Quan Jingwu immediately realized, and his thin red lips curled up a doting smile.

"good."

The two reached an agreement and Jian Qing walked back to the dining room.

"Dad, Xiaojing and I will go out for a while and come back later."

Mo Xiao, "Is there anything urgent?"

Jian Qing shook her head, "There is something happening to Han Yue. Let's go and see and come back soon."

Mo Xiao didn't doubt anything else and nodded.

"Be careful on the way."

Jian Luo looked up at Jian Qing, and always felt a little strange.

As soon as the two of them went out, Jian Luo received a message.

After reading the message, an inexplicable complexity surged in his heart.

Is this God's will?

He came back today and it happened to be his birthday.

All these coincidences make people wonder what to say.

When he came to his senses, he saw Mo Xiao cleaning the dining table.

However, the action was a little unfamiliar.

Seeing Jian Luo's gaze, Mo Xiao smiled at him, "You go out first, I'll come here."

Whether it is his daughter or son, Mo Xiao must spoil him fiercely.

"Uncle, I'll help you." Xiya was overwhelmed and stood up with her stomach.

She still has the skill of cleaning up the dining table.

"No need, you'd better go out and rest." Jian Luo stood up and said while rolling up his sleeves.

Xiya didn't refuse and agreed readily.

I really think she is blind. The father and son obviously have almost had the opportunity to cultivate their relationship, but she is quite eye-catching.

Isn’t this a good opportunity now?

In an instant, only Mo Xiao and Jian Luo were left in the dining room.

The two of them cleaned the dining table without saying a word. With the experience of being cheated by Quan Jingwu last time, Mo Xiao would not go to wash dishes stupidly this time.

However, there is a problem that is tricky.

That's it - he doesn't know how to use a dishwasher.

He put down the dishes and bent down and studied the dishwasher seriously.

When Jian Luo walked into the kitchen with a plate, he saw him staring at the dishwasher with a serious look on his face, and his lips couldn't help but rise.

Seeing the gaze coming from behind, Mo Xiao turned around, and his eyes hit his warm eyes, and he felt embarrassed.

He dodged his eyes and said awkwardly, "Uh, this, the first time I use it."

"I'll do it." A smile flashed through Jian Luo's eyes and said in a low voice.

Mo Xiao lowered his head and couldn't help but despise himself for a second.

Too disgraceful.

Jian Luo calmly put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher and operated skillfully.

"Loluo, can I call you like this?" Mo Xiao stood aside, his hands hanging beside him had nowhere to put them.

Jian Luo pressed the button and nodded almost invisible.

Mo Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his eyes and a smile climbed onto his handsome face.

"How are your hands?"

He opened his conversation and his eyes fell on his scratched hand that time to help him get it.

Jian Luo washed his hands, turned off the faucet, and looked up at him.

The two of them faced each other, and his face was clearly reflected in Jian Luo's eyes.

After a long time, he said slowly, "Actually, if I had met someone who was assassinated that day, I might not have helped me."

As the children of the Jian family, they have long been accustomed to life and death. Just as Black Jack said, people like them are not suitable for them at all when they see injustice.

Saving and helping others depends only on your mood.

And he is the same.

Mo Xiao's eyes opened and he stared at him blankly.

Jian Luo leaned against the liberal arts and continued, "It's funny to say that it's the first time I've seen you, but I always feel very friendly. Perhaps all of this is destined. When I knew you were my father, I didn't want to admit this fact for a moment."

I always thought that he and his sister thought they had no blood relationship with the An family, but now the fact is right in front of me. Their father was the An family, and the An family was the murderer who killed their mother. This complicated relationship made him not know how to face it.

Mo Xiao lowered his head and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

Jian Luo laughed at himself, as if he wanted to vent the hidden entanglement in his heart. "On the day when Mommy passed away, I knew she was in pain, but my sister and I couldn't do anything. I will never forget that scene."

How can there be no pain if there is so much blood?

He had thought that if he hadn't been to come out to save him, his mother might not have died. Because of this idea, he almost got autism.

And the culprit of all this is Zhou Qin and the others.

"I'm sorry." Mo Xiao couldn't help but feel the voice, appearance and smile of the woman in his arms. The heart-wrenching pain finally formed into three short words.

Because, apart from this sentence "I'm sorry", he really doesn't know what to say.

He did not protect his Vivi, nor did he watch his children grow up day by day. He was sorry for the mother and son.

Jian Luo looked at him, covered the mist in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You are not sorry to us, and you are not the one who should say sorry."

His mother is innocent, he is never innocent, he and his sister have never blamed him.

Mo Xiao opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

...

The night lights are illusory and glittering, with a unique charm.

Inside the car, Jian Qing rolled down the window and a cold wind blew towards her.

"Xiao Jing, over there."

Crossing the road, she saw the cake shop that Quan Yifei mentioned.

Quan Jingwu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and turned the steering wheel towards the opposite side.

The luxurious sports car stopped at the door of the store, attracting the envious look of passers-by.

Everyone stared at the sports car curiously. The next second, when they saw the two people coming out of the car, a stunning look flashed in their eyes.

Among the crowd, many people recognized Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing.

Indifferent to the discussions of the crowd, Quan Jingwu threw the car door and led Jian Qing into the cake shop.

"Welcome!"

The clerk's sweet voice rang out.

Warm-toned lights scattered in the cake shop, making the cake shop more warm. The air is filled with the fragrance of cake, which makes people intoxicated.

Jian Qing looked at the cakes placed in the counter window, each of which was very delicate.

"Hello, please help me wrap this up."

She pointed to one of the cakes and said.

The clerk, "Okay, please wait."

This cake shop is famous for its delicious food in Beijing. There are endless customers every day. There is still a lot of people in this order shop, and there is a long queue at the cashier.

Jian Qing pulled Quan Jingwu to the long line and lined up.

The two of them have super high looks, and are also the most dazzling existence when they are thrown into the long queue.

Seeing everyone's curious eyes, Quan Jingwu frowned slightly, reached out and took Jian Qing into his arms, and then wrapped her coat around her.

Jian Qing buried her head in his chest, and her red lips pursed and smiled slightly.

Domineering little scenery!

Finally, it's their turn

After Jian Qing paid the money, Quan Jingwu took the cake, and the two of them quickly left the cake shop.

Quan Jingwu opened the car door and put the cake in. When Jian Qing was about to get on the car, she grabbed her with a big hand.

"Good baby, wait a moment."
Chapter completed!