Tang Zhixia's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly and she laughed angrily, "You think so."
Xi Jiuchen was not angry or annoyed, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper, "Maybe, I will confess to you."
"No, don't do whatever you want. Things are already complicated enough, so why don't you make more trouble?" Tang Zhixia felt that he was here to cause trouble intentionally.
At this time, the little one's school was in sight. Xi Jiuchen suddenly said to her, "I'll go in to pick up Chenchen. You wait in the car."
"Chenchen is my son, I'll pick him up." Tang Zhixia didn't want to trouble him.
"I promised Chenchen in the morning that I would personally pick him up in the afternoon. I can't break my promise." After Xi Jiuchen finished speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car.
Tang Zhixia could only sit in the car. In fact, it would be okay to show up with him at school, but she felt a little guilty. After all, they were not a real couple. Last time he played Chenchen's father to participate in the parent-child sports meeting, in case he was caught by other parents.
Chatting up and chatting is also awkward.
She had better sit obediently! After a while, she saw her son holding Xi Jiuchen's hand and jumping up and down happily.
Tang Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled. Every time she saw her son happy, she would be doubly happy.
"Mommy." The little guy got into the car obediently and sat on the safety seat. Xi Jiuchen was leaning over to fasten his seat belt. The scene was like a father's role.
Tang Zhixia saw this and felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. Should she let this man continue to enter their lives?
What if one day the son gets used to seeing him every day and relies on his company, then until one day this man suddenly leaves their lives, will the son be very disappointed?
"Mommy, can we go shopping together? I want to go to the mall."
"Okay! Let's go together today." Tang Zhixia responded with a smile.
Xi Jiuchen's car drove to a large shopping mall near her home. In the supermarket, Tang Zhixia was buying groceries. Xi Jiuchen took the little one to pick out toys. After shopping for groceries, Tang Zhixia came to the fruit section. When she saw the fresh durians, she couldn't help but be surprised.
I woke up and haven’t eaten for a long time.
She reached out and picked out a meaty one and weighed it. The price of durians really made her feel sick, but it was okay to reward herself with one once in a while.
When Tang Zhixia found the little guy and the others, he saw Xi Jiuchen's cart filled with gifts. He couldn't help but feel helpless. Was this man going to spoil her son? He bought so many at once.
"Mommy, Uncle Xi bought these for me." The little guy sat on the cart and said as if to show off.
"We can't let Uncle Xi buy so many. Can we just pick one we like?" Tang Zhixia educated his son.
"I gave these to him, educational ones." Xi Jiuchen said in a low voice.
"I like them all." The little guy pursed his lips. He wanted to play with all these toys.
Tang Zhixia shook his head helplessly, "If this doesn't happen next time, let's go! Pay the bill."
Tang Zhixia was going to pay the bill herself, but the man paid the money first, and Tang Zhixia hadn't taken out her mobile phone yet!
If I had known that he was so active in paying the bill, I would have gotten so few durians that I would have bought two more.
After getting in the car, the little one smelled it right away, "Mommy, have you bought durian? It smells so good!"
"Well! Musang King, go home and eat."
"Yeah! I like eating." The little guy followed Tang Zhixia and also fell in love with eating.
On the contrary, the man next to him frowned slightly, and the air in the car was filled with a faint fragrance of durian.
Back home, Tang Zhixia couldn't wait to open the durian. The aroma was overwhelming. She put it on a plate and took it out. The little guy washed his hands and sat on the sofa waiting to eat.
Tang Zhixia looked at the man on the sofa and said generously, "You can eat too!"
"I don't eat this kind of fruit." Xi Jiuchen refused.
"It's delicious. Do you want to pay me back?" Tang Zhixia wanted to give him a piece.
"Uncle Xi, it's really delicious, please pay for it!" The little guy held a piece in his hand and was nibbling on it!
If someone asked Xi Jiuchen to eat durian, it would be absolutely impossible, but the power of the mother and son in front of him was definitely better than anything else. Xi Jiuchen pursed his thin lips slightly, reached for a small piece, and put it in his mouth.
The taste was more surprising than he had imagined. After a careful taste, it was thick but not greasy, and mellow and long-lasting. Xi Jiuchen's initial resistance disappeared. He raised his head and nodded to a certain woman, "It's indeed good."
"Yeah! I just said it was delicious." Tang Zhixia felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Forcing Xi Jiuchen to eat durian must be one of the most enjoyable things in life.
"Are there any more? You just bought such a small one?" Xi Jiuchen said that she bought less.
Tang Zhixia blinked, "You think Musang King is very expensive! Buying one is already a luxury. My biggest dream in life is to realize the freedom of durians that day."
"I can make this dream come true for you." The man narrowed his eyes and said that he could make her eat until she was tired of it.
"Come on! I can make money to buy it myself." After Tang Zhixia finished speaking, he glanced at the time and said, "I'm going to cook. You can watch Chenchen for me."
Tang Zhixia went to the kitchen, and Xi Jiuchen accompanied the little guy to the play area to dismantle the toys. Seeing the little guy's excitement in dismantling the toys, Xi Jiuchen's eyes were filled with doting light. At this moment, he really felt that he and this child were like two father and sons.
If the woman in the kitchen is willing, he really wants to take care of their mother and son for the rest of their lives, even if he doesn't have any more children in this life.
Tang Zhixia was busy chopping vegetables. The knife was cut too quickly, which made her burst into tears. The bright red blood dripping on the cabbage was even more shocking. She had a deep wound.
Tang Zhixia quickly rinsed her fingers with water and saw that the blood on her fingers was still gushing out. She thought of the prepared medicine box. She came out with a hand towel wrapped around her fingers and said to the squatting man, "Mr. Xi,
Please get the medicine box for me, I cut my finger."
This sentence caused the little guy who was opening the gift and the man beside him to rush over instantly. Xi Jiuchen asked urgently, "Where is the medicine box?"
"Under that cabinet."
"Mommy, let's take a look, there's a lot of blood!" The little guy was so anxious, "Uncle Xi, help me quickly."
Xi Jiuchen opened the medicine box and took out the hemostatic cotton inside. Tang Zhixia took away the towel and exposed the cut skin wound, just where the nail of the left index finger connected. The blood vessels here are strong, and it will take some time to stop the bleeding!
"Why are you so careless?" Xi Jiuchen's eyes were full of worry and distress.
"It's okay. For people who can cook, cutting off their fingers is normal." Tang Zhixia was extremely calm. For her, this was a small scene.
This sentence triggered the man's heart to tighten even more. So, had this kind of finger cutting happened to her many times before?
Thinking of her living abroad with her son alone, without anyone to help her, how did she get here? The child was still young at that time, Xi Jiuchen immediately thought of her cousin Zhan Qingye.
Why does she have such deep feelings for Zhan Qingye? Qingye has helped her a lot abroad in the past two years, so she feels like friendship and family affection for Qingye, but there is no love.
