No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the villa.

This is the house they once lived in together. Now that they came in again, Meng Yan had mixed feelings.

As soon as the back seat door opened, a little girl ran over.

"dad."

Xiao Qiao Huan hugged Qiao Shiyan's legs and acted coquettishly.

Qiao Shiyan picked her up with one hand, carried her into the car, and put her on his lap...

The driver got out of the car knowingly.

The car was very dark. Xiao Qiao Huan lay in her father's arms and looked at Meng Yan cautiously. She still remembered her mother... But after four years of separation, the little girl was a little timid, and she was embarrassed to say her mother's voice.

The same goes for Meng Yan.

This is my state of mind at this time, when I feel timid about being close to my hometown.

Qiao Shiyan touched the little girl's head and looked at Meng Yan: "Don't you want to hug her?"

Meng Yan's voice trembled slightly: "I'll give you a hug."

She stretched out her hand and Qiao Shiyan gave the child to her.

She held Xiao Qiao Huan in her arms, his little body lying obediently in her arms, and her voice was like a kitten: "Mom."

Meng Yan hugged her tightly, lowered her head and kissed her little face.

Xiao Qiao Huan enjoyed her mother's love and giggled, but after a while she started to cry. The little one lay in Meng Yan's arms and refused to get up, just sobbing softly.

Meng Yan was always at a loss as to what to do.

She glanced at Qiao Shiyan, hoping that he could comfort the child.

In the dim light, Qiao Shiyan said expressionlessly: "You left her without saying goodbye for four years, why are you not even willing to coax her now? Or is it because you have a new relationship and you don't want her anymore? "

"No."

Meng Yan was slightly choked. She lowered her head and pressed it against Xiao Qiao Huan's face, silently comforting the child.

The car was quiet except for the sound of children sobbing.

Qiao Shiyan kept looking at Meng Yan,

His eyes were filled with stars and sea, four years of hard waiting, and obsession and resentment towards her... But he didn't say anything, he just looked down at her like that.

Time seems to stand still...

Time seems to favor Qiao Shiyan. His handsome and profound face has not left any trace of time and is still the same as in her memory.

Meng Yan inadvertently raised her eyes and looked into his dark eyes.

She was shaking all over.

……

Qiao Jinyan got out of the car with her child in her arms. Meng Yan hesitated for a moment, but still got out of the car.

Zhang Ma stood at the entrance.

When she saw Meng Yan coming from the night, her voice suddenly became choked with sobs: "Madam, where have you been?"

Meng Yan also felt sad in her heart, and she whispered: "I went to Switzerland."

Qiao Shiyan was under the crystal lamp in the entrance hall, and he looked at her quietly: "It seems that Switzerland's private life is very exciting, so I haven't called back a single call."

There was mockery in his tone.

In fact, since they reunited after a long separation, every word he spoke was full of ridicule, which was really unbearable...

How could Ma Zhang not hear it?

She held Meng Yan's hand and looked at Qiao Shiyan with some disgust: "Ignore him. He is in menopause now. He usually talks in a weird and arrogant way... No one can stand him!"

Xiao Qiao Huan hugged Qiao Shiyan's neck.

"Dad menopause."

Qiao Shiyan pinched her cheek.

He laid her down on the carpet and let her play with herself.

He went to make coffee for Meng Yan, looking very dignified: "Still the same as before, Blue Mountain and half sugar?"

Xiao Qiaohuan dragged her mother to see the paintings she painted.

Meng Yan held the small drawing board and flipped through the sketches. She was amazed.

Xiao Qiao Huan is particularly talented.

"The baby drew it."

Xiao Qiao Huan looked proud and wanted to shake her little body around. Meng Yan held her in his arms, feeling happy in her heart that this child had inherited He Mo's talent.

She couldn't get enough of him.

The coffee machine makes a small noise...

Qiao Shiyan was leaning to the side, with a tall figure. Taking off the waistcoat underneath his suit jacket revealed his lean figure, with wide shoulders and narrow waist... In Zhang's mother's words, letting him out would attract bees and butterflies.

He fiddled with the cup and said casually: "Let's help her with her homework."

Xiao Qiaohuan pursed her lips.

He looked unhappy.

Meng Yan felt affection in her heart: "Don't you like doing homework, baby?"

Xiao Qiao Huan hugged her and said pitifully, "The baby can't."

Meng Yan didn't think much, she gently opened Xiao Qiao Huan's homework, and then she was stunned——

It's all red.

The simplest answer is 1+1. Xiao Qiaohuan wrote it in 3, and the correction was still wrong.

Not only mathematics, but also Chinese characters.

No matter how slow she was, Meng Yan understood why Qiao Shiyan let her see this. He wanted to tell her... She raised her eyes and looked into his unfathomable eyes, and he stared at her too.

Meng Yan's voice trembled slightly: "You never told me."

"How do I tell you?"

Qiao Shiyan's face looked extremely cold under the crystal lamp. He looked directly at Meng Yan and repeated again: "Four years, there has been no news from you! Meng Yan, tell me...how should I tell you?"

He was emotional and not as gentle as before.

Before Meng Yan could speak, Xiao Qiao in her arms looked at her father happily and shouted with tears in her eyes: "The baby is stupid..."

Meng Yan was heartbroken.

She hugged Xiao Qiao Huan and said in a low voice: "You scared the child."

Qiao Shiyan frowned.

He wanted to continue speaking, but in the end he swallowed his words and did not argue in front of the children——

Just when he was calm.

There was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and a little girl in her 20s stretched her body and said, "Look..."

The word "brother" was not spoken out.

Xia Bingqing's eyes widened.

She looked at the woman downstairs. She was very young, beautiful and charming. She was really not like Qiao Shiyan, an old cucumber who was qualified to possess her. She swallowed the word "cousin"...but called her He gave an order.

"Command! This is..."

Xia Bingqing put her arms around Qiao Shiyan's neck and asked affectionately.

Little Qiao Huan was very obedient and called her Sister Bingqing.

Is she Xia Bingqing?

A few days ago, Meng Yan learned about this person from Mrs. Huang, but she did not expect to meet him under such circumstances. For a moment, she felt a little embarrassed and even lost her temper.

She excused herself and went to the bathroom.

Under the bright crystal lamp, the golden faucet was turned on, and the water flowed loudly.

Meng Yan rubbed her face fiercely.

There was a slender figure at the door of the bathroom.

Their eyes met in the mirror, he was incomprehensible, and she was embarrassed.

Qiao Shiyan's tone was full of mockery: "Why...are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you angry?"

"no!"

Meng Yan spoke with a nasal sound in her voice, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The glass of the window was awakened by the sound of rain.

Meng Yan lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "It's late! I'm going back first... I'll see her next time."

He grabbed her hand——

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Is it because of Xia Bingqing?"

Outside the window, the rain continues to patter...

Qiao Shiyan grabbed Meng Yan and pulled her closer to him little by little, with a strong look in his eyes.

He stared into her eyes: "Four years! No one will wait for someone all the time, right? Isn't there someone by your side?"

There was a temptation in his words, but after all, he wanted an explanation from her.