2178 Twins
âForget it. Time will tell. Sooner or later, sheâll understand that you have no ill intentions toward her.â Lin Heng looked in Qiao Weiyangâs direction. Today, Qiao Weiyang was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She was clearly dressed in modest clothes that werenât at all revealing, but she was exceptionally outstanding.
Qiao Weiyang was probably leaving too. Before Lin Heng could go forward to greet her, he saw a car coming over. After Qiao Weiyang got into the car, she left.
âLetâs go too.â Lin Heng held Qiao Jierouâs hand.
â¦
On Tian Guangâs side, he didnât pay much attention to it when he saw that Qiao Weiyang had debunked the rumors going around on Weibo.
He did not regret picking up Qiao Weiyangâs call last night and saying what he did.
Tian Guang didnât mind offending people who couldnât bring any benefits to him.
Besides, he was already a famous director now. Qiao Weiyang was just an artiste. She would be the one begging him for a job. There was no chance that he would ever have to beg her. What was there to be afraid of?
At this moment, Lu Mingjue was driving and asked into his Bluetooth earpiece, âBoss, do you need me to do anything about Tian Guang?â
âWhy do you want to make a move on him?â
âHe actually rebuked Sister-in-law in public. Isnât he stirring up trouble? Besides, Iâve checked. When Sister-in-law and Director Cheng were discussing the movie, he often participated. The impact of his lies on Sister-in-law is not small.â
Su Zhuoqianâs calm and steady voice came from the other end of the line. âThereâs no need to do anything. Weiyang has her own plans and arrangements. Donât try to disrupt them.â
âBoss, youâve really changed.â Lu Mingjueâs tone was pained. âYou actually donât want to deal with him directly!â
âIsnât it good to let your sister-in-law deal with him?â
Lu Mingjue angrily ended the call after hearing the manâs affectionate tone. Why couldnât Su Zhuoqian let him play with Tian Guang a little?
No, he didnât seem to need to practice anymore.
â¦
Qiao Weiyang sent Su Zhuoqian a WeChat message. [The production teamâs team-building event is almost over. Iâve already left the hotel. I wonât delay your work today.]
Su Zhuoqian replied quickly: [Go home and have a good rest.]
Su Zhuoqian: [Also, my work wonât be delayed if itâs you.]
Qiao Weiyang pursed her lips into a smile, and the spark in her eyes shone even more brightly.
She wasnât aware that she had been smiling more than the past few years combined.
When she returned home, Xiao Bao ran over like the wind, rushed into her arms, and hugged her.
âMommy! I miss you!â
Qiao Weiyang picked him up. Xiao Bao rubbed against her shoulder and said, âWait for me. Iâll get you the juice that I squeezed myself!â
âOkay.â Qiao Weiyang put him down, and he quickly ran toward the dining hall. He came back with a glass of watermelon juice.
Raising the glass of watermelon juice to Qiao Weiyang, Xiao Bao said obediently, âMommy, drink it.â
Qiao Weiyang picked it up and took a big sip. âItâs so sweet!â
Xiao Baoâs eyes were sparkling, and his face was filled with pride. âI squeezed it myself.â
âThank you, Xiao Bao! I like it very much!â Qiao Weiyang bent down and said to him softly and solemnly.
âOkay. Iâll make more for you next time.â
âOkay,â Qiao Weiyang agreed seriously.
She stood up and saw Jingyun standing at the side with a bowl of soup in his hand.
Seeing that she was talking to Xiao Bao, Jingyun did not come forward.
âJingyun!â Qiao Weiyang called him over.
Jingyun walked over with his usual expressionless face. He calmly stood in front of her.
âWhat are you holding?â Qiao Weiyang asked.
âOh, itâs nothing. Itâs the soup that we got delivered.â Jingyun placed the soup on the coffee table beside her. âDrink it if you want to.â
Xiao Bao reached out to take it, but Jingyun held his hand. âIâm not talking about you.â
âIâll serve it to Mommy. Canât I?â Xiao Bao picked up the soup and obediently handed it to Qiao Weiyang. âMommy, drink the soup!â
Qiao Weiyang looked at Jingyun. âThank you, Jingyun.â
âThank you, Xiao Bao.â She reached out to take it. The soup tasted alright, but she could tell as soon as she drank it that it was probably made at home and not takeout.
She glanced at Jingyun and realized that there was a band-aid on his finger. When she left yesterday, his hand was fine.
Qiao Weiyang suddenly thought of something and glanced at the kitchen. The butler actually agreed to let Jingyun cook?
Wasnât he afraid that he would blow up the kitchen and himself?
Watching Qiao Weiyang drink the soup, Jingyun secretly but seriously sized up Qiao Weiyangâs expression. His little face was tense as if he was a student waiting for the results of his exam.
âMhm, this soupâ¦â Qiao Weiyang savored the taste.
âWhatâs wrong?â Jingyun looked up at her nervously.
Qiao Weiyang bent down and looked straight into his eyes. âI donât know which restaurant you ordered it from, but it tastes so good. If I want soup in the future, Iâll order it from this restaurant.â
Jingyunâs tense expression relaxed. He narrowed his eyes. âOkay.â
âWhy donât you give me the restaurantâs address so that I can order it on my own in the future?â
Jingyun clenched his fists. âThereâs no address. Iâll get someone to buy it for you if you want to drink the soup again in the future.â
âOkay, thank you.â
Qiao Weiyang put the empty bowl aside. When she turned around, Jingyun smiled.
Seeing that his juice was not as well-received as Jingyunâs soup, Xiao Bao said, âDonât smile. If it werenât for the fact that drinking too much cold liquids would be bad, I definitely wouldnât have let Mommy drink so much of your soup. She likes my juice much more than your soup.â
âReally? Doesnât Mommy drink more of whatever she likes?â
âHmph! Not at all!â
âFacts speak louder than words.â Jingyun looked at him slowly.
âThen the truth is that sheâs my mommy, not yours!â Xiao Bao also found a powerful counter-attack.
Jingyun shrugged indifferently. âBut donât forget that weâre twins.â
âThen donât forget that you were unwilling to accept our mommy back then! You tried all means to recommend other women to Daddy. Donât think Iâll forget about this!â Xiao Bao said in a low voice, obviously not wanting Qiao Weiyang to hear it.
He was not afraid of hurting Jingyun, but he was afraid that Qiao Weiyang would be sad if she overheard him saying such things.
However, Qiao Weiyang had already heard it. She happened to turn around and heard every word Xiao Bao said.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, and Xiao Bao hurriedly covered his mouth. Jingyun lowered his eyes.
âMommy, thatâs not what I meantâ¦â Xiao Bao quickly wanted to explain, but he was afraid that if he explained wrongly, it would make Qiao Weiyang even sadder. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
âItâs okay. Donât think too much. Go play.â