Even though Shen Xian was extremely meticulous, sensitive and considerate, he could not detect Zhou Wan's inner thoughts.
Zhou Wan could only lower his head and eat to hide his expression.
After dinner, she sat on the sofa again and watched Shen Xian washing dishes in the kitchen.
Qingqing was following him, hugging his thighs.
Chen Xian blew a bubble with detergent and presented it in front of Qingqing. Qingqing was immediately surprised and poked it with her finger.
The bubbles burst, and Qingqing giggled happily: "I want more."
Zhou Wan tilted her head and looked at the father and daughter. She felt that she had never understood Chen Xian.
After dinner, Shen Xian said, “Do you want to take a nap? I’ll take Qingqing for a walk in the community, let her digest it, and then come back and let her take a nap.”
Zhou Wan said: "You go ahead, I'll check my phone for a while."
Chen Xian nodded and carried Qingqing out.
Soon, Zhou Wan saw Chen Xian and Qing Qing appear downstairs in the community from the balcony. She watched all this quietly, with a thousand thoughts in her mind.
Then, she began to tour Shen Xian's room.
This is a four-bedroom, two-living-room house with an area of 160 square meters. She was surprised to find that one of the rooms had been converted into a recording studio. Although it was not large, it had all the necessary facilities and there were many musical instruments.
The room has also been carefully soundproofed.
She walked into the recording studio and saw a lot of manuscripts on the table, but due to her good upbringing, she did not look through them.
Then, she walked into the second bedroom. The layout was very simple. This should be the room where Shen Xian would live in the next two days. There was a photo on the bedside table.
She picked up the photo curiously. It was a photo of Shen Xian and a man. The man was none other than Xiao Yang, but Zhou Wan didn't recognize him.
Zhou Wan also knew about the entanglement between Chen Xian and Liu Ruyun. When she heard about it, her heart stopped beating.
It’s not that she liked Chen Xian, but that Shen Xian had already had an intimate relationship with her at that time.
He was her first and only man, and her possessiveness took over at that moment.
In the next three years, Chen Xian disappeared from her sight. After giving birth to Qingqing, she devoted herself to her career.
After a while, she returned to the sofa and waited for Shen Xian and Qing Qing.
When Shen Xian opened the door, Qingqing had already fallen asleep on Shen Xian's shoulder.
Chen Xian smiled and said, "She fell asleep in the time it took to get on the elevator."
Zhou Wan walked over and looked at Qingqing who was sleeping soundly. Her chubby little face was deformed from being pressed against Shen Xian's shoulders, and she was drooling, wetting Shen Xian's shirt.
Zhou Wan pursed her lips and chuckled, but Shen Xian didn't look disgusted at all.
Zhou Wan was surprised to find that Qingqing was sleeping very soundly, with steady and long breathing. She took Qingqing from Chen Xian's hands.
As soon as she took it, Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes, hooked her hands around Chen Xian's neck, and refused to let go.
Zhou Wan was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth.
You are so good, Zhou Qingqing. I have taken care of you for two years, and your father only took care of you for one morning. Now you are turning against me?
Shen Xian said softly: "Let me do it, you go take a lunch break."
Zhou Wan glared at Zhou Qingqing hatefully. Zhou Qingqing leaned her head on Shen Xian's shoulder and blinked at Zhou Wan.
Shen Xian laughed: "Little friend, go to sleep."
Zhou Qingqing closed her eyes peacefully, breathing in the scent of Shen Xian: "Dad's scent."
When Zhou Wan heard this, his body trembled, and he ran into the master bedroom as if escaping and closed the door.
Around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Wan came out sleepily and saw Qingqing sleeping on the sofa with an air-conditioning quilt covering her belly, while Shen Xian was sitting beside her cutting fruit: "Come, have some durian."
Zhou Wan walked over and asked: "How do you know I like to eat durian?"
Shen Xian smiled and said, “I’ve seen you eat it.”
He is really careful and even observes clearly what he likes to eat.
Chen Xian also liked this feeling. The arrival of Zhou Wan and Qingqing also brought some liveliness to the home.
"You can cook, take care of children, and keep the house in tidy order. Are these experiences you gained from taking care of Liu Ruyun?" Zhou Wan asked.
Zhou Wan discovered that Shen Xian's hand paused for a moment, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes. Although it was fleeting, Zhou Wan still caught it.
A sense of resentment inexplicably emerged in Zhou Wan's heart.
Does this woman occupy such an important position in your heart?
But Shen Xian said: "Liu Ruyun and I don't actually live together. In fact, we have never really been together. I have cooked for her, but no more than five times."
Zhou Wan looked at Chen Xian's profile and found that he didn't seem to be lying.
"Life is tiring. If you don't learn a few more skills, you will starve to death, right?" Shen Xian said with a smile.
He kept silent about the past.
That was a past event that he himself did not want to recall. Every time he recalled it, it only brought him pain.
There is no need to tell others about the sadness you feel behind the scenes, as others will not be able to empathize with you.
Only you can maintain your dignity in front of others. Others will not pick up your self-esteem.
This is a truth that Shen Xian understood very early on.
It was broken into pieces a long time ago and has not been put together yet.
For so many years, he has been looking for someone who can put him together.
He liked Qingqing very much. For some reason, he found that Qingqing's arrival was healing the pain in his heart.
"Where is Qingqing's father?" Shen Xian suddenly asked.
Zhou Wan didn't know how to answer and could only remain silent.
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