Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Jiang Mingyuan nodded, turned and left the office.

At the same time, Shen Qingyue refocused on her design sketches.

As soon as Jiang Mingyuan walked to the door of the garment factory, he met a sneaky uncle.

This uncle was slightly thin and dressed in ordinary clothes, but his eyes flickered around and he seemed a little nervous.

Jiang Mingyuan observed the uncle carefully and quickly recognized him as Aunt Fengying's husband.

They know each other in the community but don't communicate much.

The uncle didn't seem to expect to meet Jiang Mingyuan here. His eyes looked even more panicked for a moment, as if he had discovered some secret.

"Oh, Ming...Mingyuan, I have to leave beforehand." The uncle's voice was a little nervous, and he greeted quickly.

Then he hurriedly walked in the other direction, walking quickly, as if he was trying to escape Jiang Mingyuan's gaze.

Jiang Mingyuan stood at the door of the garment factory, his eyes closely following the back of Aunt Fengying's husband as he left.

His brows wrinkled slightly, and he was filled with doubts. The uncle's reaction was too hasty, and it seemed that there were some things that were difficult to calm down in his heart.

Although Jiang Mingyuan had many questions to ask, he realized that this might not be a good time to ask.

He decided to wait until he got home in the evening to talk to Shen Qingyue about it to see if she understood the reason behind it.

Jiang Mingyuan took a deep breath, looked away from his uncle's retreating back, turned around and prepared to leave.

Although his steps were steady, his heart could not be calm.

This unexpected encounter made him feel uneasy, as if some secret hidden in his daily life was gradually surfacing.

Jiang Mingyuan adjusted his mood, and then continued walking along the familiar street towards Dongdong's school.

Although there were still doubts in his heart about the uncle he had just met, he still showed a gentle smile on his face, ready to welcome the moment when Dongdong was out of school.

Arriving at the school gate, Jiang Mingyuan saw children pouring out of the school gate happily. One lively little figure among them particularly caught his attention.

It was Dongdong. He had a happy smile on his face and waved a book in his hand, as if he was sharing something interesting with his classmates.

"Dad! Why are you here to pick me up today?" As soon as Dongdong saw Jiang Mingyuan, he immediately ran over excitedly, his eyes shining with the unique happiness of a child.

Jiang Mingyuan knelt down and opened his arms to welcome Dongdong's hug.

He gently picked up Dongdong, feeling the innocent warmth on the child's body.

"Mom is busy at work, why don't I come pick you up?" Jiang Mingyuan asked, with concern in his voice.

Dongdong excitedly told: "Of course I am happy, and my father came to pick me up and I am also happy." The voice was fast and energetic, and then told the interesting things that happened in school today.

Jiang Mingyuan listened patiently, occasionally inserting a sentence or two to guide Dongdong to continue telling his little adventure.

They walked and chatted, slowly heading towards home.

Jiang Mingyuan and Dongdong walked into the house together and found that the house was quiet and Shen Qingyue had not returned yet.

He put down the items in his hands while an idea came to his mind.

"Dongdong, mom hasn't come back yet. We haven't gone out to eat together for a long time. What do you think?" Jiang Mingyuan asked, with expectation in his tone.

When Dongdong heard this suggestion, his eyes immediately lit up: "Really, Dad? Can we go eat my favorite?"

Jiang Mingyuan smiled and nodded: "Of course, let's go find mom and go together."

Dongdong agreed excitedly, quickly put down his schoolbag, and prepared to go to find his mother with his father.

Jiang Mingyuan smiled, took Dongdong away from home, and headed to Shen Qingyue's garment factory along the familiar streets. Night had fallen, and the street lamps illuminated their path warmly. Jiang Mingyuan held Dongdong's little hand and talked while walking.

Every step under the street lights looks particularly warm. Dongdong jumped excitedly and asked Jiang Mingyuan some questions from time to time, while Jiang Mingyuan answered patiently, and their laughter echoed in the night.

At the same time, in the office of the garment factory, Shen Qingyue was still focused on her design work.

She was the only one left in the garment factory. The other employees had gone home from get off work early. The light reflected her focused face, adding a warm atmosphere to the space around her.

Her desktop is filled with various design materials and tools, and each drawing shows her creativity.

At this time, Shen Qingyue felt a slight movement near the door. She thought it was Aunt Fengying who might have come back to pick up something she had forgotten, so she did not raise her head and continued to focus on her design drawings. She asked softly: "Aunt Fengying, is it you?" Is there anything you forgot?"

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response from the door. Shen Qingyue was slightly confused and put down the brush in her hand.

Shen Qingyue felt a sense of vigilance in her heart. She put down her brush, stood up slowly, and turned to the door.

In the dim light, she saw a vague woman standing at the door, staring at her.

There was an indescribable complexity in that gaze.

Although Shen Qingyue felt scared in her heart, she tried hard to stay calm on the surface and not let her fear show up.

Shen Qingyue's heartbeat accelerated, but she forced herself to stay calm. Her eyes quickly scanned the table, then she quietly picked up a pair of scissors and held them tightly in her hands.

Although she was reluctant to use it, she knew that in this situation, self-preservation was necessary.

Her voice was firm and clear: "Who are you? What is your purpose here?" Although she tried hard to control her voice, there was still a hint of unnoticeable tension in her words.

The other party still stood there without any response, just continued to stare at Shen Qingyue.

This silence increases the tension in the atmosphere and makes the entire space seem frozen.

Although Shen Qingyue's heart was full of uneasiness, she stood up firmly.

Holding the scissors tightly in her hands, she bravely walked towards the mysterious woman.

Although her movements were cautious, the courage in her eyes was self-evident.

Seeing Shen Qingyue getting up and walking towards her, with scissors in her hands, the mysterious woman was obviously frightened.

She suddenly turned around and fled the garment factory at an alarming speed.

Shen Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time her heart was full of questions.

She didn't know who that woman was and why she appeared in the garment factory at such a time and looked at her in such a way.

Shen Qingyue's heartbeat was still accelerating, feeling the thrilling moment she had just experienced.

She slowly walked towards the door, reached out and carefully opened the door, and looked out to confirm that the mysterious woman had indeed left.

Her eyes scanned the dim corridor, looking for any possible trace, but the surroundings were silent, only the shadows reflected by the faint lights inside the garment factory were swaying slightly.

After confirming that it was safe, Shen Qingyue gently closed the door and turned the lock to ensure safety.

She leaned against the door and sighed deeply, trying to calm her tense nerves.

Shen Qingyue shook her head and temporarily put these problems behind her.

She returned to her work desk, sat down, and tried to refocus on the design work at hand.

At this time, there was another knock on the door. The knock on the door this time made her heart beat rapidly, and that uneasy feeling came to her heart again.