Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

    Jian Qingtong guiltily picked up the cup and drank two sips of white water to calm down her feverish mind.

    Quickly going through the speech just now in his mind, Jian Qingtong quickly felt relieved without feeling that there was anything out of the ordinary.

    Rabbits even bite people in a hurry. She's not a pinch, and it's normal for them to break out occasionally.

    It's just uncomfortable being stared at.

    "Well, I've always wanted to say thank you and I'm sorry, it's a little late, isn't it?"

    She sneered, her fingers unconsciously pressing on the white porcelain teacup.

    Tang Yuanzheng saw her pale knuckles, reached out and took the cup from her hand, bent over to open the cabinet, added a spoonful of malted milk essence, stirred it twice and put it back in front of her.

    "There is no need to talk about this between husband and wife."

    Besides, now that the matter is done, it is meaningless to say this.

    He glanced at her exposed wrist intentionally or unintentionally, and was shocked by how slender it was, not as thick as the fleshy little arm.

    Even if she really had a plan back then, Tang Yuanzheng felt excusable at this moment, she just wanted to live a better life.

    Tang Yuanzheng took out a stack of money and tickets from his coat pocket and handed it over.

    "There is a small shop next to the cafeteria. You can buy some small things like soy sauce, white sugar, matches, and ask Wei Xiangqian to show you."

    Jian Qingtong watched him quietly for a while, then reached out to take it.

    "Okay, then I'll go back first."

    "You..."

    Tang Yuanzheng wanted to say something else, but Tang Guo, who was asleep on the sofa, suddenly woke up, crying loudly.

    Tang Yuanzheng stepped over in two big steps, picked up the child to check the diaper, and it was really wet.

    Jian Qingtong silently handed over the schoolbag, which contained spare clean diapers.

    Tang Yuanzheng glanced at her sideways, and Jian Qingtong looked at him blankly.

    Tang Yuanzheng frowned, untied the dirty diaper, held the crying girl in one hand, walked around her to the corner, picked up the empty basin on the washbasin rack, and went to the outside water room to collect water.

    "Hey, give me the child..."

    Jian Qingtong wanted to help after realizing it, but was left behind by the man who strode out.

    She puffed up her cheeks and mumbled softly:

    "Look, I really don't know how to take care of children. I have no experience. If I don't make trouble, I will make a contribution." After all

    , she felt bad about it, and wanted to do something to prove that she was not. No wink. But turning around in place, I was stunned that I didn't know what to do.

    The documents on Tang Yuanzheng's desk should involve confidential content, and it is not convenient for her to help organize them.

    After thinking about it, she simply took the door and stood outside, so as not to get suspected, spies are still rampant at this moment.