Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 926 Interdependence (2)

Early in the morning, in a restaurant with a special layout, Ye Qiwen Su Yan was preparing breakfast in her home-made casual clothes. During breakfast, I check the Chinese medicine next to me from time to time.

Song Zhuochen entered the dining room from the bedroom and smelled the scent of Chinese medicine as soon as he entered. He rubbed the tip of his nose twice with his fingertips and walked over.

Ye Qiwen took down the Chinese medicine with gloves and poured it into the bowl. As soon as the Chinese medicine jar was put down, he circled her waist from behind: "Drinking Chinese medicine again?"

"The doctor explained that we need to make a good supplement." Ye Qiwen said helplessly, looking at the steaming bowl of Chinese medicine, reminding: "Breakfast is ready, you eat first."

"Penny..." Song Zhuochen held her waist tightly a little bit, obviously there was something to say to her.

Ye Qiwen turned her head, Yu Guang looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"Child...Do you really want that?" Song Zhuochen asked her in a low voice, full of care in his words.

Ye Qiwen looked at him strangely, and turned her body completely: "What do you mean? You don't want children?"

Doesn't Song Zhuochen like children very much? He asked her this, making her a little uneasy besides being puzzled.

Song Zhuochen's hand on her waist did not pull away, and shook his head faintly to deny her words: "It's not that I don't want it, I just don't want you to complete it as a thing. It's not a bad thing for us if the child is late. "

"Do you really think so?" Ye Qiwen took a breath, without any unpleasantness on her face, and asked him seriously: "I thought...you would want children very much."

"Of course I want, but I also want to enjoy the two-person world with you for a few more years." He took her into his arms and was able to bring her to his side again. He felt it was not easy, that is, using all the time to be good to her. Not too much.

Ye Qiwen smiled a little, and the expression on her face was considered happy: "I didn't say that I have a baby now. My body really needs to be treated. For the rest, just let the flow take place. Don't worry, I feel good."

She patted Song Zhuochen on the chest with a serious expression.

She stretched out a hand to test the temperature of the Chinese medicine bowl, it was almost cold. She picked it up: "I'll drink the medicine first, it will be more bitter when it gets cold."

She was holding the bowl, and before it reached her lips, Song Zhuochen took her hand, brought the medicine bowl to her lips, and took a sip.

"You... what are you doing?" Ye Qiwen stared at him with wide eyes in surprise: "What are you doing with it?"

"It's not for conditioning, I will tune it with you." Song Zhuochen rarely showed a thoughtful expression on his face, but this expression did not support for three seconds: "It's a bit bitter."

There was a bitter expression on his face, bitter things, two people bear together, it seems that it is easier to become sweeter.

Ye Qiwen looked at him amusedly, and poked his head with her hand angrily: "This is a woman's tonic, what do you drink? Don't blame me when there will be adverse reactions."

Ye Qiwen didn't tell him more, and drank a bowl of Chinese medicine.

Song Zhuochen took her into the dining room for breakfast, and they sat opposite each other. Song Zhuochen seldom talked during dinner, but Song Zhuochen looked up at her several times during breakfast.

Seeing his gaze, Ye Qiwen raised her brow to remind: "What do you want to say?"

"Have you read the latest news?" Song Zhuochen asked her, chewing on the food.

Ye Qiwen nodded, she would read every news, but she didn't know which one he was referring to.

"Do you also know about the bankruptcy of father-in-law?" Song Zhuochen asked further.

Ye Qiwen's knife and fork were slightly stiff, and she nodded in response: "Yeah."

She seemed a little afraid that Song Zhuochen would mention this problem, and her whole body seemed a little stiff.

"Would you like to see it?" Song Zhuochen saw that Ye Qiyi had always been plagued by this type of problem recently. He was worried that Ye Qiwen would be treated as an aversion to suspicion, and some negative news would be involved.

Ye Qiwen thought for a moment, looked at Song Zhuochen, shook her head, and did not agree to look.

She pursed her lips, and although she had a knife and fork in her hand, she never moved.

"Do you think I'm a bit cruel?" Ye Qiwen still asked her biggest worry. Seeing Song Zhuochen shook her head, she didn't seem to believe that: "Maybe I'm really a little bit. It seems...it's hard to get close to them. , Even if they are my family members. But these years, even during the time when I was abroad, I rarely go home. I am afraid that my family members are worried and called them, but those calls do not concern them , Sometimes it’s a burden, so slowly... it doesn’t stop. Ye family didn’t have a worry-free life in the past, and I just sent money home on time. At that time, the eldest sister had an accident, and my mom insisted not to give me the money. Qian said that he was going to leave me as a dowry. To be honest, that was the first time I felt... Mom might love me."

Ye Qiwen didn’t feel sad on her face when she said this, as if she was stating something that had nothing to do with her: “But I later learned that it’s not like that. That money caused her to lose all the stocks. I think she was Love me, but in front of money, the love between mother and daughter is gone. She loves the eldest sister the most, isn't she unwilling to spend money?"

"She can't say it's wrong if she does this. It's nothing wrong with being selfish, and she can understand it if she looks at it." Ye Qiwen sighed lightly, without noticing Song Zhuochen's expression at all: "However, if the boundaries are divided, there is no need to Deliberately care about it."

"Penny..." Song Zhuochen held Ye Qiwen's hand across the table, his eyes full of concern.

Ye Qiwen shrugged indifferently: "I'm fine, I'm telling the truth. You see, dad hasn't come to me after such a major incident. He may know that I won't help him...or, something bigger. He felt that I was unable to help him. In his eyes, I was the most incompetent of the three daughters."

She smiled upwards, as if she didn't feel hurt a little: "The weakest one is not a bad thing, at least it won't find me for anything."

"Not necessarily." Song Zhuochen retorted her with a smile, his eyes gradually stained with attachment: "I need you, I have to find you for everything, right?"

Ye Qiwen looked at him and felt his serious words. The smile also dyed his lips.

"Like, I have to find you even a pair of socks, otherwise I don't know where to put them." Song Zhuochen sighed lightly and told Ye Qiwen regretfully.

Ye Qiwen held back her smile and patted Song Zhuochen on the shoulder: "Yes, in front of me, Mr. Song simply has no ability to take care of herself."

"I like you to rely on me, the same, I hope you like it too." Song Zhuochen said with a serious face, but his lips were always smiling.

Ye Qiwen nodded at him, and the two of them were still holding their hands tightly together. It's really fortunate that they could have been together for so long. Now when I think about it, Ye Qiwen feels a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)