The president's husband is very boring

Qin Huan stopped talking, and followed Wen Nuan into the apartment. When he was outside, he knew that the apartment was very bad. When he entered the house and saw the decoration inside, Qin Huan was still a little surprised.

She is just a secretary next to Hua Mubei, how could she be able to afford such an apartment?

"It seems that you are very proud of your secretary position, and you can afford this apartment? The salary Hua Mubei gave you must be very objective." Qin Huan's tone was a little weird, with a look of scrutiny Eyes, looking closely at the warmth.

"The owner of this apartment is not me, but Hua Mubei. I just live here temporarily, and help him look after the house." Wen Nuan didn't know why she wanted to explain. In fact, she didn't need to explain anything to him, but this one wanted to explain The decision came so urgently.

Qin Huan clenched his fists suddenly, he never thought that this was Hua Mubei's house?Will Hua Mubei also come here?Will he spend the night here too?Are they already living together?

Anger once again occupied Qin Huan's heart, and he suddenly felt betrayed, "So, you live with Hua Mubei, and the child in that photo was also born to you?"

Nuan Nuan felt a bone-chilling chill, and Qin Huan, who was next to him, transmitted it, completely surrounding her.

Qin Huan's misunderstanding made Nuan feel very uncomfortable. She never wanted him to know Lele's existence, but when he doubted Lele's identity and slandered Lele, Wen Nuan felt very heartbroken. The urge to tell him the truth.

"No! Although this house belongs to Hua Mubei, he lives in another place and won't come here overnight." Wen Nuan explained instinctively.

"Really?" Qin Huan raised his eyebrows, the look in his eyes was incomprehensible. After he glanced at Nuan Nuan, he began to look around the apartment, "What? Is your son not here today? I'm very interested in him, Why don't you bring it out and let him say hello to me?"

Warm heart twitched, Qin Huan's eyes were too scary now, as if he would do something to hurt Lele, "Qin Huan, my child is innocent! You want revenge, you want torture, everything will come to an end. Come with me! The child is innocent, please don't hurt him!"

Qin Huan raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and there was interest in his eyes. Seeing her so nervous child, maybe one day when she is disobedient, he can use her son as a threat.

This is indeed a good idea, Qin Huan smiled in a good mood, "When did I say that I would hurt your son? I'm just curious about him and want to meet him and see what he looks like Who do you look like, who are you and who are you!"

The warm heart twitched violently, and an unbearable sadness and sadness climbed up her chest, like thousands of ants, biting her body non-stop.

"Qin Huan, if you came here just to slander me and my son, then you can leave." Wen Nuan said coldly with a sullen face.

She can bear Qin Huan's insult to her, and can accept any revenge from him, but she can't accept Qin Huan's slander of Lele!

Lele is everything to her, and Nuannuan will never allow anyone to hurt Lele!

Qin Huan looked at Wen Nuan playfully, she has indeed changed a lot, the former she would not dare to talk to him in such a tone, let alone contradict him.

But now, not only did she dare to contradict him, she even looked at him with such resentful eyes.It seems that mothers in the world are equally determined to protect their children.

"I remember I told you just now that I'm hungry, so hurry up and cook." Qin Huan changed the subject in a timely manner. He can check things about the child slowly, but now he has to fill his stomach first.

Wen Nuan was stunned again, why did the topic change so quickly?Didn't he still criticize Lele just now? Why in the blink of an eye, he ordered her to cook as if nothing happened?

Qin Huan tonight is really strange. Everything he said and did exceeded Wen Nuan's expectations, and she was completely unable to see through him.

"What are you still doing?" Qin Huan scolded Wen Nuan, feeling very dissatisfied with the things she was always preoccupied with.

Nuan Nuan came back to his senses, without having time to think about it, he turned and walked into the kitchen, and started cooking for Qin Huan.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Qin Huan began to have thousands of thoughts in his mind. A scene like this hadn't happened in eight years.

Every time, Qin Huan only saw such a warm scene in a dream.Nuan is cooking in the kitchen, and he is watching TV in the living room.

Although he kept telling himself that he hated warmth, this picture of longing for warmth always appeared in Qin Huan's dreams.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of this feeling.

Qin Huan turned his head and looked at Wen Nuan who was busy in the kitchen. The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a heartwarming smile, but he didn't notice it.

Wen Nuan opened the door of the refrigerator, took out some ribs that had been stewed before, then took some noodles, and started to make ribs noodles.

She knew that since Qin's father and mother Qin passed away, Qin Huan never ate his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, because it reminded him of his deceased mother.

Now that the sweet and sour pork ribs have become Qin Huan's dead end, then she should change the way, the pork rib noodles should not arouse his sadness, right?

In fact, Nuan Nuan is not sure, but she wants to give it a try, maybe Qin Huan can slowly get over the pain of the past.

After a while, Nuan Nuan made the pork rib noodles, and she came to the living room with a full bowl of noodles, and put the noodles on the coffee table.

"There is nothing else to eat at home. I made a bowl of noodles. You can eat as you please." Putting Wen Nuan on the floor, she stepped aside, silently observing Qin Huan's reaction.

Looking at the fragrant pork rib noodles in front of him, Qin Huan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and some fragmented images suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

In those pictures, every one has the figure of his mother, every one has her smile, and every one has the scene of her making sweet and sour pork ribs for him.

Qin Huan slowly clenched his fists, his eyes were dark, a tingling pain spread from his chest, and gradually spread throughout his whole body.

The pork rib noodles on the coffee table were emitting puffs of heat, and the aroma was also overflowing, filling the entire room.But the excessive silence made the atmosphere in the living room a little weird, and the bowl of fragrant rib noodles seemed to become invisible.

Nuan Nuan noticed Qin Huan's strangeness, and also noticed the pain in his eyes. It seemed that her method didn't work, and Qin Huan still didn't forget the past.It was just a few ribs, which aroused the pain and hatred in his heart.