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Chapter 331 Luggage (3)

He Ziqian sat on the sofa, frowning, resting his hands on his temples, meditating.

Zhao Wanqing brought the dishes and rice to the dining table, walked up to him and said, "It's time to eat."

He Ziqian didn't hear it, and was still in a daze, Zhao Wanqing said in a slightly louder voice, "It's time to eat!"

Only then did He Ziqian regain his composure. He frowned, watching Zhao Wanqing unbutton her apron and put it on the back of the chair.

Seeing that he still didn't move, Zhao Wanqing said to him, "Don't you want to eat my cooking? This is ready, why don't you want to eat it?"

He Ziqian stood up, walked to her side, took her arm, and said solemnly, "Come with me."

Zhao Wanqing didn't understand, so she looked at him with doubts in her clear eyes.

He Ziqian took her to the bedroom, opened the closet by himself, pushed all his clothes inside to the left half, and said to Zhao Wanqing, "Put your clothes on the right half. The hangers are ready-made. If there is not enough space, put them on In the cloakroom."

Zhao Wanqing lowered her thin face and said nothing.

He Ziqian pulled her, went to the bathroom again, pointed to the sink and told her, "Put your toothbrush and cup here." Then pointed to the table and said, "Place all your cosmetics here."

Zhao Wanqing still didn't speak, her eyes were dark.

After finishing speaking, He Ziqian grabbed her arm again and brought her to the dining table.

The two sat down and began to eat.

He Ziqian picked up a spoonful of pumpkin, put it into her bowl, and said meaningfully, "Wanqing, this is my home, not a hotel. You don't have to keep everything clean and uncluttered. Also, I I won't let you go easily, and you don't have to keep your things in the suitcase."

Zhao Wanqing lowered her head, didn't look into his eyes, and didn't make any gestures, as if she regarded him as a transparent person.

The anger in He Ziqian's heart spontaneously arose, he frowned, and was about to say something sarcastic.But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them alive.

It was really not easy for the two of them to get to where they are today. He didn't want to ruin the happiness he had worked so hard for for a long time.

Just like that, the two of them remained silent, each eating sullenly.

After that, He Ziqian went to work in the study, and Zhao Wanqing cleaned up the dishes.

Tired, he came out and leaned against the kitchen door, watching her patiently pick up the bowls one by one, wiped them clean with a rag, and put them on the bowl rack.

Facing her back, he said faintly, "Actually, if a person is alone for a long time, he will yearn for the taste of home instead."

Zhao Wanqing turned her head and looked at him blankly, "If you feel homesick, you can often go back to the old villa. I think uncle and aunt will be very happy to see you."

She clearly knew what she was talking about!But I'm pretending to be stupid here!This is her, Zhao Wanqing!

He suddenly felt very tired, turned around and walked towards the study silently.

Zhao Wanqing looked at her back and couldn't move her eyes for a long time. She suddenly felt that he also felt lonely, lonely, and desolate.

She packed up the dishes, took out her notebook from her bag, and started to write in her work diary.

But He Ziqian came out of the study, saw her lying on the dining table, and said to her, "Make me a cup of tea, there is a dragon well under the tea table."

Zhao Wanqing responded, brewed a shallow cup of tea, and walked cautiously to the study.

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