Love in the morning and love in the evening: Master Si loves his wife 1314

"terribly sorry……"

"Don't be sorry, I understand, there is nothing you can do."

Zhang Qing couldn't wait to interrupt, her red lips raised into a slight smile, Chu Jiyuan nodded helplessly, and took a sip from the glass in front of her.

"I love Weihan very much, it's just a matter between the two of us, my parents don't agree."

Chu Jiyuan's words made Zhang Qing's hands stiff immediately, she looked at him with a puzzled expression, "Why? Doesn't your father like Wei Han?"

Chu Jiyuan shook his head helplessly, with a bit of bitterness overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "It's a long story, my parents want me to find a good girl now, get married and have children."

As Chu Jiyuan spoke, he looked at the girl in front of him with a pair of dark eyes, and his four eyes collided. Zhang Qing quickly looked away, and rubbed her hands in bewilderment.

"Then you haven't told Wei Han? She should agree." Zhang Qing looked away as she spoke, and took a sip from the glass in front of her.

"Weihan's thoughts are all on her mother now, she has never cared about my affairs."

Chu Jiyuan said calmly, with a bit of bitterness in his heart, he already understood his position in her heart, didn't he?When he said it himself, he still felt heartache and couldn't breathe.

"Sorry, I don't know how to comfort you, I don't know much about Wei Han."

Zhang Qing spoke helplessly, looking at the face full of disappointment in front of her eyes, her heart seemed to have knocked over the seasoning box, it was extremely complicated.

"What's going on with you and Weihan now? You came on a blind date..."

Zhang Qing looked at him, doubts flashed quickly across her delicate face, maybe she didn't realize it herself, her eyes were shining with anticipation.

Chu Jiyuan's hand holding the water glass paused, and he lowered his head slowly. His handsome face was full of helplessness. Zhang Qing saw it in his eyes and felt his sadness.

"Weihan and I are still trying to get my parents to agree, she doesn't know what happened tonight..." Chu Jiyuan said lightly, the helplessness in his tone made people feel distressed.

Zhang Qing raised her eyebrows and asked curiously: "Why? Isn't Weihan's family very good? Why don't your parents agree?"

Zhang Qing spoke in surprise, Chu Jiyuan looked like a deflated ball, lowered his head and looked disappointed.

Seeing the helplessness on his face, Zhang Qing calmed down her emotions with guilt, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said so much."

Hearing her apology, Chu Jiyuan curled his thin lips lightly, and shook his head bitterly, "How long have you known Weihan?" He asked softly.

Zhang Qing was silent for a few seconds, narrowing her beautiful eyes, "I haven't known her for long, but we have a very good relationship now." Zhang Qing's words had a clear smell of gunpowder.

Chu Jiyuan quickly waved his hand with a worried expression on his face, "I have no other intentions, just chatting casually."

In the huge and luxurious restaurant, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Zhang Qing looked around with her beautiful eyes, "For today's meeting, it was really grand."

Feeling her embarrassment, Chu Jiyuan stretched his waist pretending to be relaxed, "You don't have to be so restrained for dinner today, just take it easy."

Chu Jiyuan lowered his voice, wanting to be calm, Zhang Qing turned his face to the side, looked at the smile on his face, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, let's just treat it as an ordinary dinner and don't need to think about it."

At this moment, the restaurant manager walked over with a smile on his face, "Excuse me, both of you." He said and quickly signaled the waiter behind him to serve the meal.

"Have a nice meal, both of you."

After the meal was served quickly, the manager nodded slightly with a smile on his face, Zhang Qing waved his hand impatiently, and the latter immediately retreated.

Looking at the delicious food in front of her, after talking for so long, Zhang Qing suddenly felt a little hungry, reached out to touch her flat belly, and rolled her eyes with a smile, "Then I won't be polite."

Chu Jiyuan made a gentle gesture of invitation, and Zhang Qing quickly started to move.

Looking at the wolf-eating girl in front of him, Chu Jiyuan inexplicably felt that the haze in his heart dissipated a bit.

Si family villa.

After dinner, Si Muheng glanced at An Ran beside him, and the two sitting on the sofa looked at Si Ran's bedroom on the second floor in unison.

"It seems that Si Ran is really angry this time." An Ran's disappointed voice penetrated clearly into Si Muheng's eardrums and landed on the apex of his heart.

Holding her hand, her thin lips curled into a slight smile, "Don't worry, I'll go up and talk to him later, Siran won't hold grudges, it's just today..."

Si Muheng hesitated to speak, but Si Weihan's angry and ferocious face flashed in his mind again, and all his emotions rushed into his heart for a while.

Seeing him in a daze, An Ran stretched out his hand and shook his wrist uneasily, "What's wrong? Mu Heng, what are you thinking?"

Hearing An Ran's words, the thoughts in Si Muheng's eyes were well concealed by him, "It's okay, I just thought of something about the company, please sit down for a while, I'll go and see Si Ran."

An Ran stopped talking, and nodded obediently.

Looking at his tall and tall figure, An Ran's thoughts gradually drifted away.

When he came to Siran's room, Simuheng stopped in his tracks, reached out and knocked on the door lightly, "Siran, it's Dad, what are you doing?"

His gentle voice penetrated clearly into Si Ran's ears through the door, put down the toy in his hand, his immature face regained vitality, stood up and got under the quilt.

After not hearing the response from the room for a long time, Si Muheng was a little anxious, and knocked on the door again to calm down, "Si Ran, if you don't open the door for Dad, I'm going to be angry!"

Si Muheng pretended to be angry and pulled out a long voice. Si Ran lifted the quilt, and his immature face became hesitant. Suddenly, he got out of bed and came to the door. When he opened the door, Si Muheng's handsome face flashed A touch of joy.

She bent down and picked him up.

"What's the matter? You're still good enough, you haven't talked to us all this afternoon?" Si Muheng spoke in a gentle voice, the joy on his face subsided.

Si Ran turned his head and stopped looking at his face. Si Muheng sighed silently, and put him beside him, "Si Ran, my mother and I won't like disobedient children."

Si Muheng was a little impatient, feeling his anger, Si Ran slowly turned his face, his clear eyes were full of grievances.

"Why can you adults lose your temper and say nothing." Si Ran choked up with tears and said, looking at him, the anger in Si Muheng's heart instantly became distressed.

Hugging him gently with a look of disappointment on his face, "Okay, I know that Si Ran is angry with aunt, but you have been angry all afternoon, and you won't come out for dinner, which makes grandma and mother very angry and sad."

Listening to Si Muheng's words, Si Ran raised his head with a sad face, "Are grandma and Mummy angry with me?" Si Ran said in a childish voice.

Si Muheng smiled helplessly, looked at him and nodded firmly, "Yes, Grandma was very sad if Si Ran didn't come out for dinner, and went back to her room to sleep without eating."

Guilt appeared on Si Ran's face, and he slowly lowered his head and blamed himself, "It's all Si Ran's fault, it's Si Ran's fault that grandma didn't eat dinner."

Seeing his face full of self-blame, Si Muheng was very distressed, holding his little hand with a distressed expression, "Si Ran, you are already a little man, you can't just get angry and lose your temper, you know that?"

Si Muheng said with complicated emotions in his heart, remembering that he had never thought of being like this for so many years, and patiently taught Si Ran.

"My aunt promised me that she would never lose her temper again. Why don't you get angry if she doesn't do it? Why can't Si Ran be angry?"

Seeing Si Ran's aggrieved face, Si Muheng sighed helplessly, "Si Ran, I know you are angry with Auntie. Mom never told you, is Auntie sick? So we have to give in to Auntie. "

Si Muheng lowered his voice and said word by word, Si Ran frowned, and the emotion on his face lightened a little, "Will Auntie get better?"

Looking into his innocent eyes, Si Muheng patted his head, "It will be fine, she will be that aunt who loves you again soon."

Si Ran didn't speak again, guilt was written on his immature face, after a long time, he raised his clear eyes, "Daddy, is Mommy mad at Si Ran?"

Si Muheng shook his head, "No, my mother and I will never be angry with Si Ran."

"But, I lost my temper with Mommy today, I'm afraid..." Si Ran hesitated to speak, looking at Si Muheng with averted eyes.

"Then let's go and apologize to Mommy, and let her not be angry, shall we?"

Listening to Si Muheng's words, Si Ran was silent for a few seconds, looked at him randomly and nodded firmly.

Taking Si Ran out of the room, what caught his eyes was that An Ran had already fallen asleep on the sofa, looked at her tired face, and squeezed Si Ran's hand slightly.

Or sensing his emotions, Si Ran raised her immature eyes, and said in a childish voice: "Daddy, Mommy is asleep."

Si Muheng suppressed his emotions and tried to pull out a smile, bent down and said with a gentle face: "Si Ran, good boy, let's not disturb mom's sleep today, let's talk to mom tomorrow, okay?"

"En." Si Ran nodded obediently, looked downstairs, and turned into the room reluctantly.

Si Muheng stayed in place for a few seconds, tried to restrain his emotions, and went downstairs on his slender legs.

Coming in front of her, looking at her sleeping face, my heart was suddenly pulled.

Gently came to her side, for fear of waking her up.

"Si Ran...don't..."

An Ran suddenly talked in sleep, Si Muheng hurriedly took her hand, his handsome face was full of distress.

"An Ran, it's okay, you're dreaming." Si Muheng said softly, his ink-like eyes were filled with sadness, An Ran slowly opened them, and the pain on Si Muheng's face could be fully seen.

Sitting up, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, "Mu Heng, I actually fell asleep, what's wrong with you?" An Ran said, looking at the time when his gaze swept across the wall.

"It's eight o'clock, where is Si Ran?"

An Ran suddenly thought of holding his hand and panicked.