Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

The air stagnated at this moment.

When the four eyes were facing each other, the kitchen curtain was suddenly lifted.

Mu Shixun leaned out, and a trace of helplessness and embarrassment appeared on Jun's face.

"Huanhuan, is it convenient for you to come over? I can't use your gas stove."

Yan Huan's eyes never left Li mingjue, but responded perfunctorily, "OK, I'll come right away."

With that, she bypassed the man, took the vase on the cabinet and walked to the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she cut the flower branches at will and inserted them into the bottle.

In his anger, he couldn't care whether it was good or not.

At this time, a big hand with distinct bones stretched out and took away the flower branches in her hand.

Yan Huan raised her eyes and just looked at Mu Shixun's gentle eyebrows.

"If you trim it like this, the flowers will cry."

Yan Huan looked at the messy roses in the vase and felt more depressed. "I haven't learned flower arrangement."

"It doesn't matter. I'll cut it."

The man said, took the scissors and cut the flower stem obliquely.

After Mu Shixun's manipulation, the roses in the vase were arranged orderly, which was much more beautiful than she had just trimmed.

Mu Shixun turned to look at her. "It's trimmed. It can be put in your bedroom."

Yan Huan was still thinking about someone outside the door, completely ignoring what Mu Shixun said.

Since she entered the door just now, the man has not come in. The dishes on the kitchen board have not been put into the pot. There is no reason not to come.

When he realized that a man was angry, his red lips pursed into a line.

"Huanhuan?"

The gentle male voice suddenly sounded. Yan Huan finally came back and looked at Mu Shixun.

"Sorry, I'm distracted. What did you say just now?"

Mu Shixun smiled faintly, "nothing, just want you to teach me how to use gas."

"Yes, look at my brain. I forget my business as soon as I come in."

Then she quickly walked to the side of the kitchen and taught Mu Shixun hand in hand according to the usual Li mingjue.

Mu Shixun looked at her softly, "Huanhuan, you seem to be very skilled. You must cook less at ordinary times?"

Yan Huan smiled, "no, Joe prefers his father's food to mine."

Mu Shixun's eyes flashed with joy and his tone was a little lonely. "Now think about it. In fact, I regret it. I should have spent more time with your mother and son."

Yan Huan frowned, "let him pass the past, not to mention, I don't care."

Mu Shixun smiled bitterly, "yes, it's hard to have someone who dotes on you like Mr. Li. I'm convinced at this point."

Yan Huan said helplessly, "it's just making a meal. How can it be spoiled?"

"I don't mean cooking."

Yan Huan looked back at him, "what's that?"

Mu Shixun looked puzzled, "don't you know? Mr. Li openly fought against Bai for you."

Yan Huan frowns. She naturally knows, but how does Mu Shixun know?

"Who told you?"

"No one needs to tell. It's all on the news."

Yan Huan looked dull, "what?"

"Yes, just this morning, Mr. Bai's video of kneeling and kowtowing to you is also going crazy on the Internet. I thought you knew."

Yan Huan hurried to take out his mobile phone, but suddenly remembered that his mobile phone had been left in the car.

She looked at Mu Shixun, "can you lend me your mobile phone?"

"Of course."

The man handed the cell phone directly.

Yan Huan looked at the password lock on the screen and frowned, "is the password?"

"Our wedding anniversary."

The atmosphere was strangely quiet.

Yan Huan pursed her lips. "Sorry, I don't remember."

Mu Shixun gave her a deep look, "it doesn't matter, I remember. It's February 22 of 15 years."

Yan Huan didn't say anything. Enter 150222 on the keyboard and the screen will unlock immediately.

The background picture of the mobile phone surprised her again.

That was the only group photo of her and Mu Shixun.

To be more precise, it's a candid shot.

In the photo, she is gesturing scissors to the camera, her smile is as bright as the light in April, and Mu Shixun only has a back.

She never said anything. She silently opened social software. Sure enough, the first hot search was Bai's CEO kneeling down and apologizing.

Click to go in and search. The top video is the picture of Bai Qingfeng kneeling in front of her and kowtowing and admitting his mistake.

Only the video was silenced, but the faces of the three were not mosaic.

The following comments are basically divided into three categories.

Someone asked who Bai Qingfeng was, discussed her relationship with Li mingjue, and blew their looks

Generally, only people in the circle will pay special attention to the entanglement of the upper class society.

Even if she and Li mingjue are high-value, they won't top the hot search. Undoubtedly, someone bought them.

Just thinking, the kitchen curtain was lifted and the man came in with a cold face.

Li mingjue didn't even look at them. He went straight to the chopping board and cooked the remaining dishes one by one.

Yan Huan looked at the man's indifferent back and stubbornly held back if he wanted to ask.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was excessively repressed.

She turned her head and looked at Mu Shixun. "You do it. I'm out."

"OK, don't worry. There will be delicious food soon."

Mu Shixun's tone seemed to coax her as a three-year-old. She subconsciously looked at the man who was cooking with his back to them.

Li mingjue calmly took the spoon and was not affected by them at all.

She pursed her lips, and with a sound, she went out of the kitchen.

Ji Yunchen just came back. Under the threat of a man, she had to dial Jolin's cell phone.

"Dudu..." no one answered the phone.

At that time, in the concert hall.

Jolin looked at the open stage, and her indifferent eyebrows gradually frowned.

She began to doubt the authenticity of the concert.

After all, a big pianist like yevgeni didn't make the news when he wanted to come to China for a concert?

She couldn't help saying, "isn't it time to play?"

"Right away."

Jolin pursed her lips and opened her mouth again. "Are you sure Evgeni will come?"

Xiuze truss tilted his head and looked at her. A pair of peach blossoms were full of thick smiles.

"He won't come."

"Actually, I lied to you. There was no concert today."

Her pupils suddenly constricted, not angry, not crazy.

But those cold eyes are as cool as autumn water.

She got up indifferently, turned and walked towards the gate.

Just after two steps, the melodious piano sounds suddenly.

The etude that had been learned hundreds of times suddenly appeared in her mind. She stopped, closed her eyes and listened quietly.

She did not expect that love beans like Xiuze Chang could play so well, no less than herself.

At the end of a song, when she was about to applaud, a familiar melody sounded slowly.

The tune was very green and tender, and even one or two turns were very stiff. It was a song that could not be called a song, but it made her goose bumps in an instant.

She turned stiffly and looked at the man on the stage.

The song was very short. When the last note stopped, the man suddenly turned his head and looked at her deeply.

At the moment when her eyes were opposite, Jolin's heart seemed to be hit.

His eyes became no longer only affectionate, but mixed with more attachment.

Jolin's voice trembled slightly as she opened her mouth.

"How do you... Know this song? You know him, don't you?"

Xiuze truss looked at her, his lips slightly raised, "Lin, long time no see."