"I'll finish my work first."
Shiyang replied softly, opened the dryer door, threw the clothes in and closed it. The other hand holding the phone pressed the button, muting the sound, and then hesitantly pressed the answer button.
As soon as the video was connected, Tongtong's pink little face appeared on the mobile phone screen. Her whole face was almost lying in front of the mobile phone camera, and her big black and white eyes were staring curiously at the mobile phone camera.
When he saw Shiyang, his big curious eyes suddenly turned to surprise and excitement.
"Mother."
Tongtong called her happily.
The phone on mute could not be heard, but her surprise and happiness could be easily sensed from her face. Shiyang couldn't help but smile at her, and glanced into the room intentionally or unintentionally.
Fu Jingchuan was still busy and didn't look here.
When Tongtong looked at it, she turned her head and looked away, curiously leaning towards the computer screen: "Mom, what are you looking at?"
The phone was turned off, so Shiyang couldn't hear clearly what she was saying, but judging from her expression and mouth shape, she could probably guess it.
"It's nothing." Shiyang smiled and said to her, lowering his voice deliberately. He also turned slightly sideways, turned the phone screen outward, and asked her in a lowered voice, "Are you still not asleep?"
The soft voice made Fu Jingchuan pause slightly, and then he continued to serve the dishes as if nothing had happened.
Shiyang didn't notice, just stared at Tongtong on the phone.
Tongtong pouted and nodded aggrievedly: "Yes, I miss my mother."
Then he said to her aggrievedly: "I just called for a long time and you didn't answer."
"I just went to take a shower, and I didn't see my phone." Shiyang whispered, not daring to speak for too long, and softly said to Tongtong on the other end of the phone, "I'm still busy with work now, and I'm not free yet. I'll call you tomorrow." Call you back, okay?”
The three words that followed were coaxing made Fu Jingchuan pause again and frown slightly.
Although he hadn't paid attention to what she said just now, her voice had always been soft and coaxing. The following sentence, "How about it?", in Fu Jingchuan's opinion, even sounded a little coquettish.
He and Shi Yang have known each other for so many years. Whether it was the intimacy and ambiguity in their senior year of high school or the close intimacy in their two years of marriage, Shi Yang had never spoken to him in such a soft and coquettish tone.
He couldn't help but look up at her.
Shiyang was standing on the balcony, facing the room sideways, with a slight smile on his lips, a gentle expression, and even a touch of doting and coquettishness in his eyes that he had not seen for a long time.
The person on the other end of the phone was obviously someone very important to her.
Yan Yao's face appeared in Fu Jingchuan's mind for no reason, but he quickly dismissed it.
He had seen Shiyang and Yan Yao get along with each other several times, and they were always polite and distant, which was no different from him.
Xie Yuchen's face then appeared.
Fu Jingchuan unexpectedly remembered him deeply, the sunny, handsome, humorous and naughty boy from the design department of Huichen Shaoyu Architects.
When the new company was established, at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Xie Yuchen came over to chat with Shiyang. His eyes and words were obviously flirtatious.
Fu Jingchuan remembered that in Xie Yuchen's personal resume that Ke Chen gave him, he and Shi Yang were in the same university and major, and both studied under Ling Zhendong, Shi Yang's younger brother.
In addition to being classmates in high school, Shi Yang and Lin Shanshan are also classmates in college, which means that Xie Yuchen is also Lin Shanshan's junior brother.
Then Lin Shanshan’s phone number...
Fu Jingchuan frowned.
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Shiyang noticed Fu Jingchuan's gaze and couldn't help but glance at him.
Fu Jingchuan did not dodge, and moved his eyes from her face to the mobile phone she was holding.
Shiyang instinctively turned his phone sideways.
It was a very instinctive and subtle movement. Fu Jingchuan noticed that the last trace of light on her mobile phone screen completely disappeared because of her movement of turning the phone.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her.
Shiyang said to the other end of the phone uncomfortably, "I'll hang up now. I'll call you later."
It was still that soft and coaxing tone, which seemed to Fu Jingchuan like coquettishness and comfort.
After Shi Yang finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, grabbed the phone to steady his mind, and then entered the house.
"time to eat."
Fu Jingchuan said, handing her the chopsticks.
"Thanks."
Shiyang thanked her softly and took it, grabbing the bath towel and pulling it. She was still a little uncomfortable wearing such nondescript clothes in front of Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan didn't seem to notice. After handing her the lunch box, he spoke like a casual chat: "Is Lin Shanshan alone just now?"
After saying that, Shiyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her but said nothing.
After knowing each other for many years, he knew that Shiyang was not good at lying.
Her hesitation said it all.
Shiyang also knew that Fu Jingchuan didn't believe it, and he hesitated in his hand holding the chopsticks.
During the short period of time waiting for him to speak, Shiyang couldn't help but think that if he continued to ask, she would confess to him about Tongtong.
But like any time before, Fu Jingchuan did not pursue the question any further.
He pushed the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of her: "Eat more of your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."
Obviously he had no intention of continuing to ask further questions.
Shiyang didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or something else.
"Thanks."
She thanked him softly, took a piece, and used his conversation to change the subject, "Where did you order the meal?"
Fu Jingchuan: "I asked the hotel chef to send it over."
"It tastes pretty good." Shiyang said softly, feeling a bit out of words.
"Yeah." Fu Jingchuan also responded softly.
The topic was chatted to death.
Shiyang didn't speak again and ate quietly.
The atmosphere is still a bit stiff.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and remembered the light in her eyes during the video just now. He felt a little mixed in his heart. He was relieved that she was living a good life now, but at the same time he was panicked. That was something she had never experienced in their two years of marriage. look like.
She was doing well after the divorce.
She made the right choice.
"Shiyang." He raised his eyes and called her.
"Huh?" Shiyang looked at him confused.
"Do you regret the divorce?" he asked.
Shiyang glanced at him hesitantly, but still shook his head: "No."
Fu Jingchuan smiled, but quickly put it away.
"You are doing well now." He said, not a question, but an affirmation.
Shiyang pursed his lips slightly, but still nodded: "Yes."
Fu Jingchuan smiled, but did not put it away this time.
But looking at his smile, Shiyang felt a little sad for no reason.
"Are you okay now..." She hesitated and looked at him, "How are you doing?"
"Very good." Fu Jingchuan said.
Shiyang also smiled and did not answer.
"Have you ever regretted getting married?" Fu Jingchuan looked at her and asked.
Shiyang hesitated for a moment, but when she looked at him, she nodded honestly: "I regret it."
That day at the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Ling Zhendong's son's company, when she heard Tang Shaoyu say that Fang Wanqing was not Fu Jingchuan's biological mother, she was very sad at that moment, followed by regret.
This matter is very important to her, which means that Fu Jingchuan has never regarded her as one of his own, and has no intention of staying with her for a long time.
Although he later explained the reason, she was somewhat relieved, but not completely relieved.
The smile at the corner of Fu Jingchuan's mouth became a little bitter because of her nod, but he just smiled and said nothing.
Such Fu Jingchuan made Shiyang feel a little sad.
"But even if I had to do it over again, I would definitely choose to agree to your marriage." Shiyang pursed her lips and looked at him, and said softly.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her: "Shiyang, thank you."
This was the first time she thanked her so solemnly and seriously.
