The return of the rich and powerful family

"Why are you?" Qin Ke raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I'll go to the new real estate for tailoring in the morning, and I'll drop by to see you." After Xu Yan'an finished speaking, he shook the food box in his hand, "I haven't eaten yet, let's have some together."

Qin Ke glanced at him indifferently, turned around and walked into the house without saying anything.

Xu Yan'an followed her into the room, took apart the food boxes in his hand, and put them on the dining table one by one.They are basically Qin Ke's favorite dishes.

They fell in love when they were in college, and they have been in love for only two years, but they have been separated for more than 20 years.But his taste and habits towards her are still very dear to his heart.

Xu Yan'an arranged the food boxes and bowls and chopsticks, then sat at the dining table and waited for Qin Ke to come over for dinner.

Qin Ke turned off the computer before walking over and saw Xu Yan'an staring at the wheelchair in the corner.

"What's so interesting about a wheelchair." Qin Ke sat down on the chair, picked up the chopsticks, and put a mouthful of vegetables into his mouth.

Xu Yan'an suddenly lost his appetite, and asked aloud, "How are your legs recently?"

"It's okay. At least I can stand up, so I don't have to continue to be a cripple." Qin Ke said without emotion.

Xu Yan'an moved his lips, wanting to say sorry, but his voice got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter it no matter what.

"If you want to apologize, it's useless. If you really want to, let Qingxi know your life experience as soon as possible. Do you know that feeling when you can't recognize your own daughter in front of you?" Qin Ke held the chopsticks, Looking at him sideways, he said.

Xu Yan'an lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, "I don't understand. I have raised Qingxi for more than [-] years, and I heard her call me uncle for more than [-] years."

Qin Ke pursed her lips, and put another piece of braised pork in her mouth, but it was like wax.

Xu Yan'an didn't move his chopsticks, watched her eat, and looked at the room where she lived in a somewhat lax way.

Qin Ke was very particular about life when she was young, and she wanted the best food, clothing and housing.Now, the room she lives in is very simple, with only a desktop computer and a laptop on the table.

"Are you still writing scripts recently?" Xu Yan'an asked casually.

"Yes." Qin Ke replied.

"What subject?" Xu Yan'an asked again.

"The subject of remarriage." Qin Ke held her chopsticks and replied, "A woman gave up her career for the sake of her family, but was betrayed by her husband, her marriage broke down, and then she returned to society. own life."

"Oh." Xu Yan'an nodded casually after listening, not very caring.

Qin Ke took two more mouthfuls of food, then stopped her chopsticks, looked up at him, her tone was still very light, even a little casual, "Remember, you said before that after we got married, let me take care of my family at home. A good wife and mother, you will earn money to support me and my children. However, I want to take good care of you and my children, and I don’t want to be an idle housewife, so I try to create and publish some articles and novels , Unexpectedly, this eventually became my profession.”

After Xu Yanan listened, after a brief silence, he said dryly, "You are so smart, you will do well in whatever you do."

Qin Ke smiled, with a hint of bitterness and sarcasm mixed in the smile, "How smart is it? If you fall in love, you're in a mess, and you've been in a mess for most of your life."

After Qin Ke finished speaking, she continued to pick up vegetables with her chopsticks.

Xu Yanan lowered his eyes and did not speak again.Instead, after Qin Ke finished eating, he silently packed up the food box.

"Go ahead, I'm going back." Xu Yan'an said to Qin Ke while carrying the food box.

"En." Qin Ke replied lightly, seemingly without too much emotion.

Then, Xu Yan'an left.

After Xu Yan'an left, Qin Ke sat on the sofa alone, in a daze for a long time.