He smiled and held An Hao tightly in his arms, ignoring her slight resistance: "That night Chenguang had a fever and was in a really bad state. He held my hand, with tears in his eyes, telling he wanted his mom! You weren’t ho, and he hoped Yuan Yunong would stay with him! I thought about the rumors if I let her in when you weren’t here, so I didn’t want her to co! But Chenguang felt so wronged! I didn’t want him to feel bad while sick; after all, he’s just a child. So I let Yuan Yunong co, and to avoid gossip, I asked Zhao Dong to co too!"
"Really?" An Hao looked up and asked.
"Of course it’s true! You don’t believe ?" Qin Jian was most worried about his wife’s feelings, "Did Liao Ting say sothing to you?"
"Yes. I ran into her as soon as I got back." An Hao truthfully recounted what Liao Ting had said.
Saying she didn’t mind would be a lie.
Qin Jian never ntioned this on the phone, so she still minded it a bit.
"That Liao Ting is really..." Qin Jian rarely disliked anyone, at most just indifferent, but this woman trying to cause trouble in his relationship with An Hao, he truly detested, "When she ca, it was indeed only and Yuan Yunong, Zhao Dong hadn’t arrived then, so... An Hao, tell , do you trust ?"
"Yes!" An Hao nodded affirmatively, "I trust you!"
"If you trust , then why are you upset?" Qin Jian looked at her worriedly, not wanting any rift between him and his wife due to misunderstandings.
"Silly!" An Hao frowned, pointing to her chest as she lowered her head and said, "Feelings are tricky like this. Even though I know you wouldn’t betray our love, there’s still a bit of sourness! Qin Jian, what should I do? I find it harder to accept other won approaching you! You know I’m selfish! In love, I’ve always been selfish! Very selfish!"
Hearing An Hao say this, Qin Jian sighed in relief, holding An Hao even tighter and leaned down to kiss her deeply.
As their lips and tongues entwined, An Hao heard his breathy voice say, "I... like your selfishness! Hope you’ll be selfish forever!"
An Hao let out a soft hum, closing her eyes and responding passionately.
In the kitchen, a tension like a spark ready to ignite into a blazing fire!
Suddenly, a loud shout ca from Chenyang in the living room: "Yeah! I’m going to win! I want to show mom my result!"
This childish voice imdiately doused the flas between them with cold water.
As the two hurried to separate, An Hao’s gaze casually swept across Qin Jian’s epaulettes, noticing sothing seed to be tangled under the button.
She reached out, carefully pinched and pulled it out. It turned out to be two or three long strands of hair.
"How did this get here?" she asked directly.
"Aren’t these hair strands?" Qin Jian looked at the strands in An Hao’s hand and said, "What’s wrong? Is there a problem?"
"They’re not mine!" An Hao replied.
"Not yours? If they’re not yours, whose hair would end up on my clothes?" Qin Jian looked at An Hao’s serious expression and couldn’t help but laugh, "Alright, stop joking, okay? My heart can’t handle your jokes."
"They’re really not mine." An Hao insisted, "Look at the length of this hair, my hair is definitely not this long!"
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