When Jian Chu entered the house, he realized that the house had been empty for so long, but it was very clean and there was no dust.

Then she discovered that some places in the house were different from when she left.

Jian Chu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Yichen, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

"Have you been back recently?"

She wasn't sure.

After all, this is the house she rented, and Feng Yichen is here because they are here.

During this time, they were all at the Cheng family.

Logically speaking, Feng Yichen shouldn't be here.

After all, in such a small house, if he and Xiaoyi were not there, I am afraid Feng Yichen would not live in this small apartment.

Feng Yichen looked at the girl, paused, and said truthfully.

"Well, I stayed here for a few days."

He doesn't live here every day, but whenever he has free time, he comes to live here, and it's very close to the company.

Listening to Feng Yichen's words, Jian Chu's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. He couldn't explain why.

Jian Chu walked into the living room and sat next to Xiao Yi. He looked at the white gauze on his knee and placed his hand next to the wound. His heart ached a little.

Although I knew the wound was not big, when I saw it, I couldn't help but feel pain all over my body.

"Does it hurt, baby? If it hurts, do you need to tell your mother?"

Jian Chu also knew that even if Xiaoyi hurt him, there was nothing he could do, but he was even more afraid that he would endure the pain and not say anything.

Xiaoyi looked at her worried look, raised his hand, took her hand, leaned into her arms, and smiled.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a cut. It doesn't hurt at all."

That cute and soft voice made Jian Chu's heart soften. He couldn't help but smile and kissed the child on the cheek.

"Why is my son so good and brave?"

Listening to Jian Chu's praise, Xiao Yi pursed her lips and smiled, feeling a little embarrassed.

But more things are fun.

Feng Yichen also sat down next to his mother and son, stretched out his long arms, and hugged both mother and son into his arms.

The warm warmth is flowing and brewing in this small house.

It slowly ferments into a flavor called happiness.

Feng Yichen didn't stay with the mother and son for long. He glanced at the time, then stood up, unbuttoned his cuffs, and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt twice.

"You two will watch TV first, and dinner will be served in an hour."

When it came to eating, Jian Chu realized that it was almost two o'clock, because Xiaoyi went into the hospital and missed the meal.

None of them had eaten.

Jian Chu patted his forehead and looked at Xiaoyi apologetically.

"My son must be hungry, I actually forgot the time."

After saying that, she looked at Feng Yichen: "Then I'll order takeout. There's nothing at home."

Seeing the way Feng Yichen rolled up his sleeves, she knew he was going to cook.

But she was away during this time, and there was nothing in the kitchen.

I just came back and didn't have time to buy it.

Feng Yichen slowly raised his lips and smiled lightly.

"No, there are ingredients in the kitchen."

During this period of time, he lived here. When the old lady found out, she asked her servants to bring some ingredients over and stuff them in the refrigerator every day.

He thought about asking the servants to cook for him occasionally, but Feng Yichen never had the chance to let anyone cook here.

After all, this is the home he replaced Jian Chuxiaoyi, so having a servant come in to deliver food is already the biggest concession.

He doesn't want anyone doing anything in their space.
Chapter completed!