Huo Jingchen's gaze was deep, and the threat in his eyes was self-evident. On the other side, Yang Jingqiu was staring at her like a tiger. If she dared to say a wrong word, she would kick her out of the house in the next second.
Zhao Siqing only felt a crow fly over her head. With two burning gazes, she was silent for a while before she slowly said, "I'm... full. "
After saying that, Zhao Siqing put down her bowl and chopsticks and turned to run.
This was a hades'fight, wasn't it?
She couldn't afford to offend one or two of them.
Zhao Siqing went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea. Then, she didn't return to the dining room. Instead, she sat on the Sofa in the living room and watched TV.
Because it was Christmas, the programs on TV seemed to be much livelier.
Zhao Siqing turned her head to look at the steam on the glass. In a trance, she felt that it hadn't been this lively for many years.
After having a full meal, Yang Jingqiu planned to go upstairs to rest.
When she passed by the Sofa, she stopped and looked at Zhao Siqing and said coldly, "don't let him stay here for the night. "
Zhao Siqing looked at Yang Jingqiu. After a few seconds of silence, she said softly, "then the storeroom... "
"Up to you, " Yang Jingqiu said coldly. After saying that, she turned around and planned to go upstairs.
"Mom, " Zhao Siqing called her softly.
Yang Jingqiu stopped and turned around. Zhao Siqing raised her chin slightly and said softly, "I bought the clothes over there on the way. "
Yang Jingqiu's gaze fell on a few shopping bags at the corner of the SOFA. She was slightly absent-minded and then looked at Zhao Siqing.
At this moment, Zhao Siqing had already avoided her gaze. She held her chin with one hand and seemed to be focusing on the television.
Yang Jingqiu did not say anything. She grabbed a few bags and turned around to go upstairs.
Only when the sound of her footsteps completely disappeared did Zhao Siqing heave a sigh of relief. She turned her head to look in the direction where she had left in a daze.
It had been too many years. They seemed to have forgotten how to get along with each other like a normal mother and daughter.
When she came back to her senses, Zhao Siqing went to the kitchen to help Huo Jingchen clean up.
Looking at the man in the floral apron with his shirt sleeves rolled up, Zhao Siqing felt that it was unreal.
She thought that a man like him would only appear on television and magazines. She thought that he was only suitable to show off in the business world and the battlefield.
She had not expected him to look so good even when he was washing dishes.
Zhao Siqing rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward to help. She asked curiously, "Huo Jingchen, are all the children of the Huo family as good-looking as you? "
Hearing this, Huo Jingchen furrowed his brows and looked at Zhao Siqing with some dissatisfaction. "I'm the best-looking one. "
Zhao Siqing did not comment and nodded. "Okay, you're a genetic mutation. "
Huo Jingchen:"...". ...
The two of them worked together for half an hour before the kitchen was finally cleaned up.
After returning to the living room, Huo Jingchen threw her coat and scarf to her while he also started to put on his coat.
"where are we going? " Zhao Siqing asked.
Huo Jingchen glanced at her and said, "we're going out to exercise. "
Zhao Siqing tied a bun around her red ears and carefully covered herself up with her scarf, revealing only the top half of her small face.
After putting on her gloves, she went forward and held Huo Jingchen's arm. She looked up and asked, "where are we going? "