Chapter 100
"Mom, Yueyue is not that kind of person."
"You know people but not their hearts. I heard from Chengcheng that when Cheng Yue went to the studio to pick her up, many male teachers struck up a conversation with her."
"..."
Cheng Yue couldn't listen anymore, so she turned and went downstairs. She didn't go upstairs until she saw Han Mu coming downstairs.
...
Open the door and go in.
Han Qilin was cooking in the kitchen. He had just gotten off work and hadn't had time to change his clothes. He was wearing casual pants and a sky blue shirt. He was elegant and handsome. Even with a rice cooker in his hand, he couldn't hide his calm temperament like a gentleman.
He was also like this, and had a life-saving grace when he was young.
After all these years, Cheng Yue has never forgotten her.
Even if he was married for the second time, even if she was six or seven years older than herself, she stepped in without hesitation.
On the sofa, Han Yacheng was watching cartoons with gusto. Seeing that she was back, she called "Auntie" sweetly.
Cheng Yue was a little disappointed. She clearly remembered that when she went to Han Yacheng's studio, Han Yacheng's art teacher talked to her about her child's class. No male teacher had ever spoken to her. When it came to the child's mouth, But many male teachers started chatting with her.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Cheng Yue staring at her, Hanya Cheng blinked uneasily, "Did Cheng Yue do something wrong again?"
Cheng Yue: "..."
"Honey, you're back." Han Qilin walked out of the kitchen and greeted her warmly.
"Dad, Auntie doesn't seem too happy." Han Yacheng said cautiously, "I called her, but she ignored me."
"I'm not ignoring you, I was just thinking about something." Cheng Yue felt bitter in her heart. She really didn't want to face this child. He was so young and had more thoughts than adults.
She hasn't said a word since she walked in, and Hanya Cheng's words reveal too many little thoughts.
"Okay, Chengcheng, you can watch TV with peace of mind. Auntie is not unhappy."
Han Qilin took Cheng Yue into the kitchen, "Don't worry about Cheng Cheng. Her mother and I divorced, which makes this child's mind more sensitive. She is very afraid that we don't like her and don't want her."
Cheng Yue thought to herself that this child is not afraid that we won't like her, she is just racking her brains to hope that your father doesn't like me either.
"Well, I didn't think much about it," she said quietly.
"That's good, how is Cheng Xi living outside? You should get used to it." Han Qilin said, "If you are worried, I will see if I can apply for a single dormitory for her at school..." "
"No, I'll come over and check it out. It's fine." Seeing that he also cared about his family, Cheng Yue felt a little warmer. He reluctantly cheered up and rolled up his sleeves, "Hubby, let me cook with you."
"OK."
For Han Qilin, cooking with his wife after get off work is a warm thing. On the contrary, he is very busy at work, so when he returns home, he should spend more time with his wife and children.
But he didn't stay long before Han Yacheng's voice sounded outside, "Dad, come here and tell me how to pronounce this word..."
"I'll come and take a look."
Han Qilin explained in a gentle voice, but he was soon tripped by the child and did not enter the kitchen.
Cheng Yue was not surprised either, and smiled bitterly as if "it's true".
