The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 714 The Taste of Happiness

Tang Xinyan simply prepared a few home-cooked dishes, and cooked a bowl of his favorite crystal dumplings for her son. After doing all this, she walked up to Mo Chiwei and picked up her son.

"Get out immediately after eating, my family won't take you in."

Tang Xinyan said coldly, but she was very gentle when feeding her son dumplings.

"Okay, I promise you, I won't stay here forever."

Mo Chiwei didn't refute, and picked up the chopsticks at hand, but just after taking a few bites, he heard a knock on the door.

A cold light as fast as lightning flashed across Mo Chiwei's eyes.

"Feed the child, I'll open the door." Before Tang Xinyan could respond, Mo Chiwei had already walked out of the restaurant and came directly to the door.

Mo Chiwei opened the door, and when he saw Cheng Ziqing standing at the door with a smile on his face, the coldness on Jun's face became even colder.

"Mo Chiwei? Why are you here?" Cheng Ziqing always thought that Tang Xinyan must be the one who opened the door, but he never expected that the one standing in front of him was Mo Chiwei, the enemy who made his woman leave him.

Mo Chiwei raised his thin lips.

"Why can't it be me? Cheng Ziqing, do you think I will be indifferent to a woman who is so deliberate in approaching me?" Mo Chiwei opened his thin lips, as if a voice that had been fished out of a cold pool, spit out from his thin lips .

Cheng Ziqing didn't expect that Mo Chiwei would enter the house now, did Tang Xinyan forgive him?

No, it's impossible, how much Tang Xinyan hated Mo Chiwei, she could see clearly during this time.

"Xinyan, are you home?"

Cheng Ziqing suddenly shouted.

Tang Xinyan, who was feeding her son dumplings, couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard Cheng Ziqing. He came at the right time.

Wiping the corners of her son's mouth, Tang Xinyan walked out of the restaurant.

"Xinyan, I bought your favorite Chinese food." When Cheng Ziqing saw Tang Xinyan, he immediately picked up the bag in his hand, and his usual warm smile returned to his face.

"Okay, come in."

Tang Xinyan said with a smile.

Cheng Ziqing walked past Mo Chiwei and walked into the room.

This woman let Cheng Ziqing in so easily?Seeing the happy scene of Tang Xinyan chatting with Cheng Ziqing, Mo Chiwei was filled with jealousy.

"Come and eat together."

Tang Xinyan said with a smile.

Damn it, seeing Cheng Ziqing walking into the restaurant as if entering his own home, and the hostess acting so aggressively, Mo Chiwei let out a low curse.

But he went into the restaurant anyway.

"Xinyan, sit down, you like to eat." Cheng Ziqing put the dinner he brought on the plate one by one, and greeted Tang Xinyan with a smile on his face.

Tang Xinyan hugged the child and sat on Cheng Ziqing's body, with a sweet smile on her pretty face.

"Ziqing, thank you for taking care of me and the child." Tang Xinyan picked up a piece of sweet and sour ribs and put it on the plate in front of Cheng Ziqing.

Seeing Tang Xinyan give Cheng Ziqing something to eat, while completely ignoring his own existence, the fire of jealousy in Mo Chiwei's heart instantly burned even more vigorously.

"Woman, are you going to keep ignoring my existence like this?" Mo Chiwei never thought that he could be so impatient.

Tang Xinyan shrugged her shoulders.

"If you think I've neglected you, you can leave at any time. The gate of my house will not stop you from leaving." Tang Xinyan said with a smile, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"Son, dad hugs."

In front of Tang Xinyan, there was no longer any bargain, so Mo Chiwei directly set his eyes on his son.

"You brat, don't go."

Looking at the precious son sitting on the baby chair, and reaching out his hands to Mo Chiwei, Tang Xinyan's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knit together.

Mo Chiwei picked up his son smoothly and walked out of the restaurant.

Cheng Ziqing didn't stay for too long. After dinner, Tang Xinyan issued the order to evict guests as usual. Although it was a bit tactful, Cheng Ziqing understood the meaning.

"Xinyan, are you going to let him stay forever?" Cheng Ziqing said when he walked to the door, pointing to Mo Chiwei who was holding his son in the living room.

Tang Xinyan didn't expect that Mo Chiwei would stay for such a long time, but Tang Xinyan really couldn't understand Cheng Ziqing's demeanor of being the hostess.

"He is Rui'er's father."

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a fact that he couldn't change, especially when his son saw this father, he was extremely happy.

"Okay, I'm leaving first, you should think about it for yourself, don't forget, he also has a woman named Meng Baizhi." After saying this, Cheng Ziqing turned and left without looking back.

"Mo Chiwei, when are you leaving?"

Tang Xinyan did not close the door, but walked directly in front of Mo Chiwei, making it clear that she was driving him away.

"After the child falls asleep, I will go back. You have a lot of work to translate, right? Go to work. I will take care of the child, no problem."

Mo Chiwei said with a smile.

How the hell does he know he still has a lot of work to do?
"Mo Chiwei, you bastard, you're investigating me again? What right do you have to investigate me? We're already divorced." Tang Xinyan shouted at Mo Chiwei.

Perhaps it was because the voice was too loud, but the son who had been held in Mo Chiwei's arms all this time suddenly burst into tears.

Realizing that her voice had frightened her son, Tang Xinyan was full of self-blame.

"Baby, don't cry, you are a man, and you will protect your mother when you grow up."

Just as Tang Xinyan was about to take her son back, Yuwen Jingqing's gentle voice coaxing him rang in her ears.

Seeing Mo Chiwei's gentle face, and his son slowly smiling in his arms, Tang Xinyan really had a hard time imagining, is this the domineering king in the mall?

"Go to work, or the magazine society will remind you tomorrow."

Tang Xinyan took a deep breath.

"I'm done with work, you have to go."

After kissing her son's little face, Tang Xinyan returned to her room and started the job that would be handed over to the editor-in-chief the next morning.

Mo Chiwei hugged his son and returned to his room.

Although the room was not very big, Tang Xinyan decorated it very warmly, with a warm atmosphere everywhere.

It was almost early morning when Tang Xinyan processed all the documents and sent them to the editor-in-chief's mailbox as quickly as possible.

Finally got it done, it was too tiring.

Tang Xinyan, who had been sitting for several hours, stood up, stretched, and then walked to her son's room.

(End of this chapter)