divorce no way

33 chapter

Su Jingcheng wrote down solemnly, and Xie Ziqian next to him said, "Father, your handwriting is so beautiful."

Su Jingcheng looked at the handwriting he had written, his handwriting was similar to the original owner's, and the handwriting was beautiful.

At this moment, the heavy door of the study room was gently pushed open. Su Jingcheng and Xie Ziqian, who were studying calligraphy with their heads down, looked up and saw Xie Wenxuan standing at the door in a dusty suit.

Seeing Xie Wenxuan, Xie Ziqian raised his face in a daze, jumped off the chair, and rushed towards Xie Wenxuan while shouting.

"Father!"

Su Jingcheng was also taken aback. He didn't expect that he would come two hours after the phone call. He stretched out his hand and pushed his slipped glasses, then put away the notebook in his hand calmly, and finally put it in the drawer inside.

Xie Wenxuan bent down and hugged Xie Ziqian, Xie Ziqian said: "Father, I thought you were working overtime tonight!"

Xie Wenxuan said lightly, "Today's work is almost done."

"That's great!" Xie Ziqian clapped his little hands, "Father can sleep here tonight."

Su Jingcheng took off the glasses from his nose, then pinched the bridge of his nose with his slender fingers, walked forward with flickering eyes and said, "Since you're here, let's stay here tonight."

There was no expression on Xie Wenxuan's face, after a while he nodded, "Okay."

The two adults have their own concerns, but Xie Ziqian is more straightforward, he is really happy, on the one hand is his favorite father, on the other hand is the father who loves him the most.

Su Jingcheng originally wanted to leave the study, but Xie Wenxuan didn't seem to intend to leave, so he walked in with Xie Ziqian in his arms.Jumping off him, Xie Ziqian picked up the storybook he was reading just now as if presenting a treasure, and said triumphantly, "Father, look at the storybook that Dad bought for me at this time."

Xie Wenxuan touched his little head, "Well, then you can continue watching."

Xie Ziqian sat on the bench again and looked at it like a little adult.

Xie Wenxuan's gaze fell on the grid bookshelf in the study room. One of the grids contained a photo of Xie Ziqian that he found that day. Xie Ziqian in the photo was only three years old. His white and tender face had a pair of beautiful big eyes. Youshen, holding a big bear toy, the cute appearance makes people can't help but go up and pinch it.

Next to this photo is a wedding photo of the two.

Su Jingcheng followed his line of sight, as if to answer his doubts, he said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to put it in the bedroom, but Xiao Chengzi often jumped on it to make trouble, so I put it here."

Xie Wenxuan didn't express any extra expressions, but Su Jingcheng felt that the corners of his mouth loosened slightly when he blurted out his explanation.

Then he raised his hand and took down a book from above. The title of this book was A Brief Layout of Urban Traffic Architecture in City X. A trace of doubt crossed Xie Wenxuan's face.

Su Jingcheng was a little apprehensive. He was a newcomer and didn't know much about the city, so the layout of the city and the main traffic routes were like guiding lights.

Su Jingcheng didn't intend to explain, some things got darker and darker, he could think whatever he wanted.

Xie Wenxuan didn't seem to have any intention of delving into it. He simply flipped through it and put it back. Then he picked up another book. This book is an overview of the humanities and history of X City.

Su Jingcheng pretended not to see it.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xie Wenxuan's mouth.

Then Xie Wenxuan persevered and picked up another book. This book is 360 lines, and every line is the best.

Su Jingcheng couldn't bear it this time, and took a step forward to pull the hardcover book out of his hand, and put it back in its original place while talking.

"...I just looked around to pass the time."

Xie Wenxuan was not aggressive, but what he said next made Su Jingcheng's eyebrows twitch, "When I came in just now, what were you writing?"

Su Jingcheng looked up at Xie Wenxuan.

Xie Wenxuan said, "You don't think I didn't see it just now, do you?"

At that time, Su Jingcheng saw that Xie Wenxuan was paying attention to Xie Ziqian, so he thought he didn't see it. It turned out that his every move had long been under his attention.

Su Jingcheng betrayed his teammates before Xie Ziqian, a little traitor, put his arm on the table solemnly, raised his other little hand, and said crisply: "Report to the teacher, I know what Dad was writing just now!"

Xie Wenxuan was very cooperative, and his fingers were a little weak in the air, "Then, kid Xie Ziqian, please answer."

Xie Ziqian stood up and said seriously: "Dad is asking what my grandparents like."

Even though Xie Wenxuan thought about many possibilities, he didn't expect this one. He turned to Su Jingcheng with a little surprise.

Su Jingcheng knew that there was no way to hide this matter any longer, so he said, "Aren't you going to visit Ziqian's grandparents in a few days? I plan to find out what they like first, and then buy them some gifts or something."

Su Jingcheng said it lightly, but Xie Wenxuan's heart moved, he was willing to spend his thoughts on his family, and from the side surface, he valued himself, and he couldn't move his heart.

"Ziqian's knowledge is limited." Xie Wenxuan's brows and eyes stretched, and the corners of his usually indifferent mouth curved, "You should ask me these things."

Su Jingcheng coughed in a low voice, and under Xie Wenxuan's gaze, he felt a slight heat on his face, "Well... I think the old man's hobbies are basically the same, so just prepare a few gifts for the public."

Xie Wenxuan obviously disagreed, he took off his coat with great interest, and then rolled up the sleeves of his blue shirt, "That's not the same..."

Xie Wenxuan pulled Su Jingcheng's white wrist, brought him to the desk, and forced him to take out what he just wrote. "I'll help you fill it up."

Forced to do nothing, Su Jingcheng had no choice but to take out the notebook in the drawer and spread out the words he wrote.Xie Wenxuan pressed one hand on the desk, the other hand on the back of the chair, his upper body slightly pressed down, his face was close to Su Jingcheng's fair and handsome face, the hot air sprayed from his breath was like a naughty little hand, constantly teasing The fluff on his face.

Such ambiguity and intimacy made every part of his body agitated, and Su Jingcheng felt his hands trembling slightly.

Xie Wenxuan glanced at his side face, it was like a piece of finely polished white jade, with a fine white luster in the warmth, the T-shirt under the sweater jacket revealed his slender neck and connected collarbone, extending all the way Get under the clothes.

There was a faint smell of shower gel on his body. Su Jingcheng's physique was very special, as if all the scents would turn into a lingering cold scent after walking around him.