"Mommy, I'm full." Xiao Che put down the cup and wiped his mouth.
"Okay," Zhi Xing raised his eyes and looked at Leng Yiran, "I'm going to take Xiao Che back. Thank you for this."
Leng Yiran raised his thin lips and said, "You don't need to thank me. I'm just cleaning up the house. After all, my subordinates did this." He stood up and said, "I'll send someone to take you back."
Leng Yiran was about to call someone, but Mi Zun walked in and whispered in his ear, "They are here."
Leng Yiran didn't respond, as expected.
At this time, I heard the roar of a car rushing by outside, and the sudden brakes made a sharp and harsh "squeak" sound.
Zhi Xing turned his head, and Xiao Che suddenly said quietly, "Daddy is here."
"Uh, is it Jie?" Zhi Xing turned around happily and saw Yan Sheng Jie, Zhuihun, A Xianlan and others walking through the gate and striding into the villa.
Leng Yiran always had a calm expression. He raised his lips, stared at the approaching person with unpredictable eyes, and smiled slightly, "Shengjie, I haven't seen you for so long, your movements have slowed down."
Yan Shengjie went straight to Xiao Che who was sitting on the sofa. He walked over and squatted down, and quickly checked his son's whole body. After making sure that he was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He picked up his son and said in a doting tone, "Little guy, Daddy is taking you home."
"Yeah," facing his father, Xiao Che's expression didn't change much, but he took the initiative to stretch out his little hand and hug him.
Yan Shengjie looked back and glanced at Leng Yiyu, his charming face overflowing with a solemn and ruthless aura, "I don't care what your purpose is, next time, don't touch my son again!"
Leng Yiran raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was faint and without warmth.
Zhi Xing saw it, but was smart enough not to explain anything at this time.
Yan Shengjie held Xiao Che in one hand and Zhi Xing's waist in the other. He stopped looking at him and walked towards the door. As if he remembered something, he stopped again and said, "Oh, by the way, about Nika, what are you most interested in?"
It's better not to interfere."
Leng Yiran shrugged and made a "please" gesture. Even if he killed everyone under her command, he had no interest in stopping her.
Looking at the backs of their family of three, Leng Yiran's eyes dimmed and he suddenly said, "Zhi Xing, I'm glad you can still trust me."
Yan Shengjie's back suddenly stiffened.
Sensing his stiffness, Zhixing was about to say something, but he said, "Let's go."
Zhi Xing frowned, turned around and glanced at Leng Yiyi who was standing there, silently following Yan Shengjie's footsteps.
Along the way, Yan Shengjie drove the car without saying a word. Xiao Che sat quietly in the back seat alone, his big eyes rolling back and forth on his father and mother.
Zhi Xing pursed his lips, turned his head, and couldn't help but say, "Jie, actually..."
"If anything happens, let's talk about it when we get back." Yan Shengjie's voice was a little tight, mixed with a hint of fatigue.
Looking at him, Zhi Xing suddenly felt a little aggrieved. He even twisted his body to the side and refused to say a word.
Yan Shengjie held the steering wheel with one hand and supported his head with the other. He saw her aggrieved look through the car mirror, and his evil eyes closed. In the end, he couldn't beat the love in his heart, and stretched out his hand to hold her, "
I'm just tired."
Zhixing slowly turned around, his eyes filled with mist, "Are you angry?"
His big hand caressed her cheek, but he looked straight ahead, "No."
Zhixing's voice was a little louder, "You still say no? You don't even want to look at me, you are obviously angry!"
Yan Shengjie turned around, pinched her cheek, and raised the corners of his lips, "I'm not angry."
"you……"
At this time, Xiao Che suddenly said, "Mommy, are you quarreling with Daddy?" He opened a pair of pure and bright eyes and looked at Daddy and Mommy curiously.
Zhixing took a deep breath and smiled stiffly, "No, why would mommy and daddy quarrel?"
"Oh." Xiao Che responded softly.
Looking at the handsome and evil man beside him who said nothing, Zhi Xing bit his lip, leaned back on the chair, and turned his gaze to the window. Until he drove back to the apartment building, the car was eerily quiet.
After getting off the car, Mrs. Liu hugged Xiao Che and couldn't stop her tears from flowing, "My little ancestor, you scared me to death."
Xiao Che very considerately wiped her tears with his little hands, "Grandma Liu, I'm fine."
Seeing Xiao Che back safely, Mu Xin finally felt relieved, and then stared at Zhi Xing, "Where have you been? You didn't even say hello?"
Zhi Xing hesitated to speak and turned to look at Yan Shengjie. He was whispering something to Zhui Hun as he passed by and walked in. It felt like he was completely ignoring her existence.
"Weaver Star?"
Mu Xin raised her hand curiously and waved it in front of her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
"I have nothing," Zhixing walked into the living room dejectedly.
It turns out that the feeling of being ignored by him can be so bad.
Xiao Ji sent Xiao Che back to his room, while Mrs. Liu was busy making soup for Xiao Che to relieve his shock. The rest of the people all entered the study room with solemn expressions. Only Zhi Xing and Mu Xin were left in the huge living room.
"Mu Xin, I seem to have... made Master Jie angry." Zhi Xing whispered.
Mu Xin handed a cup of hot milk to Zhi Xing's hand, then sat next to her and said with a smile, "Don't think about it. If my cousin is angry with anyone, he won't make you angry either. Besides, isn't Xiao Che okay?
Well? What else do you have to be angry about?"
Zhi Xing shook his head and said softly, "I just went to see Leng Yiyu."
"What?" Mu Xin quickly asked seriously, "The call you received in the afternoon was from him?"
"Well," Zhi Xing then said what happened just now. Mu Xin frowned and listened carefully. Finally, she sighed helplessly and looked at Zhi Xing sympathetically, "Zhi Xing, go and have a good time with your cousin.
Let’s talk about it.”
Zhi Xing ruffled his short hair in annoyance, "Look, even you think he's angry with me, right?"
"Hey, my cousin is an arrogant person. His son was saved by his love rival. How can his pride bear it? Moreover, he always regards Leng Yiran as a man who misses his wife. You
Then he ran directly over there to pick up Xiao Che and even gave him a phone call. Do you think he would be happy?"
Mu Xin's rational analysis caused Zhi Xing's head to drop lower and lower, almost reaching the level of her chest. She said dullly, "At that time, all I was thinking about was Xiao Che, and I didn't care so much."
Mu Xin patted her shoulder and said softly, "I understand how you feel. If it were me, I might not be able to be so calm. So, just explain it to your cousin and he will understand."
Zhixing looked in the direction of the study and nodded.