Seeing Jiang Zhihao's back, the masked man finally turned around.
Immediately, Jiang Zhihao walked out of the park and hurried back home.
As soon as Jiang Zhihao entered the house, he saw Zhong Jiawei busy in the kitchen.
Although she didn't sleep that night, she was weak and her face turned pale from exhaustion, but under such circumstances, how could Zhong Jiawei dare to rest?
While she was cooking, she turned her head and looked into the living room.
When she saw Lingling lying on the sofa in the living room, resting quietly with her eyes closed, Zhong Jiawei also showed a smile.
Zhong Jiawei was very happy to see Lingling returned to her side.
No matter how you say it, this can be regarded as a blessing if you survive a catastrophe.
Her daughter is back again, and she is back safely, and Zhong Jiawei can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Although she was still holding a spatula in her hand and wearing an apron at this time.
Indeed, now she is not as free as before, and she even goes shopping outside very freely.
But in this case, Zhong Jiawei finally felt that this was the life she should live!
It’s not just shopping and consumption, but more of a responsibility and companionship for Lingling!
For the first time, Zhong Jiawei felt that she was a good mother!
When she thought of this, even though there were beads of sweat on her forehead, she still felt warm in her heart.
At this moment, Jiang Zhihao opened the door and walked in.
He glanced at the figures busy in the kitchen, and then walked to the sofa.
Seeing Lingling lying on the sofa, Jiang Zhihao felt very happy.
In any case, Lingling is back here safely, which is what Jiang Zhihao wants to see the most.
"Husband, tell Lingling to eat!" Zhong Jiawei took off her apron and spoke very gently.
Jiang Zhihao nodded calmly after hearing Zhong Jiawei's words.
Then he thought of Lingling who was still sleeping. After taking a glance, Jiang Zhihao couldn't bear to wake up Lingling when he saw the tired look on her face.
In any case, Lingling was tortured quite a lot that night, and she was also frightened into that state by the masked man.
Therefore, Jiang Zhihao couldn't bear to see Lingling like that.
"Let's eat first and let her sleep for a while!" Jiang Zhihao had no choice but to turn around and glance at Zhong Jiawei who was busy.
Zhong Jiawei didn't think much and immediately put all the food on the table.
Jiang Zhihao walked over and sat opposite him very seriously.
After what happened last night, how could Jiang Zhihao sit here peacefully?
He slumped down at the table very tiredly and looked at the two dishes Zhong Jiawei cooked without saying much.
Seeing Jiang Zhihao's attitude, Zhong Jiawei, who was sitting opposite, felt like she was on thin ice.
In any case, all the responsibility for Lingling's incident lies with her.
So in this situation, Zhong Jiawei originally blamed herself very much.
Seeing Jiang Zhihao's indifferent face, Zhong Jiawei's heart tightened, and then she slowly stood up.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhihao glanced up and asked immediately after seeing Zhong Jiawei standing up.
Zhong Jiawei was trembling: "Husband, it's my fault for what happened to Lingling. I fell asleep on the sofa, and that's why Lingling accidentally went out.
This, all this is my fault! If it hadn't been for me, Lingling wouldn't have been harmed at all!
Husband, I, I was wrong, you can scold me a few words, even if it means hitting me, just hit me!"