Ji Mohan did not refute her. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. "I'll wait for you outside. I'll have breakfast later."

Then he took a look at her and went out.

Qin Shuying sat on the bed for a while. For a long time, she picked up her mobile phone and made a call to the nanny.

After confirming Jin Yu's condition, she came out.

The location of the villa is good.

There is a whole wall of transparent glass, the early morning sun can wear in, according to the room is warm taste.

I haven't hired a baby sitter for the time being. My home is very safe.

The sofa is covered with dust cover, and several plaster statues beside the table are covered with dust cover.

Everything is new.

In the corner, there is a white piano.

Qin Shuying can play the piano. He has loved it since he was a child.

But since the birth of a daughter, piano seems to have become a distant luxury.

At this time, the sun shrouded in white paint, piano cover with a layer of luxurious golden halo.

A pair of skilful fingers gently lifted the cover of the piano.

She pulled the stool and sat down. The wind came in from the window, and the pages of the piano score were moving, making a clatter.

She seemed to smell the long lost fragrance in the air.

She remembers that when she was a child, there was a magnolia tree in the courtyard of the Qin family. On the night of early summer, the fragrance of flowers would accompany her to sleep.

Since then, all memories of warm time with family members are mostly related to aroma.

She closed her eyes, touched the keys, and a string of beautiful notes poured out from her scaly fingertips.

Ji Mohan stood at the door of the kitchen, his back against the wall, quietly listening to the notes of harmony.

His eyes were fixed on her all the time.

A beautiful woman, facing the morning light, is playing wonderful music.

It reminded him of the first time he met her.

At that time, she was a green girl, she was still in high school.

But she is the most dazzling woman in the crowd.

She came from a different family.

At that time, his father was a contractor. Although he attended a private high school in Shencheng at the same time, his status as a upstart was often ridiculed.

Yes, his father went to school to see him. He was driving the most expensive sports car, but he was wearing a big gold chain, a flowered shirt and a pair of slippers.

And she's totally different.

She had a good birth.

Her father is a high cadre, and her family is scholarly.

She had pride in her heart.

Of course, she never looked at him more than that.

In front of her, all he had was a deep sense of inferiority.

No amount of money can buy his confidence in front of her.

But he still liked her.

This kind of love has lasted for many years, and is still rooted.

At that time, he thought that he would marry her and offer her such a splendid life. He would soak her in honey and make her delicate all her life.

However, in the end, he failed to do it.

Looking at her running around for a living, her hands became rough and her face became haggard. His heart felt worse than her.

She, and their daughter, should have had a better life.

The song ends.

Qin Shuying felt more comfortable than ever. She turned her head and looked slowly behind her. The dark figure seemed to have been standing for a long time.

"Very good!"

Ji Mohan clapped his hands.

The applause seemed a little monotonous and silent.

Qin Shuying lowered her eyes and gave a light smile. Then, she reached out and pulled up the cover and slowly put it down.

Stand up, a pair of clear eyes can see to him, "do you understand?"

His lips moved, and he heard her words with an obvious derogatory meaning.

Is she satirizing him for not understanding music?

"Breakfast is ready, ready to eat!"

He did not argue with her, turned and walked into the restaurant.

Qin Shuying stood in front of the piano for a while. As she walked towards the restaurant, she looked at the back yard.

Under the sun, a pool of clear water is shining

There's a swimming pool.

However, no one seems to clean the reason, the sparkling water, fell a few Magnolia petals, gently rippling.

Breakfast is very good.

To her surprise, it's a real pilot breakfast.

Crystal dumplings, just fried small dumplings covered with sesame, emitting a strong aroma.

A cup of steaming soybean milk, put in front of her from his hand, even this morning is amazing.

She took a sip of soybean milk in her hands, which was very rich and familiar.

Just like the taste she got when she was in the deep city, her eyes were astringent and her throat choked.

It was as if there was something in her throat that she couldn't say a word of what she wanted to say.

She breathed desperately.

For a long time, she turned her head to look out of the window. Then she turned to look at him, "how can there be these things here?"

"Oh, online shopping, you know, online everything is good, buy frozen, from the domestic mail. And then it can be processed again. The bean prize is pressed now, and the small fried bun is fried again. It doesn't cost much

He said it lightly, with a little dark between his brows.

She hung her eyes, her thick curly eyelashes blinked slightly, and her pale face suddenly became ruddy for a long time.

Last night, the dark soul wandering in the street seemed to be redeemed at this moment.

Qin Shuying took another sip of soybean milk and looked at his lipstick on the wall of the cup. He rubbed it with embarrassment.

"Did you buy the house?"

Her eyes were bright.

"Well..."

"How much is it?"

"More than three million... Not expensive!"

This area is not too prosperous, nor is it a metropolis. It is much cheaper than that in China.

She nodded, Australians buy a house is generally a loan, like this one-time payment is very few. The house seems to be the biggest discount, but she can't afford it all her life.

Once she lived a good life, she never thought that one day she would be so poor that she didn't even have a place to live.

She took a piece of crystal dumpling with chopsticks and chewed it gently. For a long time, she sighed, "it's really delicious!"

He looked at her quietly.

"What's the matter?"

She held her chin in her hands.

"You're swearing." His face did not change and his heart did not beat.

"Oh... Is swearing your privilege? Why can you say that? I can't! " She looked at him scornfully.

"No, you misunderstood me. I don't swear!"

Qin Shuying put another Fried Bun in it. The bottom of the bag was crispy. She took a bite of the sauerkraut inside. It tasted authentic.

For a long time, she swallowed, and then looked at Ji Mohan, "you never thought that I would be reduced to this point, right?"