Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

After a long meeting, Ke Chencai reached out and dried her tears. She turned around and held Mo Xiaochu in her arms.

Although Mo Xiaochu is only eight years old this year, he is not low and has reached the waist position of Ke Chen.

Ke Chen held Mo Xiaochu in his arms.

"What kind of person does Xiao Chu think Ganma is?"

The voice of the course was slightly hoarse. Mo Xiaochu raised his head from Ke Chen's arms. His big eyes saw the depths of Ke Chen's eyes.

"Godmother is a good person and is very good to me and Mommy."

Mo Xiaochu's innocent voice reached Ke Chen's ears, and Ke Chen's eyes were ruddy again.

She turned her back quickly.

"Xiao Chu, go and do your homework, godmother. Now you're ready."

Mo Xiaochu nodded, came to the living room and continued to play Sudoku.

Ke Chen's eyes have become much more firm at this time. Since Mo Jing and Mo Xiaochu think they are good people, she doesn't need to care about other people's ideas.

Although so, Ke Chen's heart is still slightly uncomfortable.

The doorbell outside the apartment rang. Mo Xiaochu looked up from the book. He ran to the door and was about to open the door.

"Don't open the door,"

Ke Chen didn't take off his scarf in time. He stood in front of the kitchen door with a knife and looked at the closed door.

Mo Xiaochu was slightly surprised. He turned his head and saw Ke Chen's panic.

"Don't open the door."

Mo Xiaochu didn't ask much, so he put his hand down and continued to return to the living room, playing Sudoku.

Ke Chen stared at the door and stayed for a long time before slowly entering the kitchen. Her figure seemed very lonely.

Jian Qing stood outside Ke Chen's apartment. He still kept ringing the doorbell, but after a long time, he still didn't see anyone coming to open the door for himself.

Jian Qing put down his hand in disappointment. He leaned against the door frame and slowly rowed down, burying his head in his arms.

He knew that Ke Chen was at home, but Ke Chen would not open the door by himself now. Originally, he could guess something vaguely.

It is all because of the company's gossip that Ke Chen is alienated from himself again.

Jian Qing is like a defeated lion, dejected and without the slightest fighting spirit.

Ke Chen quickly cooked the food. She brought the food to the table. Mo Xiaochu wisely opened the chair and sat on the chair.

Ke Chenchong touched Mo Xiaochu's head,

"You're hungry. Eat quickly."

Mo Xiaochu nodded and pocketed the food in his mouth.

But Ke Chen seemed to have no appetite, and his eyes glanced at the door from time to time.

Her mouth is biting chopsticks. She hasn't taken a bite of the food since it was brought to the table.

Mo Xiaochu raised his head from the meal and looked at Ke Chen.

"Let uncle Jianqing come in. He's so poor."

Mo Xiaochu looked at Ke Chen begging.

Although Mo Xiaochu doesn't know what happened between adults, he can vaguely guess who is standing at the door through his observation of Jian Qing and Ke Chen these days.

Ke Chen and uncle Jianqing seem to have happened something unpleasant recently. The meeting between them is very embarrassing and strange.

Ke Chen heard Mo Xiaochu say so, her mouth opened slightly, obviously frightened, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes.

"The door is not your uncle Jianqing. It may be a bad man."

Ke Chen said these words, humbly lowered his head and hurriedly took a few bites of rice from his mouth.

Mo Xiaochu rolled his eyes. Godmother really thinks of herself as a child all the time and everywhere.

"I think if there is any misunderstanding, it's better to explain it face to face."

Mo Xiaochu murmured to himself. His voice was very light, but it clearly spread in Ke Chen's ears.

Ke Chen stopped eating and stared at the food in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Jian Qing almost thought Ke Chen would not open the door for herself today. When she was discouraged, she saw the door in front of her door open.

Jane Qing looked up in surprise and saw Ke Chen standing in the door, looking at herself coldly.

Jane Qing quickly sat up from the ground and patted the soil on her body.

"You are finally willing to open the door for me."

Jane's tone was full of surprises.

"Let's talk."

What has not changed is still the alienation in Ke Chen's tone.

When Jian Qing heard this sentence, there was a flash of panic in his eyes. After a long time, he still nodded.

Jianqing takes Ke Chen to the cafe not far from Ke Chen's apartment.

The coffee shop is newly opened. The decoration style is very European and American. It looks very quiet inside. At this time, it is seven or eight o'clock in the evening. There are not many people in the coffee shop.

Jane Qing took Ke Chen in. The waiter immediately went forward enthusiastically and put the menu on their table.

"What would you like to drink, sir and miss?"

Jian Qing deeply handed the menu to Ke Chen. Ke Chen closed the menu without looking at the slightest bit.

"Have a latte."

Her voice was so cold that she couldn't help but let the waiter look at her more.

"Me too."

Jian Qing seemed to be aware of Ke Chen's seriousness. He put his palm on his side and held it tightly.

I don't know why, there was a sense of cramp in my heart, and my body was a little nervous.

The waiter stepped back and soon put two lattes on the table. The latte rose slowly with hot air.

"What are you going to say?"

At this moment, Jianqing dared not look directly into Ke Chen's eyes. He threw his eyes at the window.

At this time, the night outside had slowly risen, and the two of them were reflected on the window.

Jian Qing observes Ke Chen's strategy through the window. Ke Chen's side face is very cold and gorgeous, which looks very amazing.

Jane Qing looked at it and lost her mind.

When kechen heard what Jianqing said, he didn't hurry to answer him. He picked up the latte on the table and drank half a cup.

The bitter taste of latte rippled in her mouth and made her frown slightly.

"You must have heard the gossip of the company today."

Ke Chen put down his cup. The coffee cup collided with the marble table and made a crisp sound, which made Jane's voice tremble uncontrollably.

Jianqing feels that her breathing is tight all of a sudden. No matter how suppressed, it is of little use.

He knew it was a great blow to kerchen.