"Qingqing?"

He tentatively called out, but no one responded.

Duan Huaichuan's heart sank, and he suddenly felt a little flustered, as if a part of his heart had suddenly gone empty.

He recalled how, when he was still in the hospital, Xiao Wang had seemingly jokingly reminded him of something.

"Platoon Leader Duan, don't take your blessings for granted. What you're enjoying now is something that others might never get in their entire lives. Your wife is such a virtuous woman, managing the whole family all by herself. Now you have a big, healthy son. That's enough."

“What if your sister-in-law decides she doesn’t want to live like this with you anymore and leaves with the child? You’ll probably have nowhere to cry.”

At that time, Duan Huaichuan found these words utterly absurd.

Li Qingqing has only ever had him as her man, and she wants to revolve around him 24 hours a day. How could she possibly leave him with the child?

She would never have done such a thing before, and she would be even less likely to do it after having a child.

Everyone knows that Li Qingqing loves him dearly and can't live without him.

So at that time he had no sense of crisis and only thought that Xiao Wang was exaggerating.

But now, looking at this empty house, those words inexplicably weighed on his mind again.

The house was eerily quiet, and a sense of dread crept in.

He subconsciously went upstairs and searched around but couldn't find Li Qingqing.

Only now did he finally realize that, without realizing it, he had gotten used to seeing Li Qingqing and the child as soon as he got home. The lights in the house were a reminder that there was always someone waiting for him to come home safely.

Duan Huaichuan placed one hand on his heart, suddenly feeling anxious and uncertain.

"Why am I having these random thoughts today? I don't usually have this problem. It seems like I've been under a lot of work pressure lately, and my mind isn't clear."

Duan Huaichuan took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions. As soon as he came out of the house, he saw Xie Zhiyan enter the house, and Li Qingqing was inside, holding the child and smiling gently.

He was completely confused.

Although I know that Li Qingqing and Shu Ying are close, it's already lunchtime and she still hasn't come back to cook, which is a bit too much.

He stepped forward, intending to ask what was going on, but Xie Zhiyan only glanced at him out of the corner of his eye before deftly closing his own door.

Duan Huaichuan looked embarrassed after being turned away. He touched his nose with one hand, and his expression was not good.

What does this mean?

Is he so disliked now?

His wife didn't like him, and even the neighbors didn't give him a friendly look.

Duan Huaichuan was starting to have doubts about life.

What heinous crime did he commit?

He wasn't very good at cooking; the food he usually made was either undercooked or burnt. But he couldn't go hungry after a long day at work. He glanced at the time and realized he could still make it to the cafeteria.

The Xie family gathered together; there were many people eating, but also many people working.