Chen Qianxun didn't think much about Jin Muhan's solemn statement that her hands were precious, thinking that this was probably a gentleman's statement.

Twenty minutes later, they returned to the apartment.

Jin Muhan said, "I'll go make dinner."

"good."

After one night, their relationship became more familiar.

During the conversation, it was extremely natural, like an old friend who had known each other for many years.

Jin Muhan knew how to carry the bag into the kitchen and sorted the things one by one.

Soon, the setting sun was setting, the sky gradually became dark, and every household was brightly lit.

The study room was on, and before dinner, Chen Qianxun had nothing to do and was thinking about work, but he couldn't calm down.

Wei Yanran used to have no surname Wei, but Nan. They were neighbors. They grew up and attended a school. Nan Shijing was friends with her mother Chen Qianxun for many years.

During this unexpected meeting, Chen Qianxun didn't want to recall the past, but the past was like a fountain and could not stop it.

She remembered that she had just returned home from school the day after her 14th birthday. The family photo hanging on the wall was beyond recognition, and there were still a few drops of blood on it.

Without buffering time, Chen Zhiyi went to his face with red and swollen eyes and said, "Mom is going to divorce your father, Ah Xun, let's go with mom."

Chen Qianxun wanted to ask why, but when Nan Shijing saw her figure swaying before her, she stood in the stairwell on the second floor, looking down at them from a high place.

She still remembers Nan Shijing's lipstick, and the rubbed lipstick was stained on Wei Xingzhou's white shirt.

That scene hurt Chen Qianxun's eyes.

Even Wei Yanran's words of pride and showing off are still vivid in her memory, "My mother said that my father is Uncle Wei, not fake, but the kind of biological child!"

"Now your mother is going to divorce Uncle Wei, and Uncle Wei will be my own father from now on."

"But it's all right to say whether you have a father or not. Uncle Wei doesn't love you at all. He loves me, haha."

In Shen Qianxun’s impression, Chen Zhiyi is gentle and powerful, and has excellent work ability. WS has been successfully listed in five years after its establishment, becoming a large company for every household Yu Xiao.

Later, Nan Shijing took over the main character and snatched away the Jiangshan WS that Chen Zhiyi had worked hard to build. On the same day, she had a car accident and slept for three months. When she woke up, her memory was damaged and she stayed at the age of twelve.

What a good woman her mother is, but she was deceived by Wei Xingzhou for more than ten years and ended up having nothing.

——Bang!

The water cup on the table fell to the ground and shattered. Chen Qianxun's thoughts were regained, his eyes were red, and his lips were bleeding from biting.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened it again, she had returned to calm.

Chen Qianxun looked at the broken cup, squatted down, and was about to pick it up and throw it away from the trash can.

"Don't touch it."

Chen Qianxun stopped.

Jin Muhan came in from outside, his face slightly darkened, and he was a little tight, "I'll do it."

"I can do it myself."

"It will hurt your hands."

Chen Qianxun didn't say anything again.

She watched Jin Muhan clean up the glass fragments and took out the carpet wet with water and put it on the balcony to dry it.

It can't help but feel a bit of a reversal of the host and the guest.

After packing up, Chen Qianxun held his forehead: "I've caused you trouble."

Jin Muhan said nothing, his eyes fell on her face, and slowly said, "Your lips are broken."

Chen Qianxun hides the smell of blood. He knows it is broken, but it will probably be inconvenient to eat later.

"Does it hurt?"

Under the light, Jin Muhan's face seemed a little pale.

Chen Qianxun subconsciously shook his head, after shaking his head, he pulled the wound down and nodded again.

Jin Muhan asked: "I'll go buy medicine."

Before Chen Qianxun could say anything, the man had already left the study room.

Ten minutes later—

Jin Muhan took the medicine and came back.

The wound is in the lower right corner of the lower lip, and the bite is a bit heavy, so the wound looks deep.

Chen Qianxun sat on the tatami, his head tilted up, and his swan's neck was white and graceful.

She hugged her knees with her hands and her eyelashes trembled.

Jin Muhan held a cotton swab in his hand, cleaned up the blood stains, squeezed some ointment on the cotton swab, and applied it very gently, as if he was afraid of causing pain to the person.

Chen Qianxun's jaw was gently pinched, and she raised her eyes and looked at Jin Muhan. The more she looked, the more she felt that this man looked good and had a deep look, but at this moment, she was focused and serious.

a long time--

Jin Muhan said: "Okay, I'll do it again after dinner."

"oh."

Seeing Jin Muhan walking out again, Chen Qianxun couldn't help but raise his hand and grab his cuff.

Jin Muhan turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Qianxun almost wanted to say that I was in a bad mood, can you coax me with your voice?

It's like the sound of a good medicine, it will definitely benefit.

However, she was silent, shameless and couldn't say anything.

"Cooking, is there any place I can help with?"

In fact, Chen Qianxun’s cooking skills are not good, and it can even be described as bad. She took care of Chen Zhiyi alone and didn’t know how she got through those years.

Jin Muhan nodded and said yes.

In the kitchen, Chen Qianxun was breaking beans. She watched Jin Muhan holding a kitchen knife in her hand and cut the eggplant into thin pieces. Each one was about the same size, which showed that the knife skills were perfect.

Then cut a tomato into small pieces. Finally, I felt too much, so I grabbed a piece and handed it to Chen Qianxun’s mouth.

Chen Qianxun opened his mouth and bit it and tasted it: "Well, it's a bit sour."

"Cook soup, sour and appetizing."

Jin Muhan washed the vegetables he wanted to make tonight and cut them into pieces, except for Chen Qianxun’s beans.

He put down the kitchen knife, stood behind Shen Qianxun, and raised his hand.

"Low your head down." Jin Muhan's gentle and low voice sounded in his ears.

Chen Qianxun subconsciously shrank his head.

Jin Muhan opened the cabinet above to get the plate. In this position, he seemed to be circling the person in front of him from behind.

In an instant, Jin Muhan returned to his original position.

"Jin Muhan, I'll take whatever you want for you."

Jin Muhan smiled: "The salt in the box is gone."

"I remember buying more than ones before." Chen Qianxun started looking for salt. She didn't remember where to put it. She looked for it. Finally, she saw a pack of white things in a drawer. She thought it was salt and handed it over directly.

Jin Muhan's smile deepened: "Qianxun, that's sugar."

Chen Qianxun: "..."

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The experience of Chihiro’s mother is actually even darker and not as simple as the surface. Why do we take it slowly?

Some little cutie asked the heroine if she likes wearing cheongsams so much. It’s often inconvenient. In fact, it’s not bad. If she goes to the construction site for inspection, the heroine will definitely change her clothes and will not wear high heels. In normal times, wearing cheongsams will not have any big problems.

I don’t have the permission to reply to the reading side. If I see any questions, I will answer them outside the question.

Finally, actively bubbling, don’t keep your literature~

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