[69 Book Bar - www.] Time passed day by day, and the sultry heat in the air faded away without a trace. The cleaning speed of the sanitation workers could not keep up with the speed of falling leaves. As I walked, the wind in front of me floated up to my skin and penetrated into the shallow leaves.

It's cool, and in the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed by, and it's already the end of autumn.

Mu Anyou went directly to the kindergarten after get off work.

When I led Hui Hui home, I saw the black Phaeton parked on the roadside and the figure stepping out of the car. I was a little startled for a moment.

"Dad." Mu Hui cheered and threw himself into Zhan Aofan's arms.

Picking up his obviously tall little body, Zhan Aofan put a smile on his tired face, kissed his son's forehead, and asked softly: "Do you miss Dad?"

"Yes." Mu Hui nodded vigorously, his face full of joy.

"Have you just come back?" Mu Anyou asked softly. She knew that he went abroad on a business trip more than half a month ago.

"Yeah." Zhan Aofan nodded, and after leaving the airport, he sent Ning Kai away first. He drove all the way here, just to meet Huihui and...her.

He knew that she had quit her job at the Dior store and moved to another company to work as a translator. It had not been a long time, but she always felt that the person in front of her had changed a lot. The beige windbreaker made her skin become whiter, and the memory faded away.

She is delicate and pretty, and has washed away the haggardness of running for a living. The clothes are not designer clothes, but they are elegant and decent, and her face is full of happiness.

He actually didn't want to admit her change, and he didn't want to think about whether her change was for other people or things, because every time he touched it, his heart would always feel tangled and painful...

"Then you go back and rest early." Mu Anyou said, turning to look at his son and then said: "Huihui, come down, your father just came back from a business trip and is a little tired and needs to go back and rest." After saying that, he wanted to go back and rest.

Reach out to pick up your son.

Zhan Aofan stopped her movement and said, "It's okay, get in the car and I'll take you to dinner."

"Forget it, let's wait another day." Mu Anyou did not agree.

Zhan Aofan pursed his lips and whispered: "Today...it's my birthday." So, he wanted to have them by his side, even though he knew that she might not agree to eat this meal...but he still wanted to give it a try.

Mu Anyou was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that today was indeed his birthday.

Looking at her expression, Zhan Aofan knew that she had forgotten it a long time ago, or didn't want to remember it anymore. He laughed to himself, what else can you hope for? After being hurt like that, do you still expect her to never forget everything about you?

"Then... let Huihui accompany you, I won't go." Mu An smiled sadly and spoke slowly.

Zhan Aofan's eyes dimmed in an instant, and the light suddenly disappeared.

Mu Hui, who was sensitive, sensed something unusual in the air. He looked at his mother and then his father, then broke out of Zhan Aofan's arms, walked up to his mother, and begged in a low voice: "Mom, would you like to go to dinner with us?"

Okay? I want you and dad to stay with me."

Zhan Aofan's body froze. Because of his son's precocious sensibility, his heart felt warm. There was a bit of expectation in his gloomy eyes, and he stared at Mu Anyou's face for a moment.

After a moment of silence, Mu Anyou sighed secretly and said slowly: "I don't want to go to the restaurant. If you don't mind, just eat at home." There have been a lot of scandals recently about Chen Jieya being dumped and recuperating alone.

Although most

Sometimes the noise was unfounded, but the media's sense of smell has always been very sharp and frightening. There is no guarantee that Zhan Aofan will not be dug out by reporters, and then Hui Hui will be implicated. She will not allow even the slightest possibility. Therefore, she will never go out with him again.

Public places.

Zhan Aofan nodded hurriedly, picked up Mu Hui and walked forward with her. In fact, it didn't matter where he ate. What was important was that he wanted them to accompany him.

Especially tonight, this thought is so strong, whether he is despicable, humble, or selfish, because he knows that in a few days...

After entering the house, Mu Anyou put down her bag, took off her windbreaker and hung it up. She walked towards the kitchen and as soon as she put on her apron, a voice came from behind her: "Let me help you."

"No need, you can play with Hui Hui for a while." As he said this, he took out the vegetables, washed them, and cut them neatly.

Zhan Aofan stood quietly behind her, watching the hair on her forehead swaying slightly as she lowered her head. Several times he wanted to reach out his hand to help her move it behind her ears, but in the end he restrained and did not move.

Mu Anyou knew that he was standing behind her, and after speaking once, she didn't say anything to drive him out of the kitchen, but she didn't say anything either.

Not long after, four dishes and one soup were prepared. They were all home-cooked dishes. I turned off the power, and before I could say anything, the person behind me stepped forward: "I'll do it." After saying that, he reached out to pick up Mu Anyou.

Soup bowl in hand.

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly step forward. Mu Anyou turned around and bumped into his leaning body without warning. With a low cry, all the hot egg soup was poured on Zhan Aofan's chest.

"How are you? Are you burned?" Zhan Aofan asked anxiously.

Mu Anyou shook his head, staring at the mess on his chest, and apologized helplessly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you came over suddenly." After saying that, he walked to the bathroom.

When he came back, he had a towel on his hand and carefully wiped the soup on his chest and skirt.

Zhan Aofan just stared at her steadily, standing quietly and letting her move, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

A shallow breath blew into his ears, and warmth lingered between his neck. Mu Anyou trembled, suddenly realizing that the distance between the two was too close, and took a step back.

Zhan Aofan noticed her deliberate alienation, the light in his eyes dimmed for a moment, he raised his hand to cover it with a towel, and whispered: "I'll do it myself."

Just in line with this intention, Mu Anyou nodded and was about to let go of his hand, but saw that the entire back of his right hand was already red and there were still traces of egg blossoms, and he frowned slightly.

As if he could read what she was thinking, Zhan Aofan wiped away the stains attached to her with a towel and whispered: "It's okay."

It didn't really matter at first, but when he rubbed it, the red hand surface instantly felt burning pain due to external friction, and the wound looked swollen.

"Come with me." Mu Anyou's tone was obviously not good. After saying it coldly, she dragged her towel to the bathroom, and Zhan Aofan followed her wisely.

Turning on the faucet, Mu Anyou said, "Come here and rinse it with cold water. I'll look for any ointment for burns."

The pace of her departure was a little hurried. Inexplicably, Zhan Aofan felt a touch of joy in his heart, but it soon disappeared, and a hint of sadness appeared. He smiled wryly and said to himself, how could she be worried about him? She was afraid that he would bother her again.

Is it causing trouble?

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