Mr. Qin is too involved in the drama: I lost my wife

Qiao Nuanyang smiled slightly when she saw her, and Song Ci's voice came from her ear, "Ruirui is very smart, you taught her well, she doesn't cry or make trouble, she listens to everything we say, and learns." She is also good, and smart. She likes to draw, and she draws very well. She likes both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I brought her here, and she pestered me to teach her this."

Pointing to the bottles and cans on the side, Song Ci also smiled, "I said that I must make a cup, one for each person, and we must be together for a lifetime."

cup.

lifetime.

Suddenly, Qiao Nuanyang's throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak, and his eyes fainted for a while.

"I……"

Song Ci turned her head to look at Qiao Nuanyang, she held the back of Qiao Nuanyang's hand, "I know you have always been in conflict with Shijin, what Shijin did before was not out of his own intention, he is very kind , although he seems to be indifferent and indifferent now, but he is a delicate and heavy person, he is more emotional than anyone else, and wants to protect his family."

"You probably also feel that determination. It's not that he can't let it go, but that the person he cares about leaves so suddenly, and no one can let go easily without really saying it. If it were me, I wouldn't let it go. Yes, if it wasn't because I was worried about it, I wouldn't have changed my appearance in France and assumed the identity of Song Ci, and took the opportunity to hide by Wen Taichu's side, just for revenge."

"..."

Seeing her astonished gaze, Song Ci shook her head, "You don't understand the kind of suffering, the suffering of losing the person you love the most and having nothing. At that time, I really wanted to die in the past, but I still forced myself to endure it, because I knew I can't die yet."

"Qiao Qiao, there will be no more feelings between Shijin and Wen Wan. He just hates Wen Wan. I'm telling you this today, not to persuade you. As for how far you and Shijin can go, we will None of them can interfere. But, I hope that none of you will regret it, and only hate losing it when you regret it.”

"At least you are better than me, you can still see him, what about me?"

Whether it's Qin Shizhen or A Kang, I won't see it anymore.

Akang has never been able to find him. Although she has known that man for a short time, he is really domineering. After breaking into her own world, he left so quickly...

She concealed the sadness in her eyes, smiled lightly, patted the back of her hand and said earnestly, "At that time, how did you let Shijin choose? Could he just watch you die?"

"You also know the news about Shijin being hospitalized. After you left, he chased you. His wound was infected and he had a high fever in the hospital. It happened again and again. When I went to see him, he lost a lot of weight. If you have time Just go and see him, if..."

Afterwards, Song Ci didn't say anything, and only let her choose.

Qiao Nuanyang was also absent-minded when she was with Ruirui. When she was pinching the porcelain, Ruirui wanted to draw a cat, but she drew it in a daze with a pen.

Then I heard Ruirui screaming frantically, "Mom, this is not a cat!"

She woke up suddenly like a dream and looked down to see Qin Shijin's name written on the bottle. Ruirui recognized the words, raised her head in her arms and asked, "Mom, do you miss Dad? You actually wrote Papa's name! Hehehe."

Seeing her ears turn red quickly, Ruirui covered her face and shouted, "Mom, you just miss Dad, you can call Dad, okay?"

She hurriedly covered Ruirui's mouth and taught her a lesson, "What do children know?"

"I'm not a child anymore, okay?" She put her hands on her hips in a majestic manner, looking like a little adult.

Qiao Nuanyang wanted to make the jar again, but Song Tian took the jar away, saying that it would be sent to be baked soon.

After dinner in the evening, Qiao Nuanyang played with Ruirui in the shop for a while, and Ruirui fell asleep between her arms. She wanted to take Ruirui away but couldn't.

In addition to having a baby in her belly, she was also tired and sleepy, and she didn't have much strength in her arms, so Song Tian carried Ruirui away and put her on the bed.

Song Ci looked at the sky outside and felt that it was not too late, so she wanted to keep her to sleep.

However, Song Tian answered a call from Qin Shijin, and Song Tian giggled with a smile, "Second brother, don't worry, Rui Rui is having fun in the store, and now sister-in-law is also in the store Inside... umm, don't worry, I told my sister-in-law not to leave, it's not safe at this late hour."

Song Tian bites very quickly when she calls her sister-in-law.

Her name is Song Ci and she is her elder sister.

Sister-in-law is naturally talking about her.

A hot flash flashed across her face, and after Song Tian hung up the phone, Qiao Nuanyang took her things and wanted to leave.

Song Tian jumped out and called, "Sister-in-law, do you still want to go? The second brother will come later. He was worried about you just now. It's not safe so late, so I have to keep you here."

"No, I came here by car, and it will be very convenient when I go back. You help me take good care of Ruirui, and tell her when she wakes up, I will come back next time."

Of course Song Tian and the others know how to talk to Ruirui.

Song Ci didn't let Song Tian continue to stop Qiao Nuanyang.

How could Qin Shijin, a thoughtful man, not know the relationship between Qiao Nuanyang and himself.

Letting Ruirui follow her to the shop was just an excuse, but she had already been figuring out how to keep people in her line of sight.

Calmly, she walked around in her world.

Don't you just want Ruirui and Qiao Nuanyang to meet?This method must be used.

Song Ci sent her out, and gave her the porcelain made by Ruirui and some small animals.

"Think about it. If Ruirui is not by your side, you will miss her too. You can think of her when you look at these things. Sometimes Qin Shijin is busy with work, and her mother's health is not as good as before. Ruirui is so active and she is also like her." No, so I’m always by my side sometimes. If you’re free, you can come over if you want to see Ruirui.”

Qiao Nuanyang sat in the car and blinked at Song Ci.

Song Ci put her hands in front of her and said, "I can't help you with anything, that's all I can do."

She still didn't want Qin Shijin and her to really go to court. Moreover, Qin Shijin said that he would not give up his custody rights, but in fact, even she never thought of giving up.

Therefore, there will never be a day when this lawsuit will actually be fought.

"Thank you."

She bent down and sat in the car, drove the car out, and happened to meet an approaching car when she was turning at the intersection.

The headlights are blinding.

She drove the car very slowly, and all of a sudden she saw the man sitting in the back of the car, with a familiar face, leaning against the back of the car with his eyes closed.

Qin Shijin was wearing a black woolen coat with a black knit sweater inside, no suit, and black slacks on his lower body. He looked a little less aggressive and more youthful.

When he got out of the car, Song Ci hadn't had time to enter the house yet. He was still carrying some food and snacks in his hand, while the driver was carrying some clothes.

Song Ci folded her arms to resist the wind and cold outside. When she saw the tall man, she asked, "Did you meet Nuan Yang just now? She just left."

Qin Shijin turned his head to look.

Thinking of the car that passed the intersection just now, with Qiao Nuanyang in it?

The lip line tightened a little more.

Song Ci stopped talking and told him to go in quickly. Qin Shijin clenched his fists against his lips and coughed lightly. Song Ci took the pears out and stewed them in the kitchen, adding some sugar to them. Just handing it to him, Qin Shijin frowned, looking disgusted.

Song Ci stuffed it into his hand forcefully, "In autumn, it's dry and easy to cough, and you just recovered from a serious illness and don't take medicine, you have to drink these, or I'll call Qiao Nuanyang? "

What's the use of calling?

Anyway, she won't feel bad.

Qin Shijin felt a little frustrated in his heart, and didn't want to let himself face such a setback, but, not wanting Qiao Nuanyang to worry about him, he took a sip from the white porcelain cup and took a sip.

Thinking of when Qiao Nuanyang boiled pears for Li Jiazhen before, Li Jiazhen didn't like to take medicine anymore, she liked to drink pear soup.

The cough is much better.

After thinking about it, he reluctantly drank the pear soup.

Song Ci saw that he drank the bowl of food cleanly. Qin Shijin hated these sweet things very much before, and then glanced at the small snacks next to him. They don't like snacks. Egg tarts are Ruirui likes it.

It goes without saying who to buy the rest.

Seeing his tense face, he was probably depressed why Qiao Nuanyang didn't stay, but left before he came. Song Ci patted him on the shoulder and asked him to go with him to get the burnt porcelain.

Qin Shijin wore gloves and was used as a coolie by Song Ci. He squatted there and took out the things inside one by one. Finally, he saw a crooked thing with different shapes, and thought it was made by Ruirui.

As a result, I saw a few small characters on it.

Qin Shijin.

Song Ci stood aside, pursing her lips and smiling, "Qiao Qiao wrote it down when she was doing handwork with Rui Rui in the afternoon. Hey, the two of you are in such a mess now... But neither of you really let go of each other."

The hardest thing to say about two people.

Qin Shijin looked at his ugly face all night, and the cloudy sky turned sunny at this time.

His eyes kept staring at those three words, as if he wished to stare out a hole.

Those three characters were written crookedly, but the handwriting was very delicate, and he seemed to be able to see how Qiao Nuanyang sat there and finished writing the three characters.

A muffled sound rolled out of his throat.

"Ah."

He took the jar away.

She is his, and can only belong to him, in this life, in the next life, and in the next life.

Even if there is a little bit of wrong place in the middle, he will break back those wrong tracks.

***
After that, Qin Shijin didn't contact her, and Qiao Nuanyang kept this matter in her heart, which made her very annoyed.

Thinking of the pot again, when I went to see Zhen Shiping in the restaurant, I felt a little up and down.

She booked a restaurant in advance. The restaurant is Chinese style, mainly seafood, but the dishes are light. When she entered, the waiter wearing a cheongsam took her directly to the place.

In high-end restaurants, the tables are set far apart, not private rooms, but they are also very private.

Coupled with the large surrounding space, the experience of eating in the private room is actually stronger.

The landscape paintings next to it, and some tree carvings, including the decorations inside, are full of Chinese style. Qiao Nuanyang likes the decorations here very much, so he followed Xia Xingxing's advice to decide on the place.

Not long after she came, Zhen Shiping walked in gracefully just after a cup of tea.

Zhen Shiping was dressed in a neat suit and looked imposing. He had been in the shopping mall for decades, and his calm, mature masculinity was very fascinating.

He was wearing a pair of glasses, and when he looked carefully, he realized that the pupils of his eyes were dark brown.