When Dong Jin returned to the office, Lu Man was not there. When he asked Chen Yuanyuan, he said that she had left work early. He felt dark, pursed his lips, said something to Liang Zhongyao, picked up the car keys and left the company.
"Mommy, do you think my painting is right? Mommy? Mommy?" Jin Huai'en stretched out his little hand and waved it in front of her.
Lu Man finally came back to his senses, looked over and glanced at the painting he had spread out on the table, and said, "Oh, En En's painting is so good!"
Jin Huai'en showed a shy smile and glanced at her again. Seeing that her face was not well, he couldn't help but said worriedly: "Mommy, are you feeling unwell?"
"No, Mommy is just thinking about something." Lu Man smiled and rubbed the top of his hair.
Jin Huai'en let out a long sigh and continued to immerse himself in his creation.
Lu Man looked at his focused look, her eyes filled with tenderness. However, thinking of Mrs. Dong's words in the morning, her eyes dimmed slightly.
She shook her head and said in her heart not to think too much, the relationship between her and Dong Jin was just that of a superior and a subordinate.
But, why does my heart feel a little stuffy?
She sighed, said something to Jin Huaien, turned around and walked into the kitchen to work.
However, when she was preparing dinner in the kitchen and then came out to call her son to eat, she saw an uninvited guest, staring at Jin Huai'en with big eyes.
"What are you doing here?" When Lu Man saw Jin Chengjun, he didn't care that he was still holding a spatula in his hand. He rushed out of the living room with a murderous look, looked at the man and asked: "How did you get in?"
"Mommy" Jin Huai'en jumped off the sofa as soon as he saw Lu Man, hid behind her and hugged her thighs, and stuck his head out to look at Jin Chengjun
He was painting just now when he suddenly heard a sound at the door. Before he could get up, Jin Chengjun had already opened the door and came in.
Jin Chengjun looked at Lu Man's appearance and raised his eyebrows, with a flash of interest in his eyes.
She casually pulled her hair into a bun, which was a little messy. A cartoon apron was tied around her slender waist, which gave her a different kind of style.
Compared with five years ago when her fingers were not wet with Yang Chun Shui, now she holds a spatula in her hand, but it has a bit more of the smell of human fireworks. If the look on her face is not angry and guarded but extremely tender, she really looks like a good family.
Women's joy at seeing their husbands return
Jin Chengjun felt something strange in his heart
He said calmly: "This is my home, why can't I come? Don't forget what you said." He also shook the key in his hand.
Lu Man's face changed slightly, she bit her lip, lowered her head and said to Enen: "Enen, go wash your hands and eat."
Jin Huaien ran away immediately. When his little figure disappeared, Lu Man said with a serious face: "Son, you have seen it. Now you can leave."
"Want to eat? Just in time, I haven't eaten either." Jin Chengjun looked at him and walked towards the small restaurant attached to the kitchen.
"Jin Chengjun!" Lu Man was a little crazy and wanted to hit him on the head with a spatula.
Why is this person so rogue and shameless!
Jin Chengjun sat on the table and watched the mother and son opposite him eating calmly. However, there was not even a bowl in front of him. He couldn't help but said with a dark face: "Where's mine!"
"Eat more vegetables, and you will grow taller." Lu Man didn't seem to hear it, and put a piece of cabbage sum into his son's bowl.
Jin Chengjun glanced at the dark-faced Jin Chengjun timidly, then looked at Lu Man, but hesitated to speak.
"Lu Man!" Jin Chengjun couldn't help but get angry when he saw that she always ignored him.
"Sorry, I only cook for us, mother and son. I believe Mr. Jin will have many confidantes to cook for you. I won't give it away." Lu Man glanced at him lightly, and Man Si picked up the rice in an orderly manner.
Jin Chengjun pursed her lips tightly and scanned the three dishes and one soup on the table. Even if she had an extra pair of chopsticks, these dishes would still be enough. She was clearly trying to catch up with herself.
Jin Huai'en, on the other hand, gently tugged on Lu Man's sleeve, and whispered in her ear in an inaudible voice: "Mommy, he is daddy!"
Lu Man's face changed slightly after hearing this, and Jin Chengjun obviously didn't miss this sentence. A smile flashed in his eyes, and his eyes looking at Jin Huai'en were a little more tender.
One is mommy and the other is daddy, and this daddy just brought a lot of toys. Although he is afraid of him, this person is still daddy, right?
"There's a bowl in that cabinet in the kitchen." Jin Huaien couldn't help but remind Jin Chengjun when he saw Lu Man didn't hum.
Jin Chengjun glanced at Lu Man and snorted, but he also turned over a bowl and filled it with rice.
The dishes were home-cooked side dishes, and there were no words on the table. There was only the sound of Lu Man whispering to Jin Huai'en to eat more vegetables, but Jin Chengjun felt warm in his heart.
Is this what home feels like?
He picked up the rice numbly and watched Lu Man turn his head to wipe the side of Jin Huai'en's mouth, feeling a little dazed and stunned.
In these years, he either ate alone, spent time at social tables, or ate expensive and exquisite delicacies with some unknown woman.
Wife, he suddenly put down the bowl in his hand, the mouthful of white rice in his mouth became a little bitter, and he frowned
Jin Huai'en quietly picked up a piece of honey-glazed chicken wings, looked at the bowl opposite, hesitated, thought for a long time, then handed it over, looked at Jin Chengjun and said, "Mommy makes delicious chicken wings, thank you for giving me the toy."
Jin Chengjun looked at Jin Huai'en's big eyes looking at him timidly, and then at the chicken wings on his spoon that were fried to a golden color and stuck to the leftover rice.
Take his chicken wings
This action not only made Lu Man startled, but even Jin Huai'en seemed not to have expected it. He was very happy, his face was rosy, and his eyes were bent when he smiled.
Jin Chengjun took a bite, looked at him and said, "Not bad!"
Lu Man snorted and chewed the chicken wing meat in his mouth, only to feel that it became bland and tasteless.
At this moment, the phone rang. Lu Man was slightly stunned. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, took out his cell phone and pursed his lips.
Jin Chengjun watched from the corner of his eye, watching her answer the phone, walk to the side and start talking, and the intermittent words were also passed over, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, you eat well. Mommy has to go downstairs for a while. Don't run around." Lu Man hung up the phone and said to Jin Huai'en. Seeing his obedient nod, he glanced at Jin Chengjun's dark face again.
He glanced at it, curled his lips, and swallowed back the words he said.
Jin Chengjun watched her go out, and suddenly placed the dishes and chopsticks heavily on the table. His handsome face was so dark that it dripped with ink, and he looked at the closed door thoughtfully.