People sit at the table, the pot comes from the sky.
Zu Qi didn't expect that he was just sitting by the side to watch the fun, but Xue Yanjing's magical brain circuit could actually pull him into the water.
Zu Qi subconsciously wanted to refute, but the words circled around his mouth, and then changed his words: "Uncle Xue, don't you like Sun Fei very much? After the divorce, you can be with Sun Fei in an open and honest way, and others will too. I won't poke your spine in the back, let alone say that Sun Fei and Xue Hao are third parties and illegitimate children."
Sun Fei hid not far away and eavesdropped on the conversation in the restaurant. When she heard Zu Qi say this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her long-depressed expression was inexplicably more colorful.
She looked at Xue Yanjing expectantly.
However, Sun Fei didn't hear it, but Xue Yanjing heard Zu Qi's implication, and this little bastard dared to scold him for cheating on Sun Fei and giving birth to a son.
"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth!" Xue Yanjing, who was in a rage, patted the table and stood up, "Don't think that Xue Jue is protecting you, I won't dare to do anything to you, as long as Xue Yanjing pays me back. If you have a breath, don't even think about stepping into the door of our Xue family!"
Zu Qi's black line: "..." Now I have not only stepped into the door of your Xue family, but also sat at your Xue family's dining table to eat.
However, this sentence was only thought in Zu Qi's mind. If Xue Yanjing was really pushed into a hurry and made him do something crazy, the housekeeper Zhang next to him might not be able to stop it.
Zu Qi was extraordinarily calm, but Weng Yuxiang couldn't listen any longer, she stood up abruptly and glared at Xue Yanjing angrily: "If you have a temper, come at me and vent to an innocent person? I think Xiao Qi is right, If you like Sun Fei so much, go and marry her, just to give your illegitimate son a name."
Xue Yanjing turned to look at Weng Yuxiang, then opened her eyes incredulously: "Do you really want to divorce?"
Weng Yuxiang's face was cold, and she glanced at Sun Fei who was eavesdropping behind the flowerpot not far away: "I have endured for thirty years long enough, how many thirty years can one person's life have? Xue Yanjing, I give up Work and ideals have worked so hard to maintain this family, I admit that I have a clear conscience, and the person who is sorry for the family has always been you!"
The last sentence was almost roared by Weng Yuxiang, her eyes couldn't stop turning red, and even her vision was covered with a layer of fog, but she resisted the possibility of crying by herself.
Xue Yanjing was stunned by Weng Yuxiang's roar, and it took a long time to break free from the stunned state.
"Yuxiang..." Xue Yanjing's expression was moved, and he reached out to pull Weng Yuxiang, "It's all my fault that I didn't resist temptation to do that kind of bastard. I know I'm wrong. From now on, we husband and wife and Xiao Jue can live a good life, okay? ?"
Weng Yuxiang leaned to avoid Xue Yanjing's hand, moving quickly as if avoiding a terrifying monster.
Before Weng Yuxiang could speak, a deep voice came from across the sky, suddenly interrupting what Xue Yanjing wanted to say.
"not good."
Zu Qi looked up and followed the voice, and saw Xue Jue in a black custom suit pacing slowly, his handsome face was covered with a thin layer of ice, and there was an obvious low pressure all over his body.
"Xiao Jue, you're back..." Xue Yanjing forced an embarrassing smile. He had planned to come when Xue Jue was not at home, but he didn't expect Xue Jue to come back early.
Xue Jue didn't speak, while taking off his jacket and tie and handing it to Butler Zhang next to him, he looked at Xue Yanjing coolly.
Xue Yanjing was stared at by Xue Jue's meaningful eyes, his scalp tingling, he couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms, and his fear of Xue Jue deepened.
It has only been ten days since I saw him, and the eldest son's mind seems to be even more elusive, and it is impossible to tell what he is thinking from his face.
When he approached, Xue Jue, who was only wearing a white shirt, pulled out the chair beside Zu Qi and sat down, then slightly rolled up his cuffs twice, and picked up the tableware and chopsticks to eat.
Looking up and seeing Xue Yanjing and Weng Yuxiang both standing in front of the dining table, Xue Jue raised her chin indifferently.
"All sit down."
Xue Yanjing, whose whole body was tensed into a string, seemed to be forgiven, and hurriedly sat down on the chair. Seeing this, Weng Yuxiang sighed and sat down silently.
This meal was quite depressing. Xue Yanjing was the only one who kept talking all the time, but no one at the dinner table listened to what he was talking about.
Weng Yuxiang and Zu Qi's heads were almost buried in their rice bowls. In comparison, Xue Jue was too calm, not only kept serving Zu Qi's dishes, but also kept telling him to eat more.
After the meal, the servants came to clear the table, and Zu Qi saw a familiar figure among them.
Why is Sun Fei here
Zu Qi remembered that Sun Fei was arranged by Butler Zhang to clean the doors and windows. The working hours were variable every day, and he rarely appeared in front of Zu Qi and Weng Yuxiang.
"Sun Fei." Butler Zhang said suddenly, then stepped forward and pointed to the other side of the dining table, "That side hasn't been cleaned yet."
At this moment, Sun Fei's face was flushed with shame. She originally wanted to hide in the dark and take a peek at Xue Yanjing before leaving, but before leaving, she was caught by Sister Zhou, who was also a maid, and was forced to come over to help clean up. table.
Sun Fei has always been a beautiful and charming image in front of Xue Yanjing, when has she been so disheartened
She couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to burrow into, and thought that the veil would cover her face tightly so that Xue Yanjing would not see the slightest bit.
But the reality was that she had to follow Butler Zhang's instructions, and walked to the other side of the dining table with a rag, which was also where Xue Yanjing and Weng Yuxiang were sitting.
Who knew that just after taking a few steps, Sun Fei suddenly tripped over something.
When she suddenly reacted, her uncontrollable body had already slumped forward—
What greeted her was not the cold and hard floor, but a soft chest. Sun Fei hurriedly raised her head, only to find that she was all thrown into Xue Yanjing's arms.
Looking at Xue Yanjing's face close at hand, Sun Fei's mind flashed through the grievances and hardships he had received these days, and his eyes and nose suddenly became sore.
"husband… "
Sun Fei shouted with a trembling voice, and then tears of sadness poured out of his eyes, falling down like beads with a broken thread.
Zu Qi and Weng Yuxiang watched as Sun Fei hugged Xue Yanjing and cried out of breath. They looked at each other and were speechless.
In the past, Sun Fei's cry could be described as "pear blossoms with rain". Now, her face is yellow and thin, and her expression is sluggish, like an oil lamp that is about to burn out. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the word "beauty".
Zu Qi turned his head and saw Xue Jue sitting on the chair with his arms folded.
After feeling Zu Qi's gaze, Xue Jue raised her eyebrows, approached Zu Qi and asked in a low voice, "What do you think he will do?"
Zu Qi raised his eyes and looked at Xue Yanjing, who was hugged tightly by Sun Fei and had a strange expression, and replied, "Maybe he will beg you for Sun Fei."
After all, Sun Fei was the lover who gave birth to a son for him, and Zu Qi felt that Xue Yanjing would not seriously leave her alone.
Hearing this, Xue Jue shook her head slightly, and tutted her tongue with a half-smile, "You don't know him too well."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Yanjing, who was so embarrassed, pushed Sun Fei who was leaning on him.
A trace of obvious disgust appeared in Xue Yanjing's eyes, and he reached out and patted the clothes soiled by the rag in Sun Fei's hand, and the anger in his tone almost spit out.
"Don't you have eyes? How can you be so clumsy? Idiots are more useful than you!"
Sun Fei clutched the back of her head in severe pain, and stared at Xue Yanjing with a face full of despair. It took her a long time to digest Xue Yanjing's unpleasant words, and her whole face was already wet with tears.
"How can you say that to me?!" Sun Fei cried.
"Who made you so stupid?" Xue Yanjing insulted unceremoniously, "You can't even do something as simple as cleaning the table. You will only waste food in this world, what a waste!"
Sun Fei burst into tears, threw the rag on the ground, got up and ran out of the restaurant crying.
Xue Yanjing looked at Sun Fei's figure running away, pursed his lips unconsciously, a little hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he still didn't chase after him.
Not long after, Xue Yanjing followed Xue Jue to the study to talk about things. Weng Yuxiang was in a bad mood and went back to the bedroom ahead of time.
Only Zu Qi was sitting on the sofa in the living room while watching TV and swiping Weibo on his mobile phone. At ten o'clock in the evening, he yawned sleepily, then turned off the TV and went back to his room to sleep.
Zu Qi's sleep is very deep, and it would be difficult to wake him up if it wasn't for a particularly loud noise. However, tonight he slept very unsteadily and was dreaming intermittently, but any sound outside the window would wake him up.
After an unknown time, Zu Qi suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his abdomen.
Zu Qi, who was still in a daze just now, woke up instantly. He covered his stomach with difficulty. In just one minute, a fine layer of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
may be giving birth...
Zu Qi gritted his teeth and endured the pain that kept coming like a wave.
He has no experience in this area, and he has never even seen the process of other people's pregnancy and childbirth. He doesn't know how to relieve the pain.
The beep sounded for a long time, but no one answered.
Zu Qi's face was covered in cold sweat, his mouth was slightly open and he was gasping for breath. He felt that he was about to breathe, and the pain in his abdomen pierced his brain like a sharp needle.
He can't even do basic thinking...
With the last of his strength, he turned to Weng Yuxiang's phone number, which was quickly connected there.
"I... my stomach hurts..." Zu Qi's voice was hoarse, and the hand holding the phone was shaking.
Weng Yuxiang suddenly became nervous. She hurriedly got out of bed, put on her clothes and ran out of the bedroom. She comforted a little confusedly: "Xiaoqi, don't panic, take it easy, I'll come right over, you hold on!"