Qingtian turned around and looked at him, "How do you make up for it?"
"How do you want me to make up for it?" He answered the question inappropriately.
How did she want him to make up for it? Qingtian turned her back to him, feeling suddenly conflicted.
He doesn't know that Xiaodi exists yet. If he knew about it, how would he react?
Ah ah ah ah, Qingtian, what are you thinking about? This is not the purpose of your coming here. It is not to rekindle the old relationship with him. You once hated him to the core. Don’t let his two sweet words dispel the pain you have accumulated in your heart for so many years.
Resentment, don't be bewitched by him, don't...
When she was conflicted, two hands suddenly came around her waist and hugged her tightly in his arms.
"you……"
Qingtian turned to look at him and saw him resting his chin on her shoulder, his lips close to her ear and whispering, "Tell me, how do you want me to make up for it? As long as you can say it, I will definitely do it."
He thought that she would say she wanted a son, so he had already mentally prepared how to answer her.
pity……
However, Qingtian insisted on untying his hand holding her, turned around and looked at him and said: "It's useless no matter how you try to make up for it, because in the past five years, I am no longer the same Du Ningxi I was back then, and I have treated you the same way.
I have no feelings, A-Zhan, even if you show your sincerity now, I still have no feelings for you, so don’t waste your time on me."
A few words completely killed Nangong Zhan's inner desire in an instant.
There is no emotion anymore. Even if he takes out his heart, she won't feel it anymore?
He suddenly felt that his behavior was so funny.
What's wrong with him? Why do you do this to yourself when you have nothing to do? Why do you become so humble in front of her?
Now let her see the joke!
Nangong Zhan sneered, took a step back and asked, "Then why do you still care about me so much? Why are you going to cook soothing soup if you don't sleep at night?"
"I……"
"I know you will answer me like this because you see me pitiful, right?"
"Azhan..."
"Qingtian, right? Miss Qingtian, do you care so much about every man?"
"Nangong Zhan, why are you crazy?"
Is he crazy? He is crazy. He is crazy to treat her so lowly.
He suddenly became angry, turned around, and violently pushed the tray and bowl on the desk to the ground. The bowl fell to the ground with a loud shattering sound.
Qingtian was startled and took three steps back to look at the man in front of her.
I saw him turning around and staring at me again, his whole expression looking very grief-stricken.
"Seeing me like this, you feel funny, right? Huh?"
"..."
"Get out!" He pointed at the study door and yelled at her, "From now on, I can be your teacher with peace of mind, and don't show that damn hypocrisy of giving alms to others."
Hypocrisy?
Qingtian felt very aggrieved after hearing this.
Yes, hers was just hypocritical, who told him to take it seriously?
This Nangong Zhan must be the Nangong Zhan from five years ago! Sure enough, she didn't need to prove it with facts, he couldn't help but reveal his true colors in a few moments.
Qingtian was filled with anger, glared at him, and strode out of the study.
"Wait!"
As soon as the person walked to the door, his voice came from behind again.
Qingtian stopped and waited for his instructions.
"Clean up the trash on the floor."
She thought he would pretend to admit his mistake again, but she didn't expect that he would actually treat her as a nanny.
Qing Tian turned around and looked at him, arrogantly, "You threw things yourself, and you have to clean them up yourself, or ask your servants. I'm not your nanny. If you want me to stay and take care of your son, please
Please be more polite to me from now on."
After saying that, Qingtian glared at him bitterly, turned around and slammed the door.
"You..." Nangong Zhan looked at her back and hesitated to speak.
Damn it, what kind of situation was this? It was her turn to teach herself a lesson.
Crazy, he was crazy to allow her to stay, to let her sleep in the bedroom, and he to sleep in the guest room, to be crazy to let her enjoy the benefits of this home.
***
Early the next morning
Qingtian just walked out of the room with Xiao Tianshuo in his arms, and happened to meet Nangong Zhan coming out of the room. The two looked at each other, ignored each other, and walked downstairs.
Qingtian walked in front, holding little Tianshuo in his arms. Xiao Tianshuo lay on Qingtian's shoulders and said to his father behind him: "Dad, why do you have dark circles under your eyes? You don't look as handsome as before?"
Nangong Zhan covered his nose, rubbed his temples, stared at his son and asked, "Do you know what dark circles are?"
"I know!" Xiao Tianshuo turned his eyes and stared at Qingtian and asked: "Teacher, look at my dad, does he have any dark circles under his eyes? Is he not as handsome as yesterday?"
Qing Tian hugged the child and continued walking forward without saying a word.
Nangong Zhan was so depressed that the woman seemed to treat him as her master and didn't take him seriously at all.
When he didn't get an answer from the teacher, Xiao Tianshuo pursed his lips and stopped talking. He was placed in front of the dining table by the teacher and ate breakfast seriously.
Qingtian sat down to eat without any courtesy, and Nangong Zhan also sat over. During the dinner, the scene of the three of them having breakfast was quite strange.
Nangong Zhan looked up at the woman from time to time. She didn't seem to care about his existence at all. She did whatever she wanted and ignored her son's curious eyes.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, put down the bread in his hand, got up to get his coat, picked up today's newspaper and left.
Little Tianshuo looked at his father's leaving figure. He turned around and shouted: "Dad, the teacher said that if you don't eat breakfast, you will get stomach problems."
Hearing this, Nangong Zhan stopped. Seeing his son's concern, he turned around and picked up a glass of milk and drank it down.
After finishing the drink, he smiled at his son and said, "Thanks, dad will pay attention to the nutrition of breakfast in the future."
Xiao Tianshuo nodded, "But dad, why don't you say hello to the teacher today?"
When I heard this, Qingtian was drinking milk. He almost spit out a mouthful of milk and coughed several times before he could calm down.
"Shuo'er, eat quickly. Once you've eaten, we can go for morning exercise."
Xiao Tianshuo didn't listen, and looked at Qingtian and said, "Teacher, did my dad do something wrong to make you unhappy? Why did you have a dark face when you saw him? What if my dad did something to make the teacher unhappy?
I apologize to you, please don't do this to my dad, okay?"
Hearing this, Nangong Zhan pursed his lips, a sourness welling up from the bottom of his heart. He walked over and was about to hug his son, but who knew that Qingtian took little Tianshuo on his lap before he did.
"How could it be? Your father and I are incompatible with each other, how could he do something sorry to me? Shuo'er, don't think too much, eh?"
