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She stood just like that under the lush trees, her eyebrows curved, her expression lively, and the smile on her lips unbroken. Even if he couldn't hear what they were saying, Lu Jingchuan could still imagine the tenderness in Qing Wan's words.
Lu Jingchuan's expression darkened, and he stood watching Qingwan talking to the person on the other side of the phone. Sometimes he frowned slightly, and sometimes his eyebrows relaxed. Such Qingwan was so agile and intelligent that he had never seen before. Relax.
Twenty minutes later, Qing Wan reluctantly hung up the phone. Jin Yi could talk more and more recently and learned things quickly. Although she said some ordinary words, Qing Wan felt that Extra ironing.
After hanging up the phone, I turned around and seemed to see something flashing past the door. I looked carefully, but there was nothing.
Maybe she is overthinking.
Back in the living room, Qingwan had a smile on her lips, and her mood had improved visibly.
Lu Jingchuan was still sitting on the sofa reading a book as when she left. Qing Wan's heart moved and she wanted to take down the drawing board and draw.
Who would have thought that as soon as this thought came to his mind, Lu Jingchuan closed the book and walked upstairs.
"Are you going to the study?"
Lu Jingchuan didn¡¯t answer and went straight upstairs.
Qing Wan didn¡¯t take it to heart. She went to the temporarily arranged studio and made a sketch with pencil.
In more than two years, Qingwan has become somewhat famous. Recently, people have been asking for sketches, but she is not in the mood to accept them.
After drawing a cute fat baby like a New Year picture, Qingwan put down the brush with a smile, and the suppressed melancholy in her heart resurfaced.
I don¡¯t know what Lu Jingchuan¡¯s reaction would be if he found out that he had an almost two-year-old son without knowing it.
¡° Moreover, judging from the way Lu Jingchuan treats Qinglang, he doesn¡¯t seem to particularly like children.
Biting her lip, Qingwan went to the kitchen to pour a glass of hot milk and knocked on the study door.
"Enter."
"It's almost eleven o'clock, it's time to go to bed." Qingwan put the hot milk in her hand on the desk.
Lu Jingchuan looked at her, his eyes even a little sharp.
Qing Wan¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and then she realized that what she said was wrong.
It seems as if the wife is urging her husband who works overtime to go back and rest.
"If you still have work to finish, it's okay to go a little later." Qing Wan lowered her eyes to cover up the disappointment in her eyes, but her eyes fell on the vase on the desk.
The vase is simple white, clean and elegant, but Qing Wan clearly remembers that there was no such white vase when she entered the study last time.
¡° Moreover, there were no flowers in the vase, just a simple white vase placed at Lu Jingchuan¡¯s hand.
Although I was doubtful tonight, I didn¡¯t ask any questions and whispered, ¡°Then I¡¯ll leave first.¡±
Lu Jingchuan watched Qing Wan leave without saying a word to stop her.
After Qing Wan left, Lu Jingchuan took out a rose from the drawer and placed it in the vase.
It was the one Qingwan gave him a few days ago.
Lu Jingchuan looked at the still beautiful rose quietly, with emotions in his eyes.
He picked up the phone and wanted to have someone investigate what Qingwan had been doing these past few days, and who was the person on the other end of the phone that Qingwan treated so tenderly.
But after a while, Lu still put down his phone.
Qingwan looked at the big bed belonging to Lu Jingchuan and hesitated whether to sleep in the guest room.
After all, she has been feeling unwell these past few days and there is nothing she can do to satisfy Lu Jingchuan.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lu Jingchuan standing outside the door. Qing Wan was stunned for a moment. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com