Jiao Yuqing turned around without hesitation and did not even say a word of thanks. She would definitely not make such a deal with him.
Sheng Zihao stood at the door just like that. He seemed to have expected that Jiao Yuqing would leave directly. In the morning, he fell asleep, so he asked her to leave so easily, but it would not happen now.
"Aunt Qing!" Sheng Zihao called out softly. While talking, he also showed a beautiful smile, which made Jiao Yuqing feel a little better. How could a person as annoying as Sheng Zhiyu have such an excellent son?
"Well, is Zihao waiting for Auntie?" Jiao Yaqing also showed a smile on her face. She reached out and touched Sheng Zihao's little head. This child was silent, cold and domineering, which was exactly the same as Sheng Zhiyu's character. But every time she saw him, she always gave him a smile.
"Aunt Qing, can you cook for me? I'm hungry." In fact, there were nannies and servants at home, but he really wanted to have a try.
Jiao Yuqing held Sheng Zihao in her arms with a smile and even picked him up.
At that moment, a strange feeling ran through Sheng Zihao's whole body. He stretched out his little hand and wrapped it around Jiao Yaqing's neck, making him feel happy for a moment. A bright smile appeared on his little face, which was as charming as a blooming flower in summer.
Jiao Muqing looked at the smile on Sheng Zihao's face. A pair of cute dimples and even a pair of canine teeth appeared on his delicate little face. It turned out that Sheng Zihao also had such a sunny side like a child. She couldn't help kissing Sheng Zihao's little face.
Sheng Zihao held Jiao Yaqing tightly, as if he wanted to find his mother on her.
When Sheng Zhiyu came out of the room, what he saw was the scene in front of him. He narrowed his eyes slightly. His son was so nice to Jiao Muqing. In the past, he had never allowed anyone to get close to him, but now he let Jiao Yuqing hold him. He suddenly had a strange emotion in his heart.
"Why don't you go to your aunt's house? Yan Yang and Ling Ling are still at home. I have to go back to cook for them. They are not like you. If I don't go back, they will have nothing to eat." Jiao Yuqing could only say this in the end. She came here today just for Sheng Zihao. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have stepped in here.
"If I don't want those nannies and servants, can Auntie Qing cook for me?" His meaning was obvious. If he dismissed those people, he would have no food to eat.
"Auntie, why don't you take you to your aunt's house? When you get there, you can play with Yan Qing and Ling Ling." Jiao Yaqing said with a smile. She did not notice the figure behind her at all. She always had a kind of reluctance to leave the child in front of her, just like how she felt about her own child.
"Okay, I..." Sheng Zihao's words were suddenly stuck in his throat. He stared at Sheng Zhiyu with wide eyes and didn't dare to say another word.
"In the future, you are not allowed to meet such an unscrupulous person again." Sheng Zhiyu opened his thin lips slightly. His son would be sold by the woman in front of him sooner or later. His son with such a high IQ would also become an idiot after meeting this idiotic woman.
Hearing Sheng Zhiyu's tone, Jiao Yaqing was also angry. "Damn it, how dare he say that I'm not a good-for-nothing?" She suddenly put Sheng Zihao in her arms on the ground and looked at Sheng Zhiyu angrily.
"Mr. Sheng, do you have three or four eyes?" Jiao Yaqing immediately looked into Sheng Zhiyu's cold eyes. She felt that there was a kind of coldness all over his body, which made her want to retreat.
Sheng Zhiyu almost walked up to Jiao Yuqing and looked her up and down from head to toe.
"Do you want to kidnap my son?" Sheng Zhiyu ignored her words and went straight to the point. She wanted to trick his son to go to her house. What was she trying to do?
She found that she really had nothing to say to Sheng Zhiyu. How could he see that she wanted to kidnap her son?
Jiao Yaqing didn't want to talk to him, so she turned around and left. Forget it, she didn't want to talk to him and waste her brain cells.
"Aunt Qing, I'm hungry." Sheng Zihao looked at Jiao Yaqing, who had turned around, and said without any backbone. He looked at her pitifully.
Looking at Sheng Zihao's pitiful look, Sheng Zhiyu was really speechless. "Ah, when did my son want to beg this woman? And he looked so pitiful, as if he, as a father, had abandoned me."
Jiao Yaqing's firm heart softened obviously after hearing Sheng Zihao's words. She paused for a moment, but she didn't look back.
"I'll send you some food some other day." As soon as Jiao Yuqing finished her words, she left gracefully. However, there was a trace of heartache on her face. In fact, she was reluctant to leave Sheng Zihao.
Sheng Zihao looked at Jiao Yaqing, who was gradually leaving, and his little face had returned to its usual coldness. It was a kind of ice that had not changed for thousands of years. He only resolved it for the sake of Jiao Yaqing's smiling face. He glanced at Sheng Zhiyu and walked back to the villa with a diameter.
Sheng Zhiyu looked at his son, and a sense of melancholy suddenly rose in his heart. His son had grown up, and he really didn't know his son at all. He never knew what his son needed. But now he knew that his son liked Jiao Yuqing very much.
Looking at Jiao Yuqing's back in the distance, his mouth curved into a smile. It turned out that his son's taste was quite similar to his. He was also interested in this woman.
Jiao Yaqing looked for a house outside. She didn't want to stay in Zhang Meiyun's house all the time. After all, that was not her home.
When she returned to the villa, it was already very late. She was holding the business cards of several rental houses and seemed to be thinking about where to go.
As soon as Zhang Weiyun saw Jiao Yaqing coming back, she immediately ran forward and exaggeratedly checked Jiao Yaqing's whole body, as if she wanted to see if she was hurt.
Jiao Yaqing didn't know what was wrong with Zhang Meiyun and looked at her in confusion.
"Bingqing, are you okay? You're so worried about me. It's so late, and I can't get through." Zhang Meiyun's face was full of blame. This girl went out and turned off her phone. If she didn't come back now, she would call the police.
Jiao Muqing was surprised for a moment and then took out her mobile phone. As expected, the phone had been turned off. She smiled apologetically.
"Her mobile phone automatically turned off when it was out of power." Jiao Yaqing said with a chuckle. When she was abroad, she often forgot to bring her mobile phone. She remembered that Ou Mufeng also bought her mobile phone for her child in order to have a business relationship with her.
Suddenly, she thought of Ou Mufeng. Since she returned to China, she had never contacted him again. She was used to his nagging. How could she stand the quietness?
"You... Hey, what did you say? Don't you know that I'm worried about you?" Zhang Meiyun still said discontentedly. She reached out her little hand and pointed at Jiao Yaqing's head.
Jiao Muqing looked at Zhang Weiyun. Was she worried about herself? Because of her casual words, she was deeply moved, and the softest part of her heart suddenly flashed.
"Thank you, Mei Yun. It's so nice to have a friend like you." Jiao Yuqing said from the bottom of her heart.
"Hehe." Zhang Meiyun laughed. It seemed that she wanted to say, "You know that I'm good to you."
"My brother will come back tomorrow at half past six in the afternoon. At that time, you will get off work. Let's go together." In fact, Zhang Weiyun had already told Zhang Lingyun about Jiao Yaqing's return, and Zhang Lingyun came back early because of Jiao Yaqing. Of course, Jiao Yaqing did not know about it.
"Is Senior Brother coming back?" There was a flash of surprise in Jiao Yaqing's eyes. She couldn't help but think of Zhang Lingyun's handsome face. It was a sunny and elegant young man. Six years later, he should have grown into a handsome man. Jiao Yaqing thought in her heart.
How would she face him after seeing him? Six years ago, she left without telling him because she was pregnant. What would happen if they met again six years later?
"Yes, I told my brother that you were also here. Is my brother very happy? He still loves you as much as before," Zhang Meiyun said implicitly.
Jiao Yaqing looked at Zhang Meiyun in shock. Zhang Meiyun's words shocked her so much that she didn't come to her senses for a long time. "Is it true that Senior still loves me as much as he did six years ago?"
"Meiyun, what are you laughing at? I already have two children. Senior is so excellent, so I will definitely find a woman who is more suitable for him." Jiao Yuqing said softly. Since they had no chance to be together six years ago, she no longer had any expectation for him, even though she had the same feeling for him six years ago.
Zhang Weiyun held Jiao Yaqing in her arms and whispered in Jiao Yaqing's ear with a smile.
"I like you to be my sister-in-law." Her brother liked Jiao Yuqing so much. If he saw her again, he would not let go of her.
Jiao Muqing was so stiff that she let Drifting Cloud hold her, and her heart was in a mess.
When she came to the room, she was still holding those business cards tightly in her hands. Now she made up her mind to go out. She couldn't imagine the scene of living under the same roof as Zhang Lingyun. When she thought of his affectionate eyes and the pain of being rejected by her, her heart inexplicably trembled.
Looking at the two sleeping children on the bed, a smile appeared on her face. Now, only her child could make her smile for a moment.
He walked up to the children, gave them a good night kiss on their foreheads, and then returned to his room.
Tossing and turning, it was destined to be a sleepless night.
However, after Jiao Yaqing left, he opened his big eyes and took out his mobile phone. Sure enough, someone wanted to add his number.
"Uncle's character is not bad. I'll keep it in mind after reading it." He sent a message to the person on the other side.
Seeing that he wrote the wrong words, Sheng Zhiyu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know the words at such a young age, he would have thought that this guy did it on purpose.