Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 2719 Dear, can I go up?

The only excuse was that she was too busy at work, so she didn't have a good rest to dispel her doubts.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zhao was busy taking care of Zhile and Yiran every day, so she didn't pay much attention to the news.

The domestic media did not have much news about the shooting incident.

At 09:30 in the evening, in Zhile's children's room.

Zhao Qiuxu had already told a bedtime story for half an hour, and the two little guys still didn't feel sleepy at all.

His eyes were bright, and he blinked at her, "Mom, did the little werewolf finally find the water source?"

Zhao Qiuxu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed his index finger at Yiran's doughy face, "Yiran, it's getting late, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired, but also happy." Ye Ran said happily.

Zhile is the same, too excited to sleep, looking at Zhao Qiuxu eagerly waiting for the next story.

"Okay, mother will continue to tell you."

Zhao Qiuxu turned to the next page of the storybook, and the phone rang at this moment.

"Who is it?" Yiran raised her head and looked at the mobile phone on the bedside table.

"Mom, let's see who is calling so late." Zhao Qiuxu took the phone, glanced at it, and hesitated whether to answer it or not.

Finally, she answered the phone.

Outside the door of Zhao's villa, Gu Jinglan was leaning against the car door. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhao Qiuxu's bedroom.

It was pitch black there, but the lights were still on in Zhile's children's room.

He guessed that Zhao Qiuxu must still be in Zhile's room.

When the phone was picked up, his thin lips curled up in a happy arc, "Dear."

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

"I... miss you so much I can't sleep."

"..."

"My dear, talk to me."

"I also want to tell Zhile and Yiran a bedtime story." Zhao Qiuxu slightly pushed the two curious little heads away, signaling the siblings not to talk yet.

Yiran put his little head up, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then he shouted with joy, "Dad, is it Dad?"

"Good boy, it's Dad!"

"father!"

Yiran was delighted and excited, and hugged Zhile, "Sister, it's Dad."

Zhile was infected by his joy, and hugged him with a smile.

Through the mobile phone, Gu Jinglan can also imagine how bright the smiles on the faces of the two children are at the moment.

"Darling, can I go up?"

Zhao Qiuxu got out of bed excitedly, ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and opened the curtains.

In front of the carved and gold-plated gate, the man's tall body leaned against the black Bentley door, his posture was somewhat lazy, and she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly from the distance.

Gu Jinglan waved his hand, and his deep voice came through the radio waves: "My dear, I can't sleep, and I want to hear you tell a bedtime story."

"Gu Jinglan, didn't the doctor tell you to stay in bed?"

Running out at night and driving by himself, is he going to die?
"Darling, I miss you."

"You are... fooling around!"

"But I miss you..."

"Gu Jinglan, you really can kill your anger."

After leaving the words, she hung up the phone, closed the curtains, and remained angry.

Yiran grabbed Zhile's little hand, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, is mom angry with dad?"

"seems like it."

"What should I do?"

Zhile shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

After standing for a while, Zhao Qiuxu calmed down by himself, and then said to the two little guys: "It's no different for Zhile, please wait a while, mother will go down for a while, and she will be back soon."

"Good mother."

The siblings spoke in unison.

Outside the door, Gu Jinglan stared at the phone in a daze, "Good Zhao Qiuxu, you are so cruel!"

(End of this chapter)