C5

After sending Mu Li off, she went straight back to Qiao Shan's Starlight Hotel and brought him the breakfast she prepared earlier.

Qiao Mengning arranged the hot porridge, side dishes and steamed buns in the thermal container one by one. Qiao Shan walked over with his slippers on and his hands behind his back.

"Ning, did you ask Mu Yu last night?" He and that... "Woman, what exactly is the relationship between us?"

Qiao Shan had a serious expression, but Qiao Mengning was annoyed when she heard this.

He pushed the bowl of porridge into Qiao Shan's hands, "Dad, we did misunderstand, can you not think too much about it? Yesterday, Mu Yu was so angry with me over this matter that he has not paid attention to me even now! "

Qiao Mengning felt wronged and could only tell her father.

Qiao Shan became even angrier when he heard that. He snorted loudly, "A man with a family and a wife, if he doesn't get along with other women, then he's definitely in trouble!"

Knowing how stubborn her father was, Qiao Mengning didn't say anything. When Qiao Shan was done eating, she started to pack up.

As she was wiping the table, she suddenly said, "Dad, are you used to living here?"

It was unknown what Qiao Shan was thinking, he only came back to his senses after a while and immediately shook his head, "I'm not used to it, the bed is as soft as cotton, the moment it moves it will bounce non-stop, the quilt is also soft, it's not practical at all."

Qiao Mengning knew it would turn out like this and couldn't help but laugh. "Dad, why don't you come home with me!"

Qiao Shan immediately shook his head and waved his hand, "Not going back, not going back. This place is pretty good, pretty good."

Qiao Mengning was quite curious about his inconsistent words, but she didn't pursue the matter any further and just let him be.

However, she didn't expect Qiao Shan to go out immediately after she went back.

In the afternoon, she had just come back from picking up Mu Li and was preparing dinner when she received a text from Qiao Shan.

Ning, if that brat Mu Yu dares to let you down, I will definitely vent my anger on you.

Qiao Mengning knew Qiao Shan's personality. When she saw this message, she instinctively felt that something was wrong. As she stirred the pot of porridge, she called Qiao Shan.

No one answered the phone. Anxious, she sent a text message.

Dad, don't mess around. Mu Yu and I have a small grudge. We'll be fine after a few days.

Not long later, Qiao Shan's reply was sent to her phone. It was a photo.

It was a bit blurry, but it was easy to distinguish. On it, a man and a woman were embracing and kissing.

The woman's face was facing the camera. It was the heroine she had "caught" last night, and the man.

Although her back was facing the camera, she could immediately recognize that this person was Mu Yu.

This was a man that she had known for ten years, loved for three years, and married for seven years.

Tears started pouring out without warning. Qiao Mengning covered her mouth and dropped drop by drop into the pot, crackling in the boiling oil.

Qiao Mengning quickly wiped away the tears on her face. Mu Li, who was playing with his stomach in the living room, turned to look at the kitchen and asked worriedly, "Mom, are you alright?"

"Don't worry, Mom is stir-frying Mu Li's favorite dish."

In the living room, little Mu Li spun around the car happily.

Wiping away the tears on her face, Qiao Mengning absent-mindedly cut some vegetables and looked at Mu Li playing by himself in the living room.

She felt her heart ache.

If it's true, if they're going to get a divorce, what about Mu Li? She had watched TV shows like her, where there was no job and no money, and when she was divorced, the children wouldn't give it to her.

Then, what about Mu Li?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

The knife that was used to cut vegetables did not have eyes. It cut her finger, and only after a long while did she realize with a start that her finger had been cut a big hole when the deep, dark red color passed through her brain.

He forced himself to focus on cooking. When it was time to eat, Ma Yuezhen did not come back, nor did Mu Yu.

In the huge house, only Qiao Mengning and Mu Li were eating at the long dining table.

The sound of chopsticks occasionally coming into contact with the plate was abnormally obvious.

Qiao Mengning accompanied Mu Li to dinner, read a book with him, gave him a bath and coaxed him to sleep.

Mu Yu still hasn't come back from what happened last night.

Qiao Mengning lightly patted Mu Li's chest, turned off the lights on his bed and quietly left the bedroom in the dark, closing the door.

After that, she sat on the sofa in the living room with only one light on, waiting and waiting.

Other than breathing, there was no other sound. The whole house was eerily quiet.

It was one o'clock in the morning when the door opened with a "crack". Qiao Mengning slowly turned her head to look at the door.

The moment Mu Yu stepped into the room, he saw a dim yellow light. Under the light sat a person. It was his wife that had been waiting for him for a long time.

After he stopped moving, his heart suddenly softened. All the beautiful memories that he had had for the past ten years surged into his mind.

His expression softened as he walked over to Qiao Mengning and touched her hand.

"It's already so late and your hands are cold. Are you stupid?"

Qiao Mengning took hold of his hand and warmed her cold heart with the burning warmth of his palm.

Raising her head, she wanted to say something, but when she saw the gentle expression on his face that she hadn't seen for a long time, she couldn't say a single word.

Mu Yu suddenly smiled, withdrew his hand and patted her head.

"Waiting for something stupid?"

Qiao Mengning swallowed the bitterness in her heart and shook her head with a smile. She stood up from the sofa and walked upstairs.

Mu Yu's pupils constricted as he saw such a lonely and sad back. He clenched his hands into fists, as if he could still feel the bone-piercing coldness.

"You go back to your room first, I'll be right there."

Qiao Mengning nodded and went upstairs. Mu Yu frowned but didn't say anything.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Qiao Mengning sat on the bed and waited. She didn't know if Mu Yu would go back to his room.

Just now, his expression was gentle. Did he say something like that to indicate that he was no longer angry, that he would explain everything to her clearly?

She knew that these were all definitely misunderstandings. As long as he explained, she would believe him.

In the end, Mu Yu went back to his room and hugged her body. It was a rare moment of gentleness.

Only when her lips were warm … When the petal touched her slender neck, Qiao Mengning's entire body shuddered, and her eyes became sore.

"You, do you have anything to tell me that didn't happen during the day?"

Hearing that, Mu Yu raised his head from her neck and frowned slightly. There was obvious displeasure in his deep gaze.

"What do you want me to say?"

Qiao Mengning knew that a change of subject would make things better between them, but she couldn't help it. The picture was stuck in her throat.