ex-wife, get married

"Really?!" Zhuo Nianqi couldn't be so calm as a child, he jumped off the chair and ran to Xu Yueqing's side, "Qingqing, Qingqing, are you really not leaving?!"

Xu Yueqing took a look at Zhuo Xiangyu, and then said to Zhuo Nianqi: "Well, I'm not leaving. But, I'm not staying as the hostess of this family, but as your tutor."

"What does this mean?" Zhuo Xiangyu tightened his grip on the chopsticks and stared at Xu Yueqing.

"It means, I believe you didn't lie to me, but I can't just accept that I'm your wife." Xu Yueqing expressed her thoughts after deliberation in the study, "President, no, Zhuo Xiangyu , I don’t know if I will remember the past in the future, but until I do, I decide to be myself and be Xu Yueqing.”

"Okay." Zhuo Xiangyu frowned lightly and flattened again. The word "good" seemed to be relieved, but also like a sigh.

Zhuo Nianqi didn't think there was anything bad about it, as long as Qingqing could stay, he would always find a way to help Daddy catch Qingqing back and become his mother again.

"However, you and I have a score to settle."

However, Xu Yueqing obviously couldn't let Zhuo Nianqi go that easily.

"What did I, I, I, I do wrong?" Zhuo Nianqi felt that his obedience had reached the highest peak in history in the past few days, and all his performances were impeccable!

Xu Yueqing looked at the bear child, sneered a few times, and asked him: "You already knew that I was your mommy, right?"

"Yes." Zhuo Nianqi nodded honestly.

"You know I'm your mommy, but you said I'm stupid when we first met?" Xu Yueqing thought it was so simple when she remembered that the brat had nostrils and despised her IQ back then!

"At that time, I was still angry at you for abandoning me. It wasn't intentional." Zhuo Nianqi seemed to understand Xu Yueqing's meaning, and explained in a low voice, but he didn't have enough confidence.

"Hehe, are you angry?" Xu Yueqing folded her arms around her chest, gnashed her teeth and said, "It's also because of anger, you still hit me with the original document?"

Your skull is cracked, right?
This brat even smashed his own mother, does he still have the law, does he respect his elders!
"At that time, I thought you were the same as those women in the past. You never came back, and you never came to me. It must be because you didn't care about me." A little ostrich with its head stuck in the ground.

"Nianqi, look at me." Xu Yueqing and Zhuo Nianqi met each other's eyes and said word by word: "If I woke up ten years ago and knew that I had a son, I would never abandon you , will not ignore you, do you believe me?"

Zhuo Nianqi nodded, "I believe."

He would definitely believe what Qingqing said.

"Very well, this matter has been explained clearly, and you have to give me a guarantee now. In the future, you will never, never hurt others like that willfully."

"I will never do that again." After Zhuo Nianqi made the promise, he asked Xu Yueqing again: "Qingqing, so you won't leave, right?"

"I'm your tutor. If I'm not here to teach you, where can I go?" Xu Yueqing rubbed Zhuo Nianqi's head, giving both kindness and power, and slapped a sweet date's educational policy with great success.

Hearing Xu Yueqing's words, Zhuo Xiangyu's heart finally fell to the ground. Xu Yueqing has always attached great importance to Zhuo Nianqi. Since she would promise Zhuo Nianqi like this, she probably wouldn't leave casually.

However, when he thought of his wife who was finally found and only got close to the bear son at home, President Zhuo Da felt a little bit uncomfortable in his heart.

Well, just a little.

After the father and son were settled, Xu Yueqing casually asked while eating the fruit after dinner, "By the way, what is the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor used for? The decoration seems to be different from other rooms."

Zhuo Xiangyu tensed his back, and said with a stiff expression: "There is a utility room over there."

"Oh." Xu Yueqing bit the dragon fruit, looked at Zhuo Xiangyu's expression, always felt that something was wrong, "Then can I go up and take a look later?"

"No one has cleaned it for a long time. If you want to see it, I will let the maid clean it tomorrow." Zhuo Xiangyu blinked unnaturally a few times, and changed the subject: "Didn't you say you wanted to take the house with you?" Nian Qi is going out to play, have you two decided where to go?"

"Well, not yet." Xu Yueqing withdrew her gaze, silently kept that room in her heart, planning to take a look at it when she had time.

It's probably like the story of Bluebeard, the more people don't let you open the room, the more you want to open it.Moreover, for Xu Yueqing, the current Zhuo family and her are no longer simply a relationship between employer and tutor. Zhuo Xiangyu was so nervous that he didn't want to show her the room, of course she would want to know what was hidden in it.

Does it have something to do with her, or the past her?
After swallowing the dragon fruit, Xu Yueqing asked Zhuo Nianqi who was reading a book: "Nianqi, is there any place you want to go?"

Zhuo Nianqi tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, "No."

Xu Yueqing was dumbfounded for a moment, and asked: "Why is there no playground, thrill park, or outing, which one do you prefer?"

"I don't know." Zhuo Nianqi struggled to imagine for a while, and finally gave up, "I have never been there, and I don't know which one I would like."

"You never took him to a playground or anything like that?" Xu Yueqing suddenly turned her head and stared at Zhuo Xiangyu, as if he was a heinous villain who abused her own son.

Zhuo Xiangyu didn't quite understand where Xu Yueqing's anger came from, so he asked calmly, "Is there anything wrong with that?"

The Zhuo family's children all grew up like this. Didn't he never go to a playground or something like that?
Xu Yueqing looked at Zhuo Xiangyu with weird eyes for a long time, and finally uttered a sentence that made Zhuo Xiangyu feel like his face was going to crack.

"How did I fall in love with you in the first place?"

Zhuo Nianqi burst out laughing, seeing his father staring at him, he hurriedly said to Xu Yueqing: "Qingqing, let's do everything, go to the playground first, and wait until next time Daddy is free, okay?"

Xu Yueqing sighed, "Okay, that's the only way to go."

After discussing the time to go to the playground, the three of them went back to their rooms to sleep. At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the door of Xu Yueqing's room was quietly opened from the inside. Xu Yueqing stepped on the long-haired carpet in the corridor with bare feet, feeling itchy.

"If you don't take a look, how can you sleep!" Xu Yueqing muttered in a low voice, step by step approaching the strange room at the end of the corridor that was said to be a utility room.

Xu Yueqing carefully avoided the sensor lights in the corridor, and touched the doorknob. She was just trying to try her luck, but unexpectedly, she turned the door open all at once.

What was even more surprising was that there were people in the room.

"Why are you here?" Xu Yueqing was very surprised when she first saw Zhuo Xiangyu standing in the room.

"What about you, why don't you go back to sleep?" Zhuo Xiangyu's expression was very uneasy, he strode over, grabbed Xu Yueqing's door that was opening more and more, and blocked Xu Yueqing's sight with his height advantage.

"Didn't you say this is a utility room?" Although Xu Yueqing had only glanced at it just now, she could tell that it was definitely not a utility room, but rather like an art studio in a school.

Seeing that Xu Yueqing was jumping and trying to look into the room while talking, Zhuo Xiangyu had no choice but to give up and said: "Come in and have a look."

With Zhuo Xiangyu's compromise, this studio was fully displayed in front of Xu Yueqing.

"This is……"

If there is any vocabulary to describe Xu Yueqing's current feelings, there are probably only two words.

Shocked.

The entire studio is full of her sketches and oil paintings.

It can be said that it is overwhelming, the things hanging on the rope, laying on the ground, and unfinished things on the easel are all hers.

Waking, asleep; standing, sitting; laughing, crying; adult, child.

"What's going on here?" Xu Yueqing stood in the middle of the room in a daze, feeling the strange feeling of being surrounded by "herself" for the first time.

"I couldn't find you at that time, and I suddenly became afraid. If this continues, will I even forget your appearance?"

Thinking of himself at that time, Zhuo Xiangyu laughed at himself, "I was only in my early twenties at that time, and I was not as stable as I am now. I always couldn't find you, so I was a little panicked. I think that if I draw you Get up, will it be able to retain you a little more. Later, I developed a habit of drawing for a while every day, as if you are still there."

Xu Yueqing looked at Zhuo Xiangyu who showed her vulnerable side unexpectedly, feeling a little at a loss.

"You have been painting for ten years?"

A lot of drawing papers in this room are stacked in boxes. If it hadn’t been persisted for many years, there would never be so many.

"Yeah." Zhuo Xiangyu walked into the room and picked up a sketch portrait, "I have never let Nian Qi know about this, the child is actually very sensitive, if he knows that even I have no hope, he must will be sad."

"Nianqi, Zhuo Nianqi..." Xu Yueqing repeated Zhuo Nianqi's name several times, and she suddenly understood the meaning of the name.

Zhuo Nianqi, Zhuo Nian's wife.

"I wanted to clean up this place quietly tonight and throw away all these paintings, but I didn't expect you to see them." Zhuo Xiangyu sighed, probably feeling that the existence of this room would damage the image.

"Don't throw it away!" Xu Yueqing became anxious when she heard that Zhuo Xiangyu was going to throw away all the paintings, "These are all me, why do you throw them away?!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Yueqing realized that she was tacitly acquiescing that she was Zhuo Xiangyu's wife, and she fell silent immediately.

"Then don't throw it away, just leave it like this, if you like some, pick a few and take them back."

Zhuo Xiangyu rubbed Xu Yueqing's hair as if coaxing Zhuo Nianqi. Unlike his son's short, prickly hair, Xu Yueqing's hair was cold and soft, just like her personality.

Only Xu Yueqing, who is so stupid now, can't think that if Zhuo Xiangyu doesn't want her to see the studio, just put a lock on it and everything will be fine.