Zenan said that you have been busy making cakes every day recently. You don't have to rack your brains to think of ways to lie to me."
Jing Yu came back to his senses from his smile, grabbed his hand and raised his little face, "I made it myself, but I didn't learn this just to make it for you. Don't be so self-indulgent."
Yu Zeyao looked at her for a long time with bright eyes, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Jing Yu was startled, and gently covered her lips with her hand, looking at him in confusion.
He wasn't angry when she spoke to him like that
"I won't be sentimental." The smile on his face faded a little, and then, there was a little more loneliness, "I also know very well that what you have worked so hard to learn is definitely not for me. I am not that important."
After that, without waiting for Jing Yu to say anything, he let go of her and stood up.
While putting on her nightgown, she said, "If you ever cook for other men, don't let me know!"
At this point, he slightly turned sideways and glanced at the woman on the bed who was staring at him, "I'm afraid I'll make him unable to eat any cake again in his life!"
This man...
Jingyu wanted to say that the cake was because of him, but before he could say anything, he was forced back by his last threatening words.
He was always so rude and barbaric.
It’s really hard to like it!
But is it really that hard to like someone? If so, why was I so inexplicably angry last night
"Sir." A solemn voice sounded outside. As if there was no response for a long time, he said, "Lan Zhan came here early in the morning and said he had something important to discuss with you."