Moreover, no matter because of the child or what, Zuo Xinxin always had the illusion that Jiang Yucheng was jealous because he cared about the expression on her relationship with He Jingtong.

It's quite cute hahaha... Zuo Xinxin secretly poked and laughed.

Especially today, he could have thrown her to Yan Bin and continued to deal with work matters, but he didn't do that.

Even if the starting point is because of the child, it is a fact that he turned down his job.

Moreover, she believed that with Jiang Yucheng's character, she would definitely investigate this matter thoroughly.

Zuo Xinxin took a deep breath, looking at the constantly receding scenery outside the window, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

It seems that a stone that has been pressed on my heart for a long time is gradually shrinking or disappearing.

In short, her grudge against Jiang Yucheng is not as strong as before.

"They are my children."

When the child was mentioned, Jiang Yucheng's face showed a gentle look, and even his tone softened a lot, making people want to indulge in it.

Yes, they were his children too.

Zuo Xinxin suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

She and Jiang Yucheng were originally people from two worlds, but because of the child's involvement, from the beginning of the confrontation to the present peaceful coexistence, it is really mysterious in retrospect.

If it was placed two months ago, she would definitely feel restrained and dull, but now she feels pretty good.

After stepping through the hurdle in my heart, life is not as bad as I imagined.

It was rare to enjoy this moment of tranquility, Zuo Xinxin stretched her waist, but she always felt that something was missing.

She glanced at Jiang Yucheng, who was driving seriously, and then her eyes fell on the button in front of her. She blinked her almond eyes, chose a piece of music she liked, and clicked to play.

A burst of soft and melodious music sounded, pleasant and soothing.For a moment, the deep and magnetic male voice sang softly, as if whispering softly in the lover's ear.

As the night gradually fell, the car drove smoothly on the road, the scenery on both sides continued to retreat, and the breeze blew by, making it comfortable and comfortable.

The slow singing voice wrapped in the breeze fell into his ears, and Jiang Yucheng glanced at Zuo Xinxin who was looking out the window without any trace.

Her black hair was fluttering in the wind, her delicate side face had regained a little rosiness, and her almond eyes were shining brightly, reflecting the neon lights constantly flashing by the roadside.

It's like a beautiful portrait.

In fact, when Zuo Xinxin explained his relationship with He Jingtong, Jiang Yucheng felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It seemed that the previous irritability and displeasure began to fade with her words, and finally disappeared.

She is Xiaocheng Xiaoai's mother, and he doesn't want the two children to be harmed, so since the truth is revealed, there is no need for him to worry about it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yucheng's eyebrows showed a hint of joy, and his thin lips slightly raised a beautiful arc.

The melodious singing sounded in my ears, and neither of the two spoke, but for the first time, they didn't feel embarrassed, and instead enjoyed the silence at this moment.

It seems that after what happened today and the previous misunderstanding was solved, the invisible gap between the two people suddenly narrowed a lot, and they understood each other better and got closer to each other.

As the buildings on both sides decreased, the car drove into a fork in the road, and a brightly lit villa came into view in the distance.

Suddenly the phone screen lit up, Zuo Xinxin took out the phone and clicked on WeChat.

"Mummy, when will you and Daddy come back?"

Xiao Ai's crisp and sweet voice came over.

Hearing their daughter's voice acting like a baby, Zuo Xinxin and Jiang Yucheng's expressions softened a lot.

"Daddy and Mummy will be back in a while, did Xiao Ai listen to my brother?"

Hearing her calling him so affectionately for the first time, Jiang Yucheng looked over subconsciously.

I saw the woman raised her hands and brushed the broken hair around her ears, her brows and eyes were full of smiles, and her whole body exuded the brilliance of motherhood, which made people want to get closer.

Jiang Yucheng's heart skipped a beat, and he looked ahead absent-mindedly.

"Daddy, did you bully Mommy today?"

The little padded jacket once again asked a fatal question.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuchen's villainous good-looking eyebrows were raised, and he squinted at Zuo Xinxin.

Zuo Xinxin smiled provocatively at him.

Look, the child is still toward him.

Ah.

Jiang Yucheng sneered, took the phone from her phone, pressed the record button, and slightly parted her thin lips.

"How dare Daddy bully your mother."

The man's voice was low and teasing.

The "Master Mother" in his mouth is Xiao Cheng's note to Zuo Xinxin in the group chat.

As soon as the message was sent, Jiang Yucheng threw the phone to Zuo Xinxin, but saw the latter staring at him with wide almond eyes, without any deterrent force.

Jiang Yucheng hooked his lips and parked the car on the side of the road.

It turned out that it had arrived without knowing it.

"Don't tell them about my injury."

Zuo Xinxin took a deep breath and said it anyway.

She didn't want to worry the two children.

Jiang Yucheng responded lightly.

He can understand her current mood.

Zuo Xinxin didn't get out of the car immediately, but stuffed all the medicine into the bag, and after confirming that there was no clue, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing all her small movements, Jiang Yucheng's eyes flickered slightly, and subconsciously remembered how Lu Xuan had questioned him, saying how difficult Zuo Xinxin's life abroad was.

Of course there are exaggerations in it, but after such a period of contact, Jiang Yucheng also understands Zuo Xinxin.

It has to be said that the ability hidden in her petite body is admirable.

Back home, the two little guys are watching TV on the sofa with fresh juice in front of them.

At this time, Xiao Ai was holding the cup, swallowing with a straw in her pink mouth.

"Mommy, Daddy..."

Seeing the two of them, the little guy didn't let go of his mouth and yelled vaguely.

Seeing her daughter's cute appearance, Zuo Xinxin smiled, raised her hand and rubbed Xiao Ai's little head: "Where did you go to play today?"

Xiao Ai's eyes lit up immediately, he swallowed the juice in his mouth, and cooked it with his little finger.

After a rough listen, the two little guys almost explored the surroundings of the villa.

Zuo Xinxin smiled, and was about to say something when she suddenly felt dizzy, subconsciously stepped back, but bumped into a strong chest.

"I'll go up first."

After the words fell, she glanced at Jiang Yucheng gratefully, then turned and went upstairs.

The doctor said that dizziness will appear from time to time in the past few days, and she should not show her feet in front of the children.

Zuo Xinxin went upstairs, and Jiang Yucheng followed.

"elder brother……"

Xiao Ai leaned over to Xiao Cheng, and asked mysteriously, "Did Daddy and Mommy reconcile?"

"It looks like it is." Xiao Cheng grinned, as if his scheme had succeeded.

Xiao Ai laughed.

She just saw Mummy fall into Daddy's arms on purpose, isn't this what Aunt Xuan said about the classic?
……

As soon as Zuo Xinxin went upstairs, she called Lu Xuan.

"Xin, are you okay? I've been calling all the time, but a man answered it!"

The phone was picked up quickly, and then came Lu Xuan's bluffing voice.

Zuo Xinxin explained, and then asked, "Are you okay?"

She was in the car when she woke up, the phone was not with her, and Jiang Yucheng didn't answer her, and when she got home, she was so busy arguing with Jiang Yucheng that she almost forgot about it.

"I'm fine, how about you, how did you get locked up in the warehouse?"

Zuo Xinxin didn't hide it either, and told the truth, just omitting the injury.

After hearing this, Lu Xuan immediately cursed, dozens of sentences without profanity or repetition.After scolding enough, he told Zuo Xinxin to rest well, and said a lot of instructions.

Zuo Xinxin was sitting in the bedroom taking medicine, so he put his phone on the outside, and Lu Xuan's voice was irritable and loud, so Jiang Yucheng, who was standing outside the door, heard it clearly.

Thinking of Yan Bin's phone call to report the results of the investigation just now, Jiang Yucheng's eyes sank.

Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, Zuo Xinxin opened it and walked out.

The two bumped into each other.

"What are you doing here?"

Zuo Xinxin was taken aback, and rolled his eyes at Jiang Yucheng angrily.

Even though she was at home, she always received all kinds of shocks, Zuo Xinxin's little heart couldn't take it anymore.

Meeting her clear eyes, Jiang Yucheng suddenly didn't want to tell her the truth.

As if the dirty truth of such intrigue would stain these eyes.

"fine."

The Adam's apple rolled, Jiang Yucheng dropped two words, and walked towards the small living room.

Seeing that Zuo Xinxin was holding the cup in his hand, he opened his mouth again: "A glass of orange juice, freshly squeezed."

"understood."

Seeing the woman stretch out her plain hand to make an OK gesture, Jiang Yucheng raised his eyebrows, took a magazine from the side quite comfortably, and sat on the rattan chair to read it.

There were only a few oranges left in the refrigerator, Zuo Xinxin squeezed them all, and then glanced at the butler who was about to leave.

"Uncle Wang, there are no more oranges, please send some tomorrow."

Although the villa in Jiangyu City is close to the city center, all kinds of seasonal fresh fruits are delivered from outside.

"Okay, Miss Zuo, is this cup for the young master?"

Uncle Wang first responded, and then he saw the two glasses of juice in Zuo Xinxin's hands, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Zuo Xinxin was stunned, is there something wrong?

Seeing this, Uncle Wang smiled, but he didn't hide it: "The young master always worked overtime in the past, so he liked to drink coffee. I persuaded him many times and refused to listen. These fruits were also ordered by the young master before the young master and the young lady came. People pick fresh ones and deliver them every three days.”

After finishing speaking, Uncle Wang turned around and left without stopping any longer.

But Zuo Xinxin listened.

She also met Jiang Yucheng drinking coffee a few times, but later whenever she squeezed juice for Xiaocheng Xiaoai, she would bring him a cup.

Is it possible to find that fruit juice tastes better than coffee and become addicted?

He couldn't help remembering that when Jiang Yucheng asked for orange juice just now, he specially added the phrase "freshly squeezed", Zuo Xinxin suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

Going upstairs with the juice, I found Jiang Yucheng in pajamas sitting in the small living room reading a magazine, Zuo Xinxin walked over.

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing her standing still, Jiang Yucheng picked up the orange juice and took a sip.

Zuo Xinxin nodded and said, "I want to ask, what happened to that incident today?"

It's been half an afternoon, and there should be some clues in the investigation.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yucheng shook his head.

No news?

Zuo Xinxin was stunned, but felt that Jiang Yucheng didn't need to hide it from him. After all, the matter happened in his territory, and if he couldn't find out, it would damage his reputation.

In this way, Zuo Xinxin didn't think much, and turned around to go back to the bedroom.

"and many more."

The man spoke suddenly.

Zuo Xinxin cast a questioning look, and saw Jiang Yucheng take out a book with a somewhat worn cover and put it on the glass table.

"Sit." A concise word.

Zuo Xinxin sat down curiously, and was shocked to find that this was not a book, but a handwritten manuscript of a well-known international designer.

Although the design of this thing requires continuous innovation, there is also a saying of taking the essence and discarding the dross.In particular, the hands-on writings of the big names in the design industry, where the hard work and energy of a lifetime are gathered here, are equivalent to the existence of treasures.

Zuo Xinxin looked again, and saw the words "Song Wanyu" written on the title page.

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