Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

"Why have you never heard about the matter on Weibo?" Lian Hui couldn't help asking.

Lian Xuan took a deep breath and replied in the most understated tone: "It's normal if you haven't heard of it. You are very busy with scientific research and education, so it's hard to think of me."

After all, she still gave Lian Hui face, and didn't expose the real reason why they didn't contact each other.

When my parents were not divorced, they were very busy, but they still found time to arrange weekend trips and small gatherings.

Lian Hui on the other end of the phone fell silent.

"Xuanxuan..." He called out Lianxuan's name with difficulty.

"I didn't blame Dad." Lian Xuan cast her eyes out of the window, she just blamed the world's feelings for being too weak, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't escape a parting ending.

Probably later, they really did not fulfill their responsibilities as parents.

But she also has many relatives such as grandparents, grandparents and uncles.

"Have we not seen each other for a long time?" he asked.

Lian Xuan gently rubbed the back of the phone with his fingertips, "I don't know how long it has been, it should have been a long time."

Lian Hui didn't want to see her, so when he went home during the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, he avoided her.

So is retarded combustion.

In this regard, their divorced couple has a tacit understanding.

"Whenever we have time, let's go home and get together." Lian Hui put forward an idea, wondering if guilt was more important than everything else.

She thought it should be.

Otherwise, why didn't I think about Xiaoju before, but now I know about her illness and I want to get together.

"Dad." Lian Xuan smiled lightly, "I'm very busy with work, you can ask grandpa, I don't go home very often for a year, so the reunion may have to wait until Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go back every Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival."

"Xuanxuan, don't you want to rest for a while?" Lian Hui hesitated.

"How can I be so fragile? And..." Lian Xuan paused, then turned to look at the busy figure in the kitchen, "I have my own strength supporting me, and I won't collapse."

She didn't know what the future of He Rongcan would be like.

But at least at this moment, Rong Can is by her side.

Accepting the drawbridge effect is not as difficult as she imagined.

If you don't understand things, just think about it slowly, anyway, there is still a long time.

Qin Yanqian is right, she should judge by herself.

"Well, that's good." Lian Hui didn't know what to say.

The two fell silent.

Until the familiar voice of Qingci rang out: "Sister Xuanxuan."

"Huh?" Lian Xuan turned around and responded softly, "What's wrong?"

"Want something spicy today?" Rong Can was wearing the bear apron she bought from the supermarket today, and a beautiful bow tied behind her, which she tied on herself.

Perfectly outlines the lean waist.

The cold and noble temperament is mixed with two points of smoke and fire, making the whole person more real and vivid.

"Can I eat spicy food today?" She blinked lightly, half-jokingly: "Don't you say anything that will affect your work?"

Rong Can couldn't hold back a low smile, "It doesn't matter if you have a hoarse voice for Director Zhao's love story?"

"Director Zhao knows he's about to voice his disapproval." Lian Xuan couldn't help but bend his eyes slightly.

"The meal will be ready later." Rong Can turned and walked back to the kitchen.

Lian Xuan stared at his slender and straight figure for a few seconds, then heard a slightly astringent voice from the receiver: "Xuan Xuan, you..."

"Ah." She finally realized that she didn't hang up the phone just now, "It's Rong Can."

Lian Hui had read the news, and he hesitated: "You're in a relationship, which one?"

"That's right." Lian Xuan also learned the charming and ambiguous way of speaking.

The secret marriage agreement with Rong Can is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly on the phone, so it's better not to talk about it, so as to save him from worrying.

What's more, he doesn't necessarily want to know.

"Okay, then...you have a good rest and get ready to eat. Dad will hang up first." Lian Hui spoke slowly, showing a bit of reluctance.

Lian Xuan closed his eyes and replied calmly: "Okay, we'll talk about it when we have time. Bye, Dad."

She hung up the phone first.

She was afraid that if she listened a little more, her silent heart would be shaken.

Just after the phone was hung up, a text message from an unfamiliar number popped up on the phone screen: "I'm Chi Ran, Mom, I changed my number before. How are you, Xuanxuan? Why didn't your grandpa tell me about these things? If I knew, I would definitely visit you."

Voila.

Her parents are so similar.

But maybe it was because they were too similar that they separated.

"Very well, mom, don't worry, I didn't ask grandpa to tell you, I don't want to disturb your work." Lian Xuan typed on the keyboard slowly, edited the message and sent it.

Why did she want her grandparents and grandparents to hide it?

It seems to be because of what Shang Jing said.

It also seems to know that even if parents know, they can't change anything.

But things are in the past, and it doesn't matter if you remember or not.

Rong Can quickly finished cooking the dinner and served several dishes on the table.

He made a less-spicy spicy hot pot, and filled it with Lian Xuan's favorite ingredients: konjac knots, thousand-page tofu, enoki mushrooms, broccoli, lettuce, and various meatballs.

There is also a stir-fried rapeseed and cold bitter gourd.

The beautiful name is: bitter gourd to remove fire.

No problem.

"Rong Can." Lian Xuan took a bite of the lettuce, which was crisp and raw, and the aroma of chili and peppercorns exploded between her lips and teeth. She narrowed her eyes contentedly, and said in a sweet voice, "Why don't you ask about the phone?"

She thought Rong Can would ask.

After all, she had never mentioned her parents to Rong Can before.

"Sister Xuanxuan can talk if she wants to." Rong Can picked up a chopstick of bitter gourd for her with her serving chopsticks, and laughed out of her throat: "My curiosity is not that strong either."

Lian Xuan bit his chopsticks and slapped his eyelashes lightly: "Have you heard about my parents, grandparents and grandparents?"

"No." He shook his head, "How could they do this kind of thing?"

Also.

The elders in her family are all very measured people.

"Then how do you know that I like spicy food?" Lian Xuan remembered something again, Rong Can made spicy chicken without hesitation during the cooking challenge, saying that he didn't know that he liked spicy food, but no one would believe it.

"Dinners during New Year's Day and Mid-Autumn Festival, most of the spicy dishes on the table went into your stomach." The man spoke in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

Lian Xuan remained silent.

There is really no way to refute it.

It's just that she didn't expect that Rong Can paid so much attention to her at that time.

While she was silent, a new message popped up on her phone.

An unexpected person.

"Grandpa Su: Xuanxuan, grandpa supports you!"

"Grandpa Su?" Rong Can, who was sitting beside him, didn't have time to dodge, and took in the familiar profile picture on the phone screen.

"Yeah." Lian Xuan nodded, "You remember the old man who lent me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in Taomu Village? Didn't he ask for my WeChat? That's Grandpa Su."

The man's eyes were complicated for a moment, but before Lian Xuan saw it clearly, it faded away.

"I see." Rong Can paused for a second, then spoke calmly.

Lian Xuan confirmed that the complex look in his eyes just now was an illusion.

"Grandpa Su, don't worry, I'm strong/strong/strong." She is used to reporting good news but not bad news, and is used to saying words that reassure others.

"Buzz—" the phone vibrated suddenly from the side.