Chapter 223: Ghost

Cancan played in the study for a while, and when he saw that his uncle had no intention of paying attention to him, he went out by himself.

Shen Jiazhou lay on the ground for a while, then stood up. The constant temperature system in the room was on, and he did some push-ups. Sweat was dripping down, and some of it disappeared into his collar along his outline.

He walked out of the study, and for some reason, he didn't dare look in the direction of the living room. He went straight back to the bedroom, and felt his heart pounding again. His mind kept appearing the image of Wen Shuqiao hugging him just now.

…

Shen Jiazhou rushed into the bathroom. As soon as he entered, he turned his head slightly and saw himself in the mirror. He was sweating profusely and his face was abnormally red.

As expected, exercising will make people feel hot, but exercise is good for the body. I must have been too busy recently and neglected exercise. If I exercise more in the future, I will definitely not be like this now.

Shen Jiazhou silently comforted himself in his heart, and then went to take a hot bath with peace of mind.

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Cancan found her aunt upstairs. Wen Shuqiao was working at the moment.

He walked over, bent down and squeezed into her arms, looked at the computer curiously, and when he lost interest, he turned around, leaned against the table, and faced Wen Shuqiao: "Aunt, uncle just lay on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, like this."

Wen Shuqiao's fingers were still on the keyboard. She said, "Do push-ups."

Cancan nodded: "Yes! I am still lying on my uncle, and my uncle is like a horse in the amusement park! Aunt, when will you take me out to play again! Which one do I want to play~"

Wen Shuqiao's train of thought was diverted by Cancan, and she said, "Dad will take you there after you've seen it."

Cancan knew that he was going to visit his father, but he never went. He asked, "Aunt, when are we going?"

"Let's go on Saturday." Wen Shuqiao said, "Is that okay?"

She was chatting with Shen Jiazhou this afternoon. She had said before that she would take Cancan to see Shen Jiachen, but she didn't expect that there were too many things to do during this period, and she was sick, so the trip to pay tribute to Shen Jiachen was delayed.

If we keep dragging on like this, it will be New Year's Day in the blink of an eye.

So she and Shen Jiazhou decided that even if the sky fell this weekend, they would go and see it.

He is clearly the closest to Cancan, but he is always behind.

Cancan nodded: "Okay!"

Wen Shuqiao pinched his face and said, "Take the milk and cake and go down to play. We'll have dinner soon."

Cancan looked down at the two little guys curled up beside his aunt's legs and nodded: "Aunt, bring milk and cake with you when the time comes, okay?"

"Okay, I'll buy a cat bag and you can carry the milk, okay?" Wen Shuqiao smiled and said, "Take it over and let your dad see that you take such good care of them, and you can take care of yourself too."

Cancan responded vigorously: "Okay!"

He happily picked up Milk, who just looked at him lazily, then squinted his eyes and snuggled in his arms. Cake watched him leave, then slowly stood up and followed him out of Wen Shuqiao's room.

The bedroom door closed. Wen Shuqiao leaned back in his chair, his palms on the table, looking at the document, but his mind went blank for a moment.

Thinking about nothing, thinking about nothing.

She took a deep breath, shook her head, and focused all her attention on the computer.

But when she was typing on the computer keyboard, she inexplicably remembered the day when Shen Jiazhou stretched out his bony hand and asked her seriously which hand contained the paper ball.

And the way his face suddenly turned red just now, as if he was cooked, she actually saw it, but she didn't dare to look at it any longer.

Wen Shuqiao pursed his lips slightly, raised his hand to fan his face, patted his face, cursed himself for being a bitch, and forced his brain to focus on the document.

Go to work, go to work, I love going to work!

But before I could get into work mode, Cancan came again. He pressed the door with both hands and said, "Aunt, uncle asked me to call you. It's time to eat!"

Wen Shuqiao stood up: "I am here."

She picked up her cell phone, held Cancan's hand and went downstairs together. Halfway down the stairs, she saw Shen Jiazhou sitting at the dining table.

He was staring at his mobile phone at the moment. After hearing the movement on the stairs, he raised his head and looked at Wen Shuqiao, then put his head back very naturally and continued to look at the phone in his hand.

He didn't swipe his phone again until Wen Shuqiao and Cancan went downstairs.

Wen Shuqiao sat down opposite him, and Cancan sat next to her. Seeing the fried chicken legs on the plate, her eyes lit up: "Aunt, I want to eat chicken legs!"

Wen Shuqiao had just sat down and was about to pick up the chopsticks to get him one, but Shen Jiazhou sitting opposite him had already picked up one and put it on his plate.

"Pick it up yourself. You're already a little adult." Shen Jiazhou took back the chopsticks.

Cancan didn't care. She put on her gloves and started to eat the chicken leg. She took a bite and it was crispy and juicy.

It’s really delicious!

Cancan shook his head as he savored the delicious food. After swallowing it, he took the chicken leg and dipped it in the ketchup that the old lady had specially prepared for him. He took a bite and the chicken leg had a more sweet and sour flavor.

He narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Wen Shuqiao: "Aunt, it's delicious~ Can I eat it tomorrow?"

Wen Shuqiao tilted his head slightly to look at him: "Eating too much will cause internal heat, wait a few days before eating again."

Cancan nodded regretfully. It seemed that she could only eat a few more today.

Shen Jiazhou picked up the chopsticks and pursed his lips: "If he likes to eat..."

Wen Shuqiao looked at him. Shen Jiazhou paused and changed his words: "Even if you like to eat, you can't eat too much. It will make you get angry..."

The more you talk, the less confident you feel.

"It's like this." Wen Shuqiao didn't pay attention to Shen Jiazhou's tone, and just picked up some vegetables for Cancan: "Eat it together."

Cancan secretly pursed her lips, but still obediently took the baby chopsticks and ate the vegetables fiercely.

Shen Jiazhou's gaze moved from the table full of dishes to Wen Shuqiao. He took a quick glance at her, but could still see that she looked the same as usual, and did not seem to be troubled by the "accident" that happened not long ago.

He poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, somewhat absentmindedly.

Cancan, who was sitting opposite, was gnawing on a chicken leg while looking at his uncle in confusion. He asked vaguely, "Uncle? Why are you poking at the rice?"

Because Cancan was talking, Wen Shuqiao also looked up at Shen Jiazhou who was sitting opposite her. She asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay." Shen Jiazhou also picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks and gently put it into his bowl amid Cancan's resisting eyes.

Shen Jiazhou said: "It's good for children to eat more vegetables."

Cancan turned into a bitter gourd face, the uncle is a bad guy! The baby clearly warned the uncle with his eyes!

Shen Jiazhou smiled at him and said, "You little rascal, if you want to fight with him, just study for a few more years!"