marry ex boyfriend

After having a meal at noon, Fang Zhou didn't leave without saying anything, and wanted to have another dinner at Qiao Yaxi's place.

Qiao Yaxi looked at him helplessly. Although he felt sorry for him being tortured by the elders and younger ones in the family, he still had to drive them away, "You have to go back sooner or later, why not go back and take a nap, and develop a relationship with the baby by the way."

Fang Zhou made a gesture of holding a heart with his hands, and looked at him aggrievedly, "You are no longer the Qiaoer who treats me well, spoils me and loves me."

"Continue to act, leave as soon as the performance is over." Qiao Yaxi was merciless and extremely cold.

"Plastic Brotherhood!"

"Ah, crunchy." Qiao Yaxi answered with a smile.

Holding the pillow in his arms, Fang Zhou curled his lips, moaning, "Can't you be more sympathetic? I'm going back now and I'll be told to death by my mother and his mother. It's really annoying!"

"Just get used to it, besides, you can't stay outside forever, Yan Tao will be worried."

"He's worried about his son, he just thinks about his son." Fang Zhou gritted his teeth unhappily, "I feel like the two of us are about to go through that seven-year itch."

Qiao Yaxi patted him on the shoulder and stood up, "I won't accompany you anymore, I have to sleep for a while, if you don't want to leave, you can watch TV by yourself."

Fang Zhou waved his hand. When Qiao Yaxi went to bed, he felt bored again. There was nothing interesting to watch TV, and there was nothing to play on the phone. Finally, he got up and went home.

Qiao Yaxi woke up and saw the message from Fang Zhou. After thinking about it, he called Xu Yantao and mentioned Fang Zhou's recent anxiety. Xu Yantao suddenly realized that Fang Zhou's temper has become more and more violent recently.

"He just doesn't have the self-consciousness of being a father for a while, so you should pay more attention to him."

"Well, thank you." Xu Yantao thanked him sincerely. If Qiao Yaxi hadn't reminded him, he would have ignored Fang Zhou, "Let's have dinner together someday."

"Okay, Xuanxuan starts school in half a month, and I can relax when he starts school."

"I heard that you and He Boyi have reconciled? There have been a lot of things going on in his family recently, so you should pay attention." Xu Yantao's voice was flat, and if it wasn't for those who knew him well, they wouldn't be able to tell that he was concerned about himself.

Qiao Yaxi responded with a smile, and the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

In the evening, He Gamei brought Xuanxuan back from get off work, took the key to open the door, and there was a delicious smell of food.

"Daddy~~!! Let's come back to play!!" Xuanxuan changed into his slippers and ran to the kitchen, happily like a chick.

Qiao Yaxi was wearing a blue apron, holding the spatula in his right hand and turned to look at him, "Go out, the oil will burn you in a while, wash your hands and change your clothes."

He Boyi came over at this time, and said with a smile: "Xuan Xuan was reporting the name of the dish when we parked the car, and said it smelled."

"I fried the small yellow croaker for you, and there are meat slices, wash your hands quickly." Qiao Yaxi took out the second fried meat slices from the pot and put them on the plate next to him, congratulating Bo Yi Nunuzui, " Change his clothes, throw this set into the washing machine."

He Boyi led Xuanxuan to wash his hands and change his clothes. The two of them were laughing and laughing in the bathroom, and Qiao Yaxi had quickly finished the last dish of dinner.

"Eat~!"

"Come on!"

For dinner, there are vegetables, meat, fish, and soup. Each person gets a bowl of fragrant, fluffy white rice. He Boyi and Xuanxuan's chopsticks are pointed towards the meat, and Qiao Yaxi rolls his eyes beside him, and each person uses chopsticks to fry broccoli .

The father and son looked up at him, and he said while drinking the soup: "The combination of vegetables and meat is nutritionally balanced."

He Boyi turned his head to look at Xuanxuan, one big and one small also ate the broccoli with a frown, sticking out their tongues together, "It tastes really weird!"

"What's wrong with it, eat bitter gourd omelette tomorrow morning."

"..." People who don't cook have no right to speak. He Boyi's acceptance of bitter gourd is quite high, but Xuanxuan really doesn't like it.Basically, no children like to eat bitter gourd. Not to mention the bitter taste, there are many adults who don't eat it.

Qiao Yaxi didn't care what their expressions were, and went to cut the fruit after eating his own meal.

After Xuanxuan finished eating, he went to watch cartoons, while He Boyi and Qiao Yaxi sat at the table eating fruit and chatting.

"Yantao said that your family has had a lot of things lately?" When they were together, there was nothing they couldn't say or ask. Qiao Yaxi was curious about the seriousness of the matter, so Xu Yantao reminded himself more, so he asked directly.

He Boyi shrugged, took out a cigarette and lit it, "My dad retired, my uncles and aunts want to jump up and down, it's fine, don't worry."

What he said was simple, but how could Qiao Yaxi not know how many things were involved in this and how many people's interests were involved. Some people, even blood relatives, would instantly become father-killing enemies for the benefit.

Seeing his worry, He Boyi smiled and poked an apple with a toothpick and fed it to him, "Don't worry, I didn't come in vain all these years, it's my kindness to drive them out of the company until my father abdicates." "If it wasn't for his father's face, what could have been done three years ago would have been entrusted until now. This is not his means.

Qiao Yaxi sighed, looking at the cigarette in his fingertips, "Let's smoke less."

He Boyi smiled and hummed, "The last one, I quit today."

Knowing that he was addicted to cigarettes when he suddenly left, Qiao Yaxi licked his lower lip, "You don't need to quit, just smoke less, it's not good for your health."

"Quit if you say quit." He Gamei put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, raised his hand to touch his face, "I will definitely do what I promised you."

Qiao Yaxi was taken aback, and pursed his lips.

"I believe you."

He Gamei smiled and stood up to clean up the dishes. The division of labor between the two of them was very clear. Qiao Yaxi did the cooking, and he washed the dishes after eating.

Looking at the back of him washing the dishes, Qiao Yaxi chuckled softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Qiao Yaxi took out his mobile phone and snapped two photos at him, moved his fingers and sent them to Moments, and replied: "I remember when you washed the dishes for the first time, you took the dishes from my rented house. I smashed it clean, and later bought a bunch of small steel bowls to compensate me."

"Black history." He Gamei put the bowl under the water to rinse, then dropped it on the dish rack to control the water, "Don't talk about washing the dishes at that time, I didn't even take the bowl away after eating."

"Yes, yes, aren't you Young Master He? How could anyone ask you to do such rough work? Why are you able to do it now?" Qiao Yaxi asked casually.

He Boyi wiped his hands dry and turned to look at him, "After you left, I was at home alone. I didn't know what to do, so I took out the dishes to wash over and over again, thinking that you might come back when I can do housework. gone."

Joyce stared at him blankly.

The two of them naturally reconciled and lived together, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding not to mention what they were doing during the seven years without each other. The illusion of separation.

An illusion is an illusion, no matter whether it is mentioned or not, these seven years are a blank space in each other's lives for the two of them.

Just like Qiao Yaxi didn't know if He Boyi had met someone else in the past seven years, he never dared to ask, and he didn't dare to think about it. How would he face it? He wasn't sure if he would be with him when he knew that the other party had someone else, and he didn't want to just become a real stranger with the other party, so he simply told himself a little masochistically, no If you ask, you don't have it, even if he really has it, if you don't know it, you can treat it as if you don't.

It wasn't just him who lied to himself like this, but also He Gamei.

He Boyi didn't know how Qiao Yaxi spent the past few years with his children when he was abroad. He could only get some news from Xuanxuan's stereotypes, and watching those live videos of Qiao Yaxi. For a period of time, he watched those videos repeatedly, almost masochistically, especially after knowing Xuanxuan's identity, and watching the videos recorded by Qiao Yaxi a few years ago, he wished he could go back in time, no matter what made him give up. They must be by Qiao Yaxi's side and accompany him to face it.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as going back in time in this world, and it is impossible for him to think about what to do in the past time. He can only give him full love in the present and future life.

Qiao Yaxi stared at him blankly, got up and went to his side, raised his hand to touch his face, "I'm sorry." Not only did He Boyi owe him an apology, he also owed He Boyi.

Regardless of the reason for his departure, he violated his own request for a relationship.

"It's a good thing you're back." If he didn't come back, he didn't know how long he could last.

It is really tiring to face those people and those things alone.

"Well, luckily you're still here." Qiao Yaxi leaned forward and put his arms around his waist. After a while, he finally plucked up the courage to ask, "These few years..."

"What these few years?" His last voice was so low that He Boyi didn't hear it.

Qiao Yaxi pressed her face against his chest, and said in a low voice, "Do you have anyone else?"

He Gamei patted the hand on his back for a while, then leaned back, "What did you say?"

"...I asked if you have anyone else." Qiao Yaxi seemed to have broken the jar, anyway, he just wanted to ask, otherwise he would always think wildly, "If you have, don't tell me that there is, just lie to me. .”

He Boyi laughed angrily at him, and seeing his expression of "I won't say anything even if I'm wronged, I can understand you, after all, you're a guy who thinks from the lower body", couldn't help but stare, "You're right I'm so unsure?"

Qiao Yaxi sniffed, "You have a lot of criminal records."

"Where did I have a criminal record after I was with you?" He Gamei stared.

"Really not?"

"You still doubt me? I haven't asked you what happened to Yanchuan yet!"

Qiao Yaxi brushed him off, "Are you planning to settle old scores with me?"

"I……"

"Daddy, Dad, haven't you finished eating yet? I've finished watching Happy Little Pig." Xuanxuan's appearance interrupted the increasingly unreliable chat between the two adults in time.

Holding the car model that He Gamei had just bought for him in his hand, he stood in front of the kitchen door and looked at them both puzzled, "Daddy, what are you and dad doing?"

Qiao Yaxi coughed awkwardly, and took a step back, "Daddy will play with you."

"Where's Dad?" Xuanxuan looked at He Gamei.

He Gamei quickly said: "Father will play with you too, let's go, let's go see the Autobots."

Xuanxuan nodded with a smile, he likes that both fathers are with him.

The family of three watched cartoons in the living room in a good atmosphere. He Boyi complained from time to time that the current cartoons are really too adult, and Qiao Yaxi nodded in agreement.

In the He family, when He Zheng decided to abdicate, he had already expected that his brothers and sisters would come to him. Seeing them sitting there angrily, he felt even more tired.

"Ge Yi should have told you all very clearly. It's useless for you to come to me. I don't care about the company now."

"You are his father, why don't you say nothing!"

"That's right, third child, you can't favor one person over another, Bo Yi is still young, how can he be allowed to manage the company!"

"We're all going to be kicked out of the company before we take that position. He's too ungrateful. Dad isn't dead yet!"

He Zheng looked at their faces, inexplicably funny.

"Dad said a long time ago that the company is a game." He didn't want to continue to flirt with them, he had endured it for a long time these years.

Zeng Manqing sat next to He Zheng, pursed his lips and did not speak.

She knew that Qiao Yaxi was back, and she also knew that her son had been with him during this period of time. She didn't want to care about anything else now, she just wanted to know what her son was thinking.

"Boyi doesn't even get married, doesn't talk about friends, and doesn't think about the He family, how can he be allowed to take over the company!"

"He has a son!" He Zheng slapped the table angrily, don't think he didn't understand the deep meaning of the words, dare to curse his son for not having a descendant?

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Zeng Manqing turned to look at her husband in surprise.

"Have a son?" Why did he suddenly have a son?