Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

Tong Xiao herself did not expect that as the daughter of the Gu family, this side job would affect her main business.

It was a windy night. When they came out of the barbecue restaurant, a gust of cold wind made both of them wrap their clothes tightly.

Li Qingwen got on Tong Xiao's private car, and Tong Xiao sent her back to Jiyue Mansion.

The room was dark and Zhou Yongan had not returned.

In the master bedroom closet, there is a neat row of shirts, a row of vests, and a row of suits...

Li Qingwen picked up a suit, held it to his nose and sniffed it. It had a faint scent of cologne, his scent.

I lay on the bed like this at night, curled up, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, there was no one in the next bedroom.

Li Qingwen took out his cell phone and dialed his number.

On the fourth ring, he answered: "Hello?"

Li Qingwen took a deep breath and asked nervously, "When will you come back?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone: "Tomorrow."

Not a single word extra.

Li Qingwen waited for a while. Her conversations with Zhou Yongan were not like this in the past. They shouldn't be so distant.

Knowing that he was in Raocheng, she pestered him, "Can you bring me some local specialties? I want to eat ash alkali cake."

"Okay." Zhou Yongan agreed without even asking what it was.

However, it was impossible for him to find that thing in the supermarket or in an ordinary market. He could only buy it in the town of her hometown village.

During the day, Li Qingwen asked the property management and found two decoration masters to dismantle the bed in the guest room. He also told the masters about the idea of ​​transforming it into a study and asked them to design it.

While the masters were working upstairs, Li Qingwen was doing the test questions for Subject 1 downstairs.

In two days, the guest room was successfully transformed into an ordinary study. Large bookshelves stood around the house. Against the wall, there was a mahogany table and an ergonomic chair by the window.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yongan came back from outside.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Li Qingwen came out of the master bedroom.

She had seen him drive into the neighborhood a long time ago.

Zhou Yongan was holding two round soft cakes in his hands, which were ash-alkali cakes.

He bought it.

"Have you been to my place?" Li Qingwen ran down the stairs and stood in front of Zhou Yongan with a burning gaze. "Did you ask a lot of people before you bought it?"

Zhou Yongan did not answer. The yellow soft cake in his hand weighed about 20 kilograms. He had never eaten it, nor had he seen Li Qingwen eat it.

Li Qingwen stood on tiptoe to kiss him, but Zhou Yongan turned his head away: "Let me put my things down first."

He carried the things to the kitchen and stuffed the cake into the refrigerator.

He stood there again, took out mineral water from the refrigerator and took a few sips.

Li Qingwen immediately poured a cup of hot water.

Zhou Yongan came out of the kitchen and saw a cup of hot water on the table, steaming. His deep eyes darkened and he asked her, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

he asked, then walked past her and up the steps.

Li Qingwen's voice sounded behind him: "Wait for you to come back."

Zhou Yongan paused on the steps, walked slower and slower, and finally stood at the stairs to the second floor and pushed open the door of the guest room.

The guest room has been completely renovated and Zhou Yongan stood at the door in a daze.

After a moment of daze, he said nothing, closed the door gently, and turned to walk into the master bedroom.

He undressed in silence and went into the bathroom with his pajamas.

"Do you want me to help you?" Li Qingwen stood at the bathroom door.

Zhou Yongan glanced at her and said expressionlessly, "You should go to bed early."

Then close the bathroom door.

The sound of running water came from inside. Li Qingwen sat at the head of the bed and sighed silently.

Zhou Yongan took a longer time to wash than usual. When he came out, his footsteps were very light and slow, and he was even more cautious when he lifted the quilt.

He lay on the bed for a while, he didn't know how long, when his chin suddenly felt itchy. He reached out to touch it and something licked his hand.

Zhou Yongan suddenly woke up and saw the woman lying on top of him in the moonlight.

Li Qingwen was staring at him eagerly.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yongan stared at her with his dark eyes.

She lay on top of him and hugged Zhou Yongan.

Zhou Yongan rested his head on his arms, his eyes staring at the dark ceiling, feeling the weight on his body.

Li Qingwen: "The resignation notice has been issued, why are you still going to Raocheng?"

Zhou Yongan: "If I quit, you won't do it either. Big Brother can't find anyone for a while, so I'll help out a little."

Li Qingwen: "When are you leaving for the United States?"

Zhou Yongan: "One week later."

So fast.

She thought that he would not leave until at least the formalities were completed.

Li Qingwen could hear his heart beating clearly in his chest. He no longer felt his heart beating faster because of her.

After a long time of life, things will eventually become peaceful.

Li Qingwen was still struggling: "In the future, I will lie on another person's bed like this and have another person's child. The children will call me mom and call someone else dad. Zhou Yongan, can you accept this?"

These past two days, she has been thinking a lot about Zhou Yongan's life without her. He will have a beautiful wife, two children, and live to be ninety-nine years old, but it will have nothing to do with her.

She...really couldn't accept it.

After a brief silence, Zhou Yongan said with great certainty: "My grandfather must love your grandmother very much."

It turned out that he was ready to follow the path of his grandfather and grandmother. He suddenly mentioned his grandmother, meaning that he could also accept her marrying someone else like his grandfather, right?

Li Qingwen did not feel warmed by these words, but felt sad instead: "Did grandpa send you a dream? Why are you so sure?"

Zhou Yongan sighed deeply: "Go to sleep."

Li Qingwen left his chest, lay down on the side with a pillow, and turned his back to Zhou Yongan.

Zhou Yongan did not go out during the day.

He was sometimes in the living room, sometimes on the balcony, and sometimes in the study.

Li Qingwen spent half the morning at home reviewing the driving test handbook. She saw Zhou Yongan walking around, either answering the phone or teasing Little Wukong, and he didn't say a word to her.

In the afternoon she simply went out to the driving range.

At the driving practice field, while the instructor was teaching parallel parking, Luo Zijin called: "Qingwen, a well-known clothing brand wants to interview Zhou Ying. Mom will send you a location. Please come and help with the sign language translation."

The reason was still the cheongsam in the magazine. Not long after the magazine was printed and published, a brand took a fancy to the design of the cheongsam and contacted the Wen family. Wen Siqi then called Li Qingwen and asked her where she bought the cheongsam.

Li Qingwen said it was made by the great designer Ying Lulu.

An internationally renowned chain brand hopes to cooperate with Zhou Ying and would like to do an interview with her before that.

Li Qingwen glanced at the professor who was cursing, but couldn't open his mouth to refuse his mother-in-law's request: "Okay, I'll be there right away."