Where Our Marriage Goes

This evening, Xiao Ruhua is the protagonist. She is dressed in a decent Pink Lace Princess Dress and a gorgeous crown. Under the support of everyone, the little girl is like a princess from a fairy tale.

This picturesque birthday was the happiest one in my memory, because in addition to loving her grandparents, mother and godmother, she also had her father. She knew that the restaurant was ordered by her father and the cake was bought by her father. When she got up early this morning, her father gave her a sweet happy birthday kiss.

With everyone's blessing, Xiao Ruhua began to blow candles and make wishes.

She solemnly made her birthday wish.

"Baby, tell godmother what wish you made?" ye Chuxin couldn't wait to ask.

Xiao Ruhua looked at ye Chuxin, then slowly set his eyes on his parents, slightly pondered for a while, and the little girl slowly opened her mouth; "I made three wishes. The first wish is to wish grandpa and grandma a long and healthy life, the second wish is to hope that my parents and I will always be together, and the third wish is to hope that godmother will marry uncle Mu as soon as possible and give me a little sister."

The little girl said all her three birthday wishes in one breath and won a full house of applause.

"My baby is so good and sensible. Kiss her mother." ye Chuxin took xiaoruhua in his arms and kissed her pink face several times.

The birthday party ended in a happy and warm atmosphere.

At more than 8 p.m., Qin Zhiyuan drove back to their family of three with Xiao Ruhua and Yingxue.

Not long after the car went out, Yingxue's cell phone rang. She frowned slightly at the caller ID. the phone was from Zhang Jiahe. Today is Xiao Ruhua's birthday. There can't be indifferent. Is Zhang Jiahe calling to give his daughter a gift?

Yingxue hesitates and picks up the phone.

Because Xiao Ruhua is nearby, Yingxue can't be as rude to Zhang Jiahe at the other end of the phone as usual; "Why did you call?"

Yingxue's voice has been softened as much as possible, but it still seems a little stiff. Qin Zhiyuan, sitting in the front driving position, has guessed who called.

"Xiaoxue; I want to meet my daughter and say happy birthday to her in person. Can you bring her?" Zhang Jiahe's voice is unusually gentle, even with a little pity.

Yingxue's head stopped for a few seconds before it returned to normal operation; "Yes, you can say a place. It's impossible to go to your house."

Zhang Jiahe was relieved to hear Yingxue's happy promise; "I'll send you the address later. I'll wait here."

Yingxue gave a sound and hung up the phone.

"Mom; is it my father who called?" asked Xiao Ruhua carefully.

Because she was right next to Yingxue, she naturally heard the contents of the phone just now.

"It's your father. He wants to see you. Let's meet him later." Yingxue is saying. Her cell phone rings and a text message comes in.

Zhang Jiahe has sent the address to Yingxue. After reading the address, she tells Qin Zhiyuan; "You take us to the Ruyi building on Fuzhou road first."

Qin Zhiyuan gave a faint answer and continued to concentrate on driving.

"Dad; don't be unhappy because I went to see my father. You will always be the best father in painting." xiaoruhua seemed to be aware of Qin Zhiyuan's loss or afraid that he was unhappy, so he said these warm words.

Qin Zhiyuan looked at xiaoruhua's innocent face through the rearview mirror, and his heart was filled with warmth.

Qin Zhiyuan slowed down a little, then turned back and smiled at the little girl; "Honey, dad is not unhappy. I'm too happy to have another person who loves my little princess."

Qin Zhiyuan quickly turned back and continued to drive with concentration.

For about ten minutes, the car stopped at the gate of Ruyi building on Fuzhou road.

This Ruyi building is a medium and high-end restaurant on Fuzhou road. The people who come here to consume are people with medium and high living standards.

After getting off the bus, Yingxue leads xiaoruhua's hand to the restaurant. Qin Zhiyuan waits silently in the car. At the moment, his mood is very complicated.

He knows that Yingxue's taking xiaoruhua to see Zhang Jiahe will not affect his marriage, but he is still so uncomfortable. He really hopes that Zhang Jiahe and Yingxue's mother and daughter will never meet again in this life.

Yingxue takes xiaoruhua into the restaurant and goes directly to a VIP box on the second floor.

Gently knocked on the door, and soon the shutter was opened from inside.

It was Zhang Jiahe who opened the door for his mother and daughter.

"Xiaoxue, draw; you're here at last. Come in quickly." Zhang Jiahe's smiling into a flower when he sees his mother and daughter appear in front of him.

"Picturesque baby; Dad, happy birthday and grow up!" Zhang Jiahe wanted to give xiaoruhua a big hug, but xiaoruhua hid behind his mother.

Yingxue gently pinches xiaoruhua's hand to signal her to call her father, but xiaoruhua opens her mouth to the boss, and the word "father" can't be called out.

In the box, in addition to Zhang Jiahe, there are the second old man of Zhang Jia and the cub of Zhang Jiahe and Chen Lingsheng - Zhang Tianyu.

"Draw; call grandpa and grandma, and brother Tianyu." Zhang Jiahe introduced Xiao Ruhua with a smile. Xiao Ruhua blinked at the three people, weakly called, Grandpa called grandma, then came to Zhang Tianyu, and took the initiative to hold his arm; "Brother Tianyu, I didn't expect that we would be born by a father."

For this half brother, Xiao Ruhua seems very warm and close. After all, they had a very beautiful friendship at the same table in the past.

Compared with Xiao Ruhua's enthusiasm, Zhang Tianyu is much colder. Seeing Xiao Ruhua, he is no longer the enthusiastic deskmate in the past. The expression on his face is light, even with a little hostility.

"I don't want to be a father with you." Zhang Tianyu shook away his picturesque hand.

Zhang Jiahe saw that his son was so unkind to his sister, and his face immediately sank; "Tianyu, how can you treat your sister like this? You are a brother. You should take good care of your sister."

Zhang Tianyu was not afraid of being scolded by his father. He snorted at Xiao Ruhua, and then ran to the corner.

"Dear princess, this is your birthday present from your grandparents and dad." Zhang Jiahe put a big box in front of Xiaoru picture, and then slowly opened the box. There are gold bracelets, gold necklaces, all kinds of beautiful hairy toys and chocolate fruit, etc. in addition, old lady Zhang took the two bags to Xiaoru picture and said with a smile; "Honey, this is the dress grandma bought for you. You must put it on when you see grandma next time."

Although there were many gifts, Xiao Ruhua didn't seem very happy. In her eyes, everyone here except Zhang Tianyu was strange. Although it was her own father and grandparents, she really had no feelings for them.

"Mom, let's go. Dad is still waiting for us outside." Xiao Ruhua begged weakly holding Yingxue's clothes.

As soon as she heard that xiaoruhua was leaving, old lady Zhang quit. She stretched out her hand and dragged xiaoruhua into her arms; "My baby has just come. Why are you leaving? Grandpa, grandma and dad miss you very much. Please accompany us for a while."

For this strange embrace, small picturesque seems very exclusive. She can break free, but the old lady holds her too tightly; "I'm going home, I'm going home."

I can't get rid of Xiao Ruhua. I just cry.

"Mom, let Xiaoxue go with her painting. It's getting late. It's time for her to go to bed." Zhang Jiahe said reluctantly. His heart was already broken to see his daughter crying.

He also wanted to stay with his daughter for a while, but his daughter didn't accept it, so he had to let go.

Mrs. Zhang reluctantly loosened the picturesque in her arms, finally got free, and then threw herself into her mother's arms.

"I'm sorry; painting is very tired today. It's time to go to bed at this time. Besides, it takes a long process for her to accept you." Yingxue can't forgive Zhangjia people, but she doesn't want to hate them anymore. At the moment, xiaoruhua's rejection of them has stabbed them in the heart, which is enough.

"Then go back with your painting. Today you can bring her to see us. We are very satisfied." Zhang Jiahe looked at Yingxue's eyes and said sincerely.

Yingxue said faintly; "Don't affect your current family because of the emergence of painting. I don't want painting to be involved in your and Chen Ling's life. I think you know better than me what she is."

Through Zhang Tianyu's hostility towards Xiao Ruhua, Yingxue can guess that Chen Ling usually brainwashes her son. Obviously, Zhang Tianyu regards Xiao Ruhua as the enemy who robbed him of his father.

Zhang Jiahe understood Yingxue's meaning. He said it seriously; "Don't worry, I don't allow anyone to hurt my daughter. I know I shouldn't sue for your child before. I know it's best for my daughter to follow you. I'll be satisfied as long as I see her occasionally. If anyone dares to hurt her, I won't allow it."

Yingxue wants Zhang Jiahe's attitude. Since everything that should be said has been explained, it's not necessary to stay here.

Five minutes later, Yingxue takes xiaoruhua out of the restaurant. In her hand, she carries a gift from Zhang Jia to xiaoruhua. That's their intention. She still wants to accept it for her daughter.

At the moment, Qin Zhiyuan has been standing in front of the car waiting anxiously. He doesn't smoke much on weekdays, but he puffs in the clouds here. When he sees that his mother and daughter are getting closer and closer to him, Qin Zhiyuan's heart slowly returns to his stomach. He slowly extinguishes the smoke, and then helps his mother and daughter open the door.

Not long after getting on the bus, Xiao Ruhua fell asleep.

Afraid of Yingxue's picturesque sleep, Yingxue and Qin Zhiyuan basically didn't talk much.

After getting home, Qin Zhiyuan put xiaoruhua on the bed. Yingxue came in to help her take off her clothes and cover the quilt.

When she got to the living room, Yingxue sat directly on Qin Zhiyuan's lap. She put her hand around the man's neck and whispered softly in his ear; "You're so annoying. You promised me never to smoke again, but you just broke the rules. I don't allow you to keep your words."

Qin Zhiyuan patted Yingxue on the back and said slowly; "I really don't want you to take pictures to see zhangjiaren, but I can't do that. I want to collapse when I think of your mother and daughter with them, even if it's only a few minutes."

"Mr. Qin, don't worry. Your wife and children can't run away. You think I want to see them. If I can, I really hope they disappear from the earth. Sometimes I especially want to be a mother who transmits negative energy to my children. In that case, I don't have to take my daughter to see zhangjiaren, but reason tells me that the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation shouldn't continue. Painting should live in Yangyang Light, rain and dew. "Yingxue said this is not to comfort Qin Zhiyuan, but it is indeed her heartfelt words.

Qin Zhiyuan knows she shouldn't put pressure on Yingxue. It's not easy for her.

Qin Zhiyuan looked at Yingxue's tender eyes and said softly; "Xiaoxue, I know your difficulties. Maybe I care too much about you, so -"

Yingxue smiles; "I know you are worried, because you love me too much, brother Zhiyuan; I think I am so happy now. If we have the next life, we must love each other at the best time and don't miss each other's every minute."

Unconsciously, Yingxue's eyes are already glittering. She is really satisfied with her current life and is grateful to Qin Zhiyuan for giving her enough deep love and tolerance.

Qin Zhiyuan bowed his head and gently kissed Snow's lips. He wanted to respond to the confession of the person in his arms with the warmth and tenderness on his lips.

After only staying with Xiao Ruhua for more than ten minutes, old lady Zhang was very dissatisfied.

When she got home, she nagged in Zhang Jiahe's ear; "Son, you have a good discussion with Xiaoxue and ask her to promise us that she can bring the painting to get along with us on Saturday or Sunday. She is the flesh and blood of our family, but she has been willing to be close to outsiders. It's hard for me to think about it."

As long as I think of my granddaughter as a stranger, the old lady wants to cry sadly.

Old man Zhang sighed helplessly and said in a secluded way; "The child lives well there. Let's not disturb her. We'll just meet her once in a while."

Zhang Jiahe hurriedly followed the old man's words; "Yes, yes, painting. Now life is very stable and happy. Let's not bother. When she grows up, she will know who is kissing and who is sparse."

Chen Ling eavesdropped on the conversation between her husband and her mother-in-law outside the door for a while, then left quickly and went to her son Tianyu's room.

It's late. Zhang Tianyu doesn't mean to go to bed. He's still playing games on his tablet.

Chen Ling grabbed the tablet in her son's hand and put it aside, which made Tianyu very unhappy.

"Son; mom asked you what your father and grandparents gave Lu Ruhua as a gift this evening. Did they give Lu Ruhua or her mother money or passbook?" Chen Ling didn't want her son to follow her to see any younger sister, but she was afraid that the three adults would give Yingxue's mother and daughter money behind their backs. He wanted his son to follow her, so that she could be his eyes and ears.