Paranoid ex-husband regrets

A good meal yesterday broke up badly.

Zhenzhen was not seen at the dinner table in the morning.

Only Er Bao, who was in charge of the atmosphere, kept saying, "Father, will Aunt Jiang come today?"

"My sister was so angry yesterday, it was scary."

The little arms gesticulated, "When she was in the room yesterday, she cried."

"I asked her if her face hurt."

"She said no, because she misses her mother...I miss her so much."

His words successfully silenced the atmosphere at the dinner table for three parts.

Si Hanye held the chopsticks tightly and tightly, only he knew that he was in front of his daughter's room in the middle of the night.

The footsteps wandered and wandered.

Er Bao, who was angry with his father for the first time, had childish anger on his face, "Dad, you can't beat my sister anymore, my sister is very sad, and I am also very sad."

"It's too bad for you to do this. Men can't beat women. You said that."

"How can an adult's words not count!"

The chattering little mouth made the two adults at the table speechless.

After Si Hanye did it, he also regretted it very much.

But in that case, the cortex seemed to be out of control.

Over the years, he has been much more tolerant of his family and his handling of official affairs.

Zhenzhen questioned his feelings for Bai Xinci, as if she had touched an unforgivable scale.

After dinner, the door of Zhenzhen's room was closed tightly. He pushed it, but there was no one in the bedroom.

Si Hanye panicked, sometimes a big house is not a good thing.

He turned around and found Zhenzhen with her back straight on the piano bench in the piano room.

She didn't play any music.

Even going to school was once a luxury for her, but now she has mastered a specialty that many people envy.

But her mother has never participated in or seen these glittering things.

"Zhenzhen..."

As the footsteps approached, Zhenzhen's back tightened and she did not look back.

The dinner plate was placed on the piano, and Si Hanye dragged a stool and sat down beside her.

Her face was still slightly swollen.

One can imagine how much effort he put in at that time, and how angry he must have been.

"I never thought that I would find someone to take the place of your mother and my love."

"This idea has never existed before. If you don't believe me, I won't explain it much."

He and Bai Xinci's two children, Zhenzhen resembled him very much, but Er Bao's face seemed to be taken from Bai Xinci.

Time has cultivated the characters of the father and daughter into the same stubbornness and the same bad temper.

Zhenzhen looked to the side and ignored him at all.

"Zhenzhen..."

Ever since she recovered from her aphasia, she has been refusing to have close relatives with Si Hanye. This is the first time her hand was held by her father's big hand.

"Sorry for hitting you yesterday."

Si Hanye has never said a few words of softening in his life, so he didn't put so much effort in saying it this time.

"If possible, I would like to explain to you what happened yesterday."

Zhenzhen was still sullen and didn't even look at him, but when she heard that Si Hanye was injured, her body visibly moved.

"I didn't know before that people can't even speak after being injured."

"You said that I treat Jiang Li differently from other people."

Si Hanye said: "You are right..."

Zhenzhen moved suddenly, and stared at him with wide eyes.

"But she just saved my life." He thought about the language, whether he was hiding the part of his mind that was insane.

"The position of the Si family is not too small for you. You must be aware of some things. There are not many people I can trust."

"You can't rely on Uncle Wu for everything at home."

Si Hanye suddenly felt a little guilty. He squeezed his daughter's hand tightly, "She is the only person I can think of who can be trusted and take care of your two younger brothers."

"What happened yesterday was just an accident."

Zhenzhen's eyes flickered, and she asked uncertainly, "Is that really the case?"

At this moment, this stubborn girl was almost ready to be coaxed.

Even if Si Hanye felt guilty, it was too late to change his words, "That's right."

Zhenzhen twitched her lips awkwardly, but her iron gourd-like mouth couldn't say a word of acknowledgment.

"That..." She pointed to the plate on the piano, "bring me the breakfast."

The girl didn't even say "Dad", so it was very easy to instruct him.

When the plate was handed to Zhenzhen, Si Han said at night, "The dumplings made yesterday were not only made by Jiang Li."

"You try it."

When she said this, she had already bitten half of a dumpling before remembering that she seemed to have thrown all those things on the ground yesterday.

Zhenzhen's expression shattered for an instant.

It looked like a very ordinary thing, the moment it entered, Zhenzhen's thoughts paused.

The smell seemed familiar.

People have a feeling of dependence on things made by their mothers.

Zhenzhen thought that there was a problem with her sense of taste, and after eating one quickly, she stuffed another one into her mouth.

"What are you doing?" Seeing her gobbling it up, Si Hanye said, "That's all, people have already made you angry, so if you want to eat again, you should apologize."

There were only a dozen or so dumplings on the plate, and Zhenzhen couldn't dispel the suspicion of taste even though she ate her fill.

"Zhenzhen, do you feel better?" Wu Di asked softly as the cold ointment was applied to Zhenzhen's face.

Si Hanye never did this kind of meticulous care.

Only Wu Di, who puts Zhenzhen first in his heart, cares about her so softly after her mother leaves.

"It's okay, it's not painful." Zhenzhen said.

"You, it doesn't matter if you grow old, you even grow up with your temper." Wu Di said helplessly: "There is no one like you who yells at your father like you."

"I heard what you said at the door. Even if you have an opinion on President Si, you shouldn't express your thoughts in such a way that makes both of you feel uncomfortable."

Si Hanye's unprecedented explanation finally helped.

Zhenzhen awkwardly said: "Understood."

"That Aunt Jiang, I've seen people take care of Er Bao and Master Qiao very gently, she should be able to put their heart into it."

Wu Di said: "I'll pick her up later and make amends on behalf of President Si. Both sides are on holiday, do you want to come together?"

"I'm not going!" Zhenzhen muttered without turning her head.

"Okay, you said not to go..."

Four or ten minutes later, Wu Di's black Phaeton parked on the road opposite the small supermarket.

The supermarket opened early, and from a distance, there was a thin and busy figure inside the door.

With just one glance, Zhenzhen's heart beats faster and her palms sweat.

She was pawing at the door frame, just as Wu Di expected, "Do you think it looks alike too?"

"I was in a trance when I first saw it."

Wu Di challenged directly: "Zhenzhen, do you think people's faces will change for some reason?"

"There are still memories, just like you chose to close your heart and not communicate with anyone in order to protect yourself."