"Are you back?" Nangong Yi asked while holding his daughter and looking at the figure at the door.

Qianqian nodded and said with a smile on her face: "Yi, are you hungry? Do you want me to cook for you?"

"When did you learn how to cook?" Nangong Yi stared at Qianqian with a puzzled face.

Qianqian scratched the back of her head and then remembered that she didn't seem to know how to do anything: "I, Ling Qianqian, am naturally beautiful. Is it so difficult to learn how to cook?" Qianqian said and walked to the kitchen.

Nangong Yi was a little curious and followed him. Watching Qianqian clumsily put on the apron and start arranging the dishes in the kitchen, one can imagine how Qianqian messed up.

"I'll do it." Nangong Yi walked in with the baby in his arms, looking at Qianqian who didn't know what to do and smiled faintly.

Qianqian immediately pouted in dissatisfaction and muttered: "Don't you believe I can do it? Go and hold your daughter and wait for me in the living room."

Seeing Qianqian's temper about to get angry, Nangong Yi finally had to carry his daughter back to the living room and sit on the sofa to wait for their meal. He only heard a crackling sound coming from the kitchen, and then a certain woman screamed: "Ah...

"

Nangong Yi immediately nervously put his daughter on the sofa and ran to the kitchen to see Qianqian. He only saw her holding her fingers and shouting: "It hurts, it hurts..." She really didn't know what to do.

How can it be that food is so difficult?

"I told you to come, look at you! You must be hurt." Nangong Yi took Qianqian's finger and put it in his mouth without forgetting to criticize.

Qianqian just looked at Nangong Yi. Maybe Mu Han was right. If he didn't recall it, maybe she and Nangong Yi would be very happy, very happy!!

"No, I'll do it myself." Qianqian shyly took her finger out of Nangong Yi's mouth, then blew it gently to prepare herself to post a cute picture.

Looking at Qianqian who was about to continue, Nangong Yi finally couldn't help but put his hands on Qianqian's sides: "Miss, if you are busy, our baby girl and I will starve to death."

"It's not that serious, right?" Ling Qianqian was a little scared. What should she do if her food really didn't taste good?

In the end, she finally compromised and handed the messy kitchen back to Nangong Yi. Nangong Yi rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start working on breakfast. Qianqian held her daughter at the door of the kitchen and looked at Nangong Yi's busy figure, lightly warning herself.

Qianqian! You can try to accept her, you can!'.

But in the end, she still put her heart away. Since she couldn't give it away, she buried it deep so that no one could see it. Ling Qianqian only realized when she saw the dishes placed in front of her that the rice was good.

Eat, but it’s really hard to make, not ordinary!

"Qianqian, try this new dish I made today. The ingredients are very good." Nangong Yi picked up a piece of meatball and handed it to Qianqian. Qianqian nodded and held the meatball in her mouth. Wow! It's really fragrant and delicious.

It's creamy and tastes great! It seems that Nangong Yi hasn't been in vain these past few years.

Nangong Yi looked at Ling Qianqian nervously and asked lightly: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

"Ah... not bad." In order not to embarrass myself, I just said this in a calm tone, but I ate bite after bite with my chopsticks, as if I had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

Suddenly, at the moment of eating, a picture seemed to flash through her mind. The man's face made Qianqian stunned. Why was it him? Why?

Thinking of this, Qianqian took a look at the baby who was in Nangong Yi's arms, and shook her head gently. Maybe it was fantasy! All of this was impossible, it was too dramatic.

"Qianqian, have you eaten? When you're full, I'll take it to the kitchen." Nangong Yi said softly, but Qianqian didn't seem to hear her and didn't know what she was doing.

Qianqian nodded mechanically, keeping her eyes on the baby in her arms. He really didn't look like an ordinary person. Could it be that he was Nangong Yi's child?

Could it be that the absurdity of that night was him? There was a kind of despair and a little flutter in my heart.

She didn't know how to describe it, but he didn't want her baby to have a father. No matter who her father was, she would find it. Even if he was a family man, she would let her child recognize his ancestor.

"Qianqian, Qianqian..." Nangong Yi looked at Ling Qianqian in disbelief and shook her body vigorously.

Qianqian turned around and glanced at Nangong Yi sheepishly, then said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"The baby went to nurse and then went to sleep." Nangong Yi didn't know why, but he felt that Qianqian had changed a lot, as if he had gone somewhere else.

Hearing Nangong Yi's words, Qianqian handed the baby in her hand to her, and then said to Nangong Yi: "I want to go out for a while, you can look after the house."

After saying that, she turned around and left the villa. She was going to Mu Han to find out why she was trying to accept it.

After Nangong Yi watched Ling Qianqian leave, he came to the phone and called Nangong Ye: "Hello, who is this?"

"It's me." Nangong Yi's deep voice stunned Nangong Ye.

Then he smiled faintly and asked, "Why did you bother to call me again? What's wrong? What happened?" Nangong Yi hurriedly packed up the documents.

"Qianqian, she has recovered her memory..." Nangong Yi knew that it was only a matter of time before I knew it.

When Nangong Yi heard that there was no sound over there, he knew that his brother was not quite clear yet: "I said Qianqian has recovered her memory..."

"Really? What's going on?" Nangong Yeshou paused for a long time and then began to get busy. In fact, this was a shock and excitement to him.

But he won't try to save anything, because Qianqian is already married and has a child, and it won't help no matter how he tries to save her! So he gave up and gave up on this relationship.
Chapter completed!