Unlike his secret, the little guy was very excited. She took her mother's hand and said, "So my mother is going to come back and live with us?"
Lin Qingqing nodded.
The little guy was even happier, and the smile on his face seemed to be blooming, "Then my dad and I will go help mom organize things now, okay? I'll go home tonight."
Lin Qingqing squatted down, rubbed his little face with the palm of his hand, and said, "Mom needs to organize things not only for daily use, but also for her heart. Mom will go back tomorrow, and you can see me after school tomorrow."
Although the child was a little disappointed, he was still happy that his mother wanted to go home, and finally agreed.
Yi Zeyan said, "My child and I will send you back."
Lin Qingqing said, "No need, I'll just go back by myself."
She said goodbye to the little guy and went home on her little electric donkey.
She had already made an agreement with her sister, and her sister was very happy to learn that she was going back, which made her feel as if she had been rejected.
In fact, when Lin Qingqing found out that she got married and had children, she was shocked, and even said that she was deeply affected. After all, she was a college student a few months ago, and she just passed her 20th birthday. She is in her prime, getting married and having children. Things are still far away from her.
What's more, the person she married was a complete stranger.
At first, she was reluctant to accept this fact, but after she calmed down, her mind was full of Obuchi's lost expression when she lowered her head and said that her mother hated him, and in the memory clip, he walked towards him crookedly, The scene when she told her in a soft and waxy voice that her mother didn't cry, and the pitiful pity when he was burned to the core by her.
The first time she saw Obuchi, she was envious of someone so lucky to have such a cute and sensible child, but now that this child has become hers, she was surprised at the beginning, but at the same time she was also kind of faintly lucky Feel.
He is her child and her little flesh and blood. I don't know why she didn't like him before, but now she likes him. Seeing his white and tender face is full of maternal love, whether it's the Virgin Heart Whether it's flooding, or the girl's instinctive mother's day is at play, she really wants to accompany this child to grow up by his side.
So she decided to be a good mother to him.
She wanted to make up for the damage she had done to him before.
Lin Qingqing didn't sleep well that night, and woke up very early the next day. The door of the hotel hadn't been opened yet. Lin Qingqing and her sister went to open the door together, and her sister told her something, like don't be temperamental and Zeyan after returning. It's not easy to raise a child alone these years.
Lin Qingqing also obeyed obediently.
The rolling shutter door was slowly pushed up, but saw a black car parked by the road in front of the door. A man was standing by the car smoking a cigarette. He turned his head when he heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately put out the cigarette in his hand. thrown in the trash can.
Lin Zhenzhen smiled and said, "He came quite early."
Today, he is wearing a black suit, a black shirt and a black suit, and the windbreaker outside is also black. The design of the clothes is simple and the tailoring is appropriate. powerful.
When he came over, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and Lin Qingqing subconsciously shuddered.
"I'll help you get something." He came up to her and said.
Lin Qingqing was in awe of this man, his aura was so strong that even if he smiled, it was enough to shock her. She lowered her head and said, "Come with me."
After she finished speaking, she walked in first. There was a small building behind the hotel. She and her sister lived there. some.
She was ahead and he was one step behind. The feeling of being at a loss when facing him was really annoying. She felt that she was uncomfortable.
He was a strange man before yesterday, but now he is her husband. It feels so subtle.
She sorted out two packs, one bigger and one smaller, and she said to him, "You can take the big one, I'll take the small one."
Unexpectedly, he took off the long windbreaker outside and handed it to her, Lin Qingqing took it in a daze, but when he saw him, he picked it up and walked outside.
He looked solemn and meticulous, and every detail on his body exuded an air of a noble boy who opened his mouth to open his mouth and stretched out his hand. So at this moment, he was doing these rough jobs, giving people a feeling of being completely out of tune with him, and Lin Qingqing couldn't help but stare blankly. However, his strength is really strong, and his waist can be so straight while carrying such a heavy thing.
Putting things in the trunk, Lin Qingqing was about to open the door to get in the car, but Yi Zeyan opened the co-pilot's door and said to her, "Sit here."
Lin Qingqing: "..."
It turned out that he drove by himself today. Lin Qingqing thanked him and sat down in the car. She remembered that his clothes were still in her arms and said to him, "Would you like to put on clothes first?"
"No, take it first." He started the car and left.
It took about 40 minutes by car, and Lin Qingqing was a little bored. Of course, the most important thing was that she was inexplicably nervous when facing Yi Zeyan alone, so she just played with her mobile phone to pass the time, but she accidentally glanced at him out of the corner of the eye. , but saw a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He seemed to be in a good mood.
The car drove all the way to Si'an District, which is on the outskirts of Si'an District. There is a place called "Tianhu Shuye". This is a villa area. The greening is very good, and there are several artificial lakes. The villas are scattered. This should have been developed in recent years, because in Lin Qingqing's memory, this place is still a wasteland.
The car drove to a certain villa, and on the wall to the right of the villa gate, a stone tablet inlaid the word "easy". A man wearing an apron who looked like a servant opened the door and the car slowly drove in. Unexpectedly, the villa also had its own front yard and backyard. In a place like Beicheng, even in the suburbs, buying Such a villa will cost a lot of money.
Yi Zeyan stopped the car in the carport. Lin Qingqing noticed that there were more than 20 cars in the carport. Although she was not very familiar with car logos, she could see that these cars were definitely not cheap.
After her father made his fortune in a restaurant, he also bought a villa and bought a few good cars, but there is still a lot of gaps compared with the current one.
Two helpers stepped forward and asked respectfully if they needed help with moving things, and Yi Zeyan asked them to carry her luggage up.
Yi Zeyan took her directly to the second floor. The two servants had already helped her carry her luggage to the room, and were standing at the door waiting for instructions.
Yi Zeyan said to her, "This is your room."
Lin Qingqing walked into the room. It was very spacious and tidy. The window was facing the lake. There were two white storks drinking water on the lake. The scenery was as beautiful as a painting.
The room in the memory fragment seems to be here, so this room is not too unfamiliar to her.
However, depending on the situation, her relationship with Yi Zeyan should not be very good, and they still sleep in separate rooms. Of course, this is better for her.
Yi Zeyan introduced the two servants to her again. The thinner and cleaner-looking servant was called Mrs. Wen, who was in charge of shopping for food and cooking. The one who is also a little rough is called Aunt Hui, who is specially responsible for cleaning. There is also a pruning worker who comes once a week.
"This is your home, you can do whatever you want." Yi Zeyan said to her again.
Standing here, Lin Qingqing still felt like a dream but not a dream, so she just nodded when she heard Yi Zeyan's words. Yi Zeyan left after explaining a few more words. There was still something to deal with in his company, and the work of familiarizing her with the environment was handed over to Aunt Hui and Aunt Wen.
The house has three floors. The first floor is the kitchen, living room and dining room, as well as two guest rooms, where the helpers live. The second floor is the bedroom and studio, the third floor is only half, there is a mezzanine, and there is a large balcony dedicated to drying clothes.
There is a yard behind the house, there is a lake and pavilions and rockeries in the yard, it has the feeling of an ancient garden, although it is a combination of Chinese and Western, but the matching is quite harmonious, and it does not give people a sense of nondescript. After taking her to get acquainted with the room, the maid and auntie drove her to familiarize herself with the surrounding environment. There are several communities not far from here, and there are all kinds of supplies there. When Lin Qingqing passed a stationery store, she saw a puzzle seller and bought it. One.
After returning home, the aunts went to work on their own. Lin Qingqing walked around the villa alone. Even though she had known her for a long time, she still felt incredible walking in this somewhat unfamiliar place. She really didn't expect that she had lived here all these years.
After sighing, she went back to her room. The aunts were busy and she had nothing to do. She was a little embarrassed. Aunt Hui was ironing clothes in the laundry room on the third floor. Lin Qingqing walked in and said to her, "You have been busy for so long today. Now, just leave it to me here."
Aunt Hui seemed a little weird, but she didn't ask any more questions, and after a while, she finally agreed.
Lin Qingqing took the iron and started ironing. Only after ironing did she realize that it was Yi Zeyan's shirt. Just now, she didn't think much about letting her aunt rest. Now she saw Yi Zeyan's shirt spread out in front of her. But it felt like there was no way to start.
Lin Qingqing was a little uncomfortable, and her face felt a little hot, but she just comforted herself, just ironing clothes, just ironing, it's fine.
Yi Zeyan deliberately went home a little earlier. He went upstairs. The door of her room and the workshop were both open, and she was not inside.
Yi Zeyan went to the third floor again, but saw that the door of the drying room was open, and there was a large balcony over there. , go there subconsciously.
The aunts are clearly downstairs, could it be her who is inside? What is she doing in the laundry room
Yi Zeyan walked to the door and saw the people inside at a glance. She was standing inside, her hair was tied behind her head at will, and two strands of her ears were not tied, lingering on her cheeks with the wind.
She was wearing a loose plaid shirt and jeans, very simple and casual clothes. At this moment, she was standing in the halo. Such clothes actually gave him a kind of gentle and gentle feeling.
gentle? It was something he had never seen on her after marriage.
He glanced at the table, there was his shirt on it, she was ironing his clothes
For a moment, Yi Zeyan suspected that he was hallucinating. The hand he put on his side subconsciously twisted on his thigh, and he could feel the pain.
This is not an illusion.
She was really ironing his clothes.
The woman who disgusted him and didn't even allow him to approach for half a meter was ironing his clothes.
Lin Qingqing quickly felt someone approaching, she looked up subconsciously and saw Yi Zeyan standing at the door.
He was very tall, and standing at the door immediately gave her a sense of oppression. She was at a loss and asked him, "Why did you come back so early?"
"You… ironing my clothes?" he asked.
His face looked calm, but Lin Qingqing felt a sense of urgency in his tone, as if urging her to give him an answer.
Lin Qingqing was a little embarrassed, she scratched her hair and smiled dryly: "I...have nothing to do, so I want to help." In order to reassure him, Lin Qingqing hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I have ironed my clothes at home, I... It won't be ironed."
Yi Zeyan: "..."
Who's worried she's ironed out
Yi Zeyan lowered his head slightly, so Lin Qingqing didn't see the smile spreading from his eyes, nor the clenched fist he put in his trouser pocket to restrain himself, she just saw him bowing his head in thought After a while, he raised his head, coughed lightly, and said to her calmly, "It doesn't matter, you can iron whatever you want in the future. I have a lot of clothes. If I iron them, it's mine."
Lin Qingqing: "..."