Six years later, I and my four cubs blew up my ex-husband's house

Immediately afterwards, Di Shijing said to Aunt Zhang, "Speaking of which, I have never met Nan Zhiyi's son and daughter before."

"If I remember correctly...they should be only three or four years old, right? At this age, can they write such good calligraphy?"

At this time, Aunt Zhang realized that her heart jumped suddenly.

She subconsciously glanced at the calligraphy and painting, and remembered that Nan Zhiyi had explained before that she could not reveal the matter of the two cubs to others at will.

Especially the gentleman in front of him.

Right now, Aunt Zhang wasn't sure if Di Shijing became suspicious, and quickly explained, "The child is over four years old, so it was indeed written by her."

"Ms. Nan hired a professional calligraphy teacher. It is said that she is a famous and important person, so she can practice so well. However, I don't know much about it. I usually take care of daily life. If Mr. Di has any doubts, Otherwise, why don't you go back and ask Miss Nan?"

"As for my young lady, she is already asleep right now. If you are interested, I can meet you next time."

Hearing these words, Di Shijing began to look at her, as if he wanted to know the truth of these words.

The other party's eyes were cold and aggressive, and Aunt Zhang was shocked by the sight, and the hairs all over her body were about to stand on end.

Fortunately, at this time, Nan Zhiyi suddenly sat up, attracting the attention of the two of them.

She stood up, her cheeks still flushed slightly, and she staggered as soon as she took a step.

Aunt Zhang hurried over to help him, "Why are you up?"

Nan Zhiyi shook his head uncomfortably before opening his mouth in a daze, as if talking to himself, "It's so hot, I want to take a bath."

When she was talking, she even tore her clothes indiscriminately, as if she hadn't sobered up yet.

Aunt Zhang stopped her movements and agreed repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there, and I'll take a shower right away."

He hurriedly turned to Di Shijing again, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Di, I can't entertain you anymore."

Glancing at the woman who was still ripping off her clothes, Di Shijing had no choice but to hold back his doubts temporarily, and said softly, "It's okay, you're busy."

After the words fell, he turned and left.

Wait until you hear the door close.

Nan Zhiyi, who was making a fuss, quickly cleared his eyes and looked cold, and asked with some seriousness: "Just now...you shouldn't have seen anything, right?"

"Miss Nan?" Aunt Zhang looked at her in surprise when she heard this, "Are you awake?"

Nan Zhiyi nodded, her mind kept on what the man said just now.

In fact, on the way home, she squinted in the car for a while, and she was already much better, and she just kept pretending to avoid embarrassment.

Lying on the sofa for a while just now, Nan Zhiyi's consciousness was a little blurred.

Suddenly, when she heard Di Shijing's question, she was so frightened that she sobered up, and realized that Aunt Zhang might reveal her secrets, so she decided to pretend to be hot and fool her.

I just don't know if that man believes it or not...

Nan Zhiyi couldn't help being a little annoyed, and patted the back of his head, "It's really careless, I blame me for having nothing to drink, otherwise Di Shijing wouldn't have bumped into this scene."

The most important thing is that the calligraphy written by Wanwan has its own style.

Now, seeing such similarities, it's no wonder he doesn't doubt...

Nan Zhiyi was full of anxiety, worried that the secret would be discovered, and didn't sleep well all night...

Di Shijing went back here, and kept replaying some strange clues from the past in his mind.

For example, every time Nan Zhiyi came to the door, she was very nervous, and seemed to deliberately prevent herself from seeing her children.

But he couldn't figure it out, Nan Zhiyi's intention of doing this.

Even if she really had a baby with someone else, she already knew about it, so why would she keep it hidden?

The more he thought about it, the tighter Di Shijing's brows became!

I always feel that I may have overlooked something, but I haven't figured it out for a while...

Back at Dijinglan Mansion, Di Shijing subconsciously walked towards the study room following the footsteps of Di Shijing. He found out the calligraphy written by Wan Wan recently...

The crooked handwriting before is gone now.

But the font has changed a lot, and it is not what it used to be.

Di Shijing stared at the calligraphy in his hand, frowning deeper and deeper...

That night, he also suffered from insomnia and didn't sleep well.

Early the next morning, after Di Shijing woke up, he didn't go out in a hurry, but sat on the sofa and read the financial newspaper.

When Xianxian went downstairs, she saw that Daddy hadn't gone to the office yet, so she asked curiously, "Is Daddy not going to work today?"

Di Shijing looked at the little guy coming down the stairs, and replied, "It's Saturday, don't rush out."

Xianxian nodded, but didn't ask any more questions, consciously went back upstairs to play after breakfast.

Later, Mr. Qin came to the door, because the two primary schools only needed to go to school, and these courses were naturally moved to weekends.

When they were practicing calligraphy, Di Shijing deliberately walked over to take a look, his eyes focused on Mumu's calligraphy.

The two little ones knew that Daddy was watching them, and felt a little nervous, especially Mumu, who was a little anxious.

Did daddy find something?

After finishing writing quietly, Xianxian took a sneak peek at Mumu's side, and suddenly heard Di Shijing's voice.

"Wanwan, I remember your previous handwriting, it doesn't seem to be like this..." Di Shijing picked up a piece of calligraphy she had just written and began to study it.

When Mumu heard this, her little heart beat fast, but she pretended to be calm on her little face, and quickly wrote on the paper: "Because I want to try another font tonight."

Her words aroused Di Shijing's suspicion more and more. He stared at the little girl closely and asked, "Your font was pretty good before, why did you change it? Do you still have the original one now?"

Xianxian next to him, also panicked when he heard this.

Why did Daddy suddenly care about this issue?He asked what are these for?

Mu Muqiang nodded calmly.

Di Shijing laid out a new piece of paper for her, "Write it down for Daddy."

Mumu didn't refuse, immediately picked up the pen, and buried herself in writing a few original characters.

She wrote very slowly, but according to Di Shijing's request, soon, the familiar characters appeared on the paper.

After Di Shijing glanced at it, he fell silent.

It is indeed Wanwan's original font...

It's almost similar to what he saw at Nan Zhiyi's house...

Xianxian looked at such a daddy, and gradually realized that something was wrong, he asked: "Daddy, what's wrong? Is it because my sister's handwriting is not good?"

As he said that, he purposely glanced at the paper written by his sister.

Di Shijing came back to his senses, put down the words written by Mumu, and replied flatly: "It's nothing, you all practice hard."

After saying this, he turned and left the study.