Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

If so, these things can be explained, but even if Mousse helped them because of Zhong Jiaqi's face, she still owes him a favor after all, and she still owes Mousse an apology for Jiang Wenwen's matter .

Zheng Xinyu nodded her head: "Sister Jiaqi has indeed helped us a lot, we should work harder now, and don't let down Sister Jiaqi's help to us."

Tang Yu nodded: "You are right, we will definitely work hard."

Sitting in the taxi back home, Zheng Xinyu still took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mu Si: "Mr. Mu, thank you for today's matter. When Jingshi Liquor's affairs are settled, I will treat you to dinner."

When Zheng Xinyu returned to the company, she still didn't receive a reply from Mousse. Zheng Xinyu raised the corners of her lips and smiled helplessly. Just when she thought that Mousse replied to her, her cell phone rang suddenly.

"It's just a little effort, you're welcome."

This matter is easy for Mousse, but it is very important to her. She decided to wait until the red wine of Jingshi Wine Industry is in storage before talking about inviting Mousse to dinner.

After putting away her mobile phone, Zheng Xinyu plunged herself into work.

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"Jiaqi, today you can take Qiuqiu back to Qi's house for a night. I want to talk to Jingchen about something."

Zhong Jiaqi nodded, reached out and hugged Qiuqiu into her arms: "Qiuqiu, will you go home with your godmother?"

Qiuqiu probably knew that he was leaving Mousse, and looked at Mousse reluctantly: "Dad...Dad..."

Mousse stepped forward and nodded Qiuqiu's little nose: "Qiuqiu will go home with the godmother first, and Dad will pick you up later, okay?"

Only then did Qiuqiu obediently let Zhong Jiaqi carry her away.

Qi Jingchen poured a glass of red wine for Mousse: "What's wrong?"

Mousse's eyes turned cold all of a sudden, not at all as gentle as when he was facing Qiuqiu just now.

"Jingchen, how long do you think it will take to forget someone?"

"Mousse, if you can't forget, don't force yourself. You can keep Jiang Wenwen in your heart forever, but never hurt Qiuqiu, or you will regret it."

Mousse smiled bitterly: "How can I be willing to hurt that little dumpling now? I didn't like children at all before, but now the little dumpling is almost the only reason for me to live. Now I'm worried that I will Spoiled Xiaotuanzi."

Qi Jingchen raised his wine glass and took a sip lightly.

"Jiang Wenwen is dead."

Mousse smiled helplessly: "Jingchen, you really don't know how to comfort others, of course I know Wenwen is dead, I have already accepted this fact, but when I wake up in the middle of the night, I still I couldn't help but look at the other half of the double bed, only to find that its owner had long since passed away."

"I know you're sad, but you have no other way to deal with this kind of sadness than learn to resolve it."

"There is no other way, no other way, Wenwen is dead, she can't come back to life, of course there is no other way," Mousse slammed the wine bottle on the ground, "What is it? Which bastard said that life and death are more sad than death, as long as she is alive, at least I can see her when I miss her, but when Wenwen is dead, I have nothing."

Mousse picked up another bottle of red wine on the table, lay down on the sofa in the box, and poured the red wine into his mouth one gulp at a time.

Qi Jingchen understood the sadness in Mousse's heart. When Zhong Jiaqi left him, he felt that his whole world was not bright. What's more, Jiang Wenwen left completely. How could Mousse not be in pain.

Only Jiang Wenwen can comfort this kind of pain, but now that Jiang Wenwen has left, Qi Jingchen knows that no matter what he says, he can't reduce Mousse's pain, so he can only sit on the side and accompany Mousse.

Mousse raised the corners of her lips, but even the smile was bitter.

He reached out and patted Qi Jingchen's shoulder lightly: "Fortunately, you can listen to my complaints."

Qi Jingchen looked straight into Mousse's eyes: "Mousse, Qiuqiu still needs you."

Mousse picked up the bottle and took another sip into his mouth: "I'm really glad that Wenwen left me a child, otherwise I don't even know how to live now."

"Drink if you want, I will accompany you."

"Jingchen, you must cherish what you have now."

"I know."

Qi Jingchen sat beside Mousse, listening to Mousse vent all the pain in his heart, and when Mousse fell asleep on the sofa, there were already several empty bottles on the floor.

Qi Jingchen reached out to help Mousse up, and called a valet driver. Seeing that Mousse drank like this, taking him back to Mu's house would probably scare Mr. Mu and throw him back to his own home. Qi Jingchen was worried that Mousse would Drowning himself in the bathtub, after much deliberation, it's better to take him back to Qi's house.

After getting off the car, Qi Jingchen saw Qiuqiu and Qi Ning sitting at the door.

Qi Jingchen helped his forehead with some headaches. Qi Ning liked to sit at the door and wait for him, and now he added another ball. The two children who imagined their personalities seemed to have found an ally. The two of them sat at the door , staring straight at the door.

Qiuqiu seemed to see Mousse, and immediately raised his finger and shouted outside: "Dad...Dad..."

When Qi Jingchen helped Mousse to enter the door, Qiuqiu covered his nose: "Dad, it smells bad!"

Although he said so, he still reached out to grab Mousse's sleeve.

Qi Jingchen was worried that Mousse would accidentally hurt Qiuqiu after drinking too much, so he said to Zhong Jiaqi who was busy in the kitchen, "Jiaqi, come here and take Qiuqiu and Xiao Ning away."

When Zhong Jiaqi heard Qi Jingchen's voice, she immediately put down the things in her hands. After wiping her hands clean, she walked to the door, reached out to hug Qi Ning, and led Qiuqiu.

"How did the mousse drink like this?"

"He's not feeling well."

Qiuqiu didn't know what happened, he only knew that his father was back, but his father didn't even look at him, and his weak heart was hurt.

"Dad...Dad..." Qiuqiu's eyes were red with anxiety.

Zhong Jiaqi was so distressed, she stretched out her hand and gently touched Qiuqiu's cheek: "Qiaoqiu, Dad is asleep, let's not disturb Dad's sleep, shall we play with Dad tomorrow?"

"Father, fell asleep... fell asleep..."

After knowing that his father didn't ignore him on purpose, Qiuqiu's mood improved a little.

"Yes, Dad is asleep, let Dad go to bed first, you and Xiao Ning should go to bed too."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiaqi took Qiuqiu and Xiao Ning back upstairs. The two brothers felt like they hadn't seen each other for too long, but they had only known each other for a few hours, and they were already clinging to each other.

Zhong Jiaqi originally wanted to take Xiao Ning to take a bath and then wash Qiu Qiu, but she didn't expect that before she carried Xiao Ning into the bathroom, Qiu Qiu had already started calling Xiao Ning's name.

Qi Ning was also "babbling" in Zhong Jiaqi's arms, not knowing what to say, her eyes still glued to Qiuqiu's face.

There was no other way, Zhong Jiaqi had to fill the bathtub with water and put the two of them in together. The two immediately burst into laughter in the bathtub. Zhong Jiaqi poured a little shower gel into the bathtub and let the two of them sit in it. Noisy.

Guessing that the water was going to be cold soon, Zhong Jiaqi fished out the two little dumplings from the water. She wanted them to sleep on the same bed, but Qi Ning is too young now, and Zhong Jiaqi was a little worried about Qiuqiu. It will overwhelm Qi Ning, so they can only move a small bed to the baby's room and let Qiu Qiu sleep next to Qi Ning.

But until Qi Ning and Qi Xi had already fallen asleep, Qiuqiu was still staring at Zhong Jiaqi with his big eyes open.

Zhong Jiaqi reached out and tapped Qiuqiu's cheek lightly: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"dad……"

Zhong Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, seeing Mousse's appearance just now, she probably fell asleep now, even if she woke up, she probably wouldn't be able to wake up for a while.

"Stories...listen to stories..."

It turned out that Qiuqiu wanted to hear a bedtime story, and Zhong Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait a minute, the godmother will tell you a story right away."

Zhong Jiaqi remembered that there were still a few storybooks in Qi Han's room, which happened to come in handy now.

She walked to the door of Qi Han's room and knocked lightly on the door: "Han Han, may I go in?"

"come in."

Zhong Jiaqi walked to Qi Han's bed and rubbed Qi Han's messy hair: "Did I wake you up?"

Qi Han shook his head lightly: "I haven't slept yet, mother, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Qiaoqiu wants to hear a bedtime story. I'll come to you to get some storybooks."

Qi Han turned up from the bed at once: "I'll go and tell a story to Qiuqiu!"

Zhong Jiaqi smiled faintly: "Why do you like Qiuqiu so much?"

"Qiaoqiu is very similar to Xiaoning."

"Okay, then you go, after coaxing Qiuqiu to sleep, come back to sleep obediently, understand?"

"Mom, I know, don't worry about it."

After Qi Han picked out a storybook, he ran out.

Only now did Zhong Jiaqi walk into the living room, and Qi Jingchen was standing in the kitchen, probably making sober soup for Mousse.

"How much did Mousse drink tonight?"

Qi Jingchen said helplessly: "After drinking several bottles of red wine, if he dares to get drunk in front of me again in the future, I will throw him outside."

Zhong Jiaqi covered her mouth and laughed, Qi Jingchen was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, if he really didn't want to care about Mousse, why would he cook sober soup for Mousse here.

"Did he think of Wenwen again?"

"It's not that he thought of Jiang Wenwen again, but he never forgot."

Zhong Jiaqi sighed, and she couldn't help thinking that it would be great if Jiang Wenwen was alive, but fortunately she left a ball for Mousse, otherwise, she really couldn't imagine that Mousse would change now. what it looks like.

Qi Jingchen reached out and patted Zhong Jiaqi on the shoulder: "But it's a good thing that Mousse is willing to tell me now, it's better than him holding it in his heart alone."

Zhong Jiaqi nodded: "That's right, well, you can quickly bring in the hangover soup, or Mousse will fall asleep."