Adorable baby is hard to pet, Daddy let go of my mommy

Han Jingyu came downstairs before their mother and daughter and sat at the dining table.

In front of him, half of the breakfast was made by the servants, and the other half was made by Qi Muyan.

According to his usual preferences, the servant made a Western-style breakfast, smoked ham toast, scrambled eggs and black coffee.

The presentation is exquisite and pleasing to the eye.

The breakfast made by Qi Muyan doesn't look that delicate, but it seems to be steaming hot.

The taste of freshly ground soy milk even concealed the mellow aroma of black coffee. The omelette made by splitting the ham sausage into two and placing it in the shape of a heart, with some black pepper sprinkled on it, should taste good.

She also made a bowl of Yangchun noodles for Xinglan. The scallions and oil droplets floated on the soup surface, giving off bursts of fragrance.

Han Jingyu seems to think that the breakfast made by Qi Muyan is more appetizing, because it is steaming?

But if he hadn't seen Qi Muyan busy in the kitchen before, he wouldn't have imagined that the former Miss Qianjin could still wear an apron to cook now.

At that time, Qi Muyan led Xinglan down the stairs, and Xinglan could smell the aroma of Yangchun noodles from afar.

"Wow, mom, did you make me noodles? It's so delicious!"

"Then you should eat more in the morning."

"Ok!"

Before arriving at the restaurant, Han Jingyu heard Xinglan's hearty voice, which was something that he couldn't hear when Qi Muyan was not there.

When Qi Muyan is not around, how do he and Xinglan have breakfast?

The two ate breakfast silently, sometimes he asked a question and she answered it, and they would never say a second sentence.

Han Jingyu felt that the Xinglan he knew and the Xinglan in front of Qi Muyan were two people.

To be honest, I'm still a little unbalanced.

Soon, Qi Muyan brought Xinglan to the dining room, the little girl got on the chair consciously, and seeing the familiar breakfast, two words were written all over her face - satisfied.

Before she picked up the chopsticks to eat, she paused for a moment, but said to Han Jingyu, "Good morning, Dad."

When talking to him, why is your tone so calm and your expression so calm?

When she was with Qi Muyan just now, she was obviously very happy, didn't she?

Han Jingyu didn't express the doubts in his heart, even if he did, he guessed it was just asking for humiliation.

"Good morning." Han Jingyu replied lightly.

After the formulaic greeting, Xing Lan couldn't wait to start eating breakfast. After eating the familiar taste, Xing Lan was completely satisfied.

On the other hand, Han Jingyu, watching Xinglan eat so much, even suspected that Xinglan was just putting on a show.

Is it really that delicious?
He suddenly felt that the breakfast in front of him was tasteless, as if the noodles would be more delicious.

As a northerner, he actually likes to eat pasta, but he always felt that the servants at home didn't taste that way, so he didn't ask them to make pasta.

Seeing Xinglan's support, Han Jingyu seemed to be trying Qi Muyan's skills.

His eyes naturally fell on the soup bowl in front of Qi Muyan.

Qi Muyan understood, and said, "Would you like to try it? I've never tried it."

Seeing that Han Jingyu didn't speak, Qi Muyan directly brought the soup bowl in front of Han Jingyu, "Xing Lan really likes my noodles, I don't know if your father and daughter taste the same."

Since Qi Muyan brought the noodles in front of him, it's a way to give her face by barely eating two bites.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up one of the chopsticks, and put the soup into his mouth.

It turned out...better than expected.

Han Jingyu is very picky, and if he feels that the food tastes a little bit wrong, he will not take a second bite.When I was in the army, I had a lot of trouble.

However, the noodles made by Qi Muyan are not bad.

"How is it?" Qi Muyan looked like an anxious examinee waiting for the test result, waiting for Han Jingyu's judgment.

The man picked up his chopsticks again solemnly, and said, "It's not bad."

"It's obviously delicious!" Xing Lan, as Qi Muyan's fan, directly defended the noodles made by her mother.

All right, I heard Jiang Chuan say, follow the little girl's mind, otherwise she will find you very annoying.

Han Jingyu changed her words: "Yes, it's delicious."

The words were sincere, but in Qi Muyan's view, he was just trying to cater to Xinglan.

In fact, she didn't expect Han Jingyu to think how delicious the noodles she made were. When she first got married, she would cook him supper every night and wait for him to come back.

But she hardly waited for him to come back. Those suppers that she made with love at the beginning were all fed to the trash can, and of course her feelings were also fed to the trash can.

So now, she doesn't care whether he thinks this bowl of noodles is delicious or not.

The noodles that Qi Muyan made for herself were eaten by Han Jingyu, so she could only eat the breakfast made by the servant.

Seeing black coffee in front of him, she casually mentioned: "Drink less coffee in the morning, it hurts your stomach. Do you want soy milk?"

Seeing that Han Jingyu didn't refuse, Qi Muyan got up to pour him soy milk.

She behaved very differently, so when Han Jingyu watched her get up from the chair to pour the soy milk, he kept looking at her, trying to see something abnormal in her behavior.

But it seems... nothing unusual.

Han Jingyu felt that he might be thinking too much.

Qi Muyan quickly brought the soy milk to Han Jingyu, "I didn't add much sugar, I remember you don't like sweet things very much."

She still remembered his taste very clearly, Han Jingyu said thank you.

Maybe, she really just thinks that being able to have breakfast with Xinglan here is already a very satisfying thing for her.

Han Jingyu was reluctant to delve into this issue.

On the other hand, the servant next to him was originally serving the young master and the young lady for breakfast, but after discovering that Qi Muyan had arrived, she was not needed here at all.

Moreover, it seemed that it was the first time she saw that the young master could eat so much for breakfast, and the black coffee that he usually had to drink to refresh himself, after Qi Muyan said that the coffee hurt his stomach, he didn't even take a sip.

Therefore, the servant quietly exited the restaurant, leaving the space here for the three of them.

The restaurant at this time looks very warm, like a picture of a family of three sitting together for breakfast in a very ordinary family in the morning.

Any extra people joining will destroy the atmosphere.

As the breakfast came to an end, Qi Muyan said to Xinglan: "I'll take you to school later, okay?"

Xing Lan wanted to nod at first, but felt that his scumbag father might not let him, so he looked up at Han Jingyu first.

Han Jingyu didn't let Qi Muyan send Xinglan to school, it was...

Just as she was about to speak, Han Jingyu's cell phone on the table rang.

Qi Muyan caught a glimpse of the caller ID inadvertently, it was his assistant Chen Rang.

Because Chen Rang called, Han Jingyu didn't avoid Xinglan and Qi Muyan, but said to Xinglan, "I'll answer the phone first."

He answered the phone.

The restaurant was already quiet, so after he connected, Qi Muyan could also hear Chen Rang's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Han, Ms. Han has a fever of 38 degrees, but Ms. Han is unwilling to go to the hospital, saying that she will be fine after a night of sleep. I see that Ms. Han's condition is a bit serious."

Oh...it's about Han Chuchu...

After Qi Muyan heard what Chen Rang said about Han Chuchu, she pretended not to hear anything and drank the soy milk in the cup.

And after Han Jingyu heard what Chen Rang said, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Qi Muyan, who behaved as usual, wondering if she heard Chen Rang's voice on the phone.

He got up from the chair, covered the phone, "I'm going out to answer the phone."

He was talking to Xing Lan, and he was also talking to Qi Muyan.

The calm and composed expression on Qi Muyan's face made Han Jingyu dazed for a few seconds, thinking of the time when they first got married five years ago, as long as it was about Han Chuchu, it would make her blow up in minutes.

Even at that time, Qi Muyan asked him to draw a clear line with Han Chuchu and block all her contact information.

At that time, he felt that she was being unreasonable.

Seeing her indifferent appearance now, do you actually start to miss her crazy possessiveness back then?

He thought he might be sick.

Han Jingyu went to the balcony of the living room to answer the phone.

The distance between the dining room and the living room is far enough that Qi Muyan will not hear what he said anymore.

"Arrange for a doctor to go there." Han Jingyu told Chen Rang, "She is somewhat against the hospital, if the situation is serious, she will be sent to the hospital immediately."

"Mr. Han...Miss Han kept calling your name when she was asleep. She didn't want me to tell you about her cold, but I was worried about something..." Chen Rang really didn't dare to worry about this. responsibility.

Han Chuchu, the Buddha, is under the protection of his boss' mother!

Han Jingyu leaned on the balcony railing with one hand, thought for a moment, "Alright, I'll go there later."

After hanging up the phone, Han Jingyu didn't return to the restaurant immediately.

After thinking about it, he still called his mother, Li Yue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was connected, my mother came over with a slightly crying voice: "Jing Yu, your father and I...may be getting divorced."

"What's going on?" He knew that there was a crack in the relationship between his parents from a certain moment.

But for so long, the father has actually been trying to maintain their husband-wife relationship and family relationship.

But later, my mother chose to go abroad to accompany Han Chuchu for treatment. At that time, my father was really angry, and he said "what do you like?" and never intervened in that matter again.

Later, my mother went abroad.

The parents began to live apart for five years.

"What else could it be? I just found out that your father met Qi Muyan's mother in private. They...they..."

"Mom, Dad and Qi Muyan's mother have nothing!"

"Why do you want to help that woman? Jing Yu, I am your mother, so you can't stand on my side and draw a clear line with Qi Muyan and the others? Do you really want to see me divorce your father? Happy?"

Han Jingyu rubbed her temples, originally wanted to tell Li Yue about sending Han Chuchu back to Sijiu City after her illness recovered, so she had to give up.

"Okay, I see." Han Jingyu finished the phone call with her mother, feeling very bad.

When he was about to smoke to relieve his emotions, he saw Qi Muyan had already come to the living room carrying Xinglan's schoolbag.

Not far away, Qi Muyan said very understandingly: "If you're busy, I'll just send Xinglan to school."

She was afraid that he would be busy.