Love at the Right Time

Chapter 124

Two days before their birthday, the Wen’s and Shi’s parents had informed Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu that they would go home for dinner on their birthday, and dinner was scheduled at Shi’s.

Shi Qingqiu parked the car, closed her eyes in the car and rested for a while, then took out her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat. In the top chat, she was in the chat history with Wen Qinghan before leaving the house.

The latest one was reissued by Wen Qinghan afterwards, saying that she would report to her parents for a trip to the company, but then she didn’t come back together.

She touched Wen Qinghan’s name on the screen with her thumb. After one night and one morning, her mood was no longer as intense as last night.

The anger, distress, regret, and misses that suddenly intensified after knowing the past, all merged together at this moment, and turned into an inexplicable feeling.

She wants to have a good talk with Wen Qinghan, about the wrong decision made yesterday that was too thoughtful for her, and then talk about it, she actually doesn’t have so much free time, so she will think of those insignificant past events.

Now, thinking about the trivial things after she was with Wen Qinghan, she felt that she didn’t have enough time.

When Shi Qingqiu got out of the car, as soon as he entered the house, he heard the two mothers discussing the recent hot movies.

Tang Jinghui held a tablet and introduced: “The heroine of this movie is Shi Zhaoyi, the one who knows Qingqiu very well.”

Zhao Wanyi stared at her and said thoughtfully: “This look looks really quiet. When Qingqiu shot “Yu Junjue” with her before, there was a look like a queen and very beautiful.”

Tang Jinghui agreed: “If you want me to say, I feel she is also very malleable, and she is suitable for any role.”

Zhao Wanyi smiled: “The main reason is to look good.”

Shi Qingqiu took off his coat and went over, showing a smile: “Mom, what are you talking about? I seem to hear Zhao Yi’s name.”

Tang Jinghui hurriedly put down the tablet and explained to her: “It’s her. She has recently released a new movie trailer, which looks pretty good.”

Shi Qingqiu looked at the paused video on the tablet, “Well, she has been shooting for a long time, and the post-production takes too long, and it should be released long ago.”

“Then you filmed with her? When will it be released?” Tang Jinghui asked closely.

Shi Qingqiu smiled, “Next year, there should be a trailer at the end of this year.”

After she finished speaking, she looked around and didn’t see Wen Qinghan, “Mom, where is Qinghan?”

Zhao Wanyi smiled and said, “I was in the kitchen with your dad. I said I had nothing to do, and I had to order food and waited for you to come back from the company. I told her to leave the kitchen for her birthday today, and she was not obedient.

“Then I’ll go to the kitchen and have a look.” Shi Qingqiu walked toward the kitchen without intending to sit down.

Both fathers are the masters of their wives, and are responsible for their respective tasks in the kitchen.

Wen Qinghan’s eyebrows were sloppy, he rolled his sleeves and slightly bent over, holding the chopsticks with his slender, white fingers and laying the fried ribs.

Shi Qingqiu stepped forward and did not look at Wen Qinghan again, “Dad, I’m back, what’s delicious tonight?”

“It’s a lot, it’s all you like to eat, both yours and Qinghan’s.” Shi Honglang said with a smile.

“Well, eat early tonight, otherwise it will be too late for you to go back at night.” Wen Chengxuan said while washing the vegetables while wearing glasses.

“It’s okay, it’s early now.” Shi Qingqiu walked over again, grabbing the shoulders of Wen Qinghan who was straight up, and sniffing the ribs she picked up, “Well… it smells good. You did it or your dad did it. ?”

Wen Qinghan turned to look at her and said, “I did it.”

Shi Qingqiu’s voice is gentle and affectionate: “I feel like I’m going to eat tonight, so many dishes.”

Wen Chengxuan urged: “You two should go out quickly, let us come here, don’t make trouble with you.”

Shi Qingqiu spit out his tongue and said, “Where is the trouble?” Then he put down the spare ribs on Wen Qinghan’s hand, took her to walk and said, “Then let’s go back to the room, hard-working dads.”

Wen Qinghan took Shi Qingqiu’s lead and returned to Shi Qingqiu’s room and closed the door, so that he could look at each other well.

Wen Qinghan’s expression was always inconspicuous, and it was not easy to see if she was tired, but Shi Qingqiu remembered to put it simply that Wen Qinghan was a little lacking in energy this morning.

“I mean, you don’t seem to be sleeping well.” Shi Qingqiu pulled down her sleeves and buttoned her cuffs, “I called you last night, and it doesn’t sound like you just woke up. What are you doing in the middle of the night?”

Wen Qinghan didn’t answer, but fixedly looked at Shi Qingqiu’s eyes, as if she had to see something.

Shi Qingqiu sorted her clothes and didn’t look at her. She raised her hand and gently pressed her soft fingertips against the corners of her eyes, “The eyes are so swollen, how long did you cry yesterday?”

“It didn’t take long for me to stop after waking up. Are my eyes swollen obviously?” Shi Qingqiu closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembling, and Wen Qinghan’s finger pads lightly stroked his eyelids.

“Fortunately, parents shouldn’t be able to tell if they don’t look carefully.” Wen Qinghan pulled her into his arms, and the words were clear to his ears: “There must be no next time, this is the only one. In the future, I will definitely return soon. Home, eat with you and sleep with you.”

Wen Qinghan seemed to promise something in a pun, and it sounded like he was comforting the brief separation last night.

Yesterday’s choice was to completely eliminate the regrets in her life and to explain her doubts so that she would not keep that knot in her heart when she accidentally remembered it in her future life.

Shi Qingqiu wrapped her hands around Wen Qinghan’s waist, buried her head between her neck, and replied in a dull voice: “You said this, you remember it clearly.”

Wen Qinghan nodded and said in a low voice, “Well, remember it clearly, there is no next time.”

Her breath hit Shi Qingqiu’s ears, hot and numb, and the heat got into her ears when she talked, making Shi Qingqiu feel that she was a huge heat source. Thinking about her indifference to hide her concerns before, it was even more unwilling. let go.

“But I’m still angry.” Shi Qingqiu raised his head, staring at her with dazzling eyes, “Wen Qinghan, I am angry, I held back one night and one day.”

Wen Qinghan suddenly “cocked” in his heart, fearing that Shi Qingqiu would already know it, and that she was also afraid that she would misunderstand what she meant.

But looking at it this way, the emotions in Shi Qingqiu’s eyes were more grievances, as if they were complaining about her not going home.

Wen Qinghan’s heart was softened, her tone was softened, and after kissing the corner of her mouth, she said, “I admit my mistake, and I will make up for you when I go back tonight.”

“Why don’t you ask me the reason for my anger?” Shi Qingqiu was even aggrieved in his tone.

Wen Qinghan stroked her hair, “Isn’t it because I didn’t go back? The food was cold and the cake was not eaten.”

Shi Qingqiu paused and replied affirmatively: “No.”

Wen Qinghan began to seriously think about what else could make Shi Qingqiu feel wronged so much that he would act like a baby and be angry.

She thought about it from the beginning, but didn’t think of the point of anger at all.

She pursed her lips and asked tentatively, “Because my cell phone is dead, did not answer your call?”

Shi Qingqiu shook his head, “No.”

She thought for a while, and then asked: “Is that because I didn’t call you before going to bed? I’m afraid you are asleep and don’t want to wake you up.” She paused and added lowly: “I I miss you.”

Shi Qingqiu still shook his head, “It’s not this.”

It seems that the point of being angry has been denied. Wen Qinghan is a little discouraged. She really can’t think of it. Where else can she make Shi Qingqiu angry?

Shi Qingqiu’s eyes were about to turn up a wave of tsunami, Wen Qinghan really didn’t plan to spread his thoughts, but wanted to press this matter to the bottom of the box.

What she thought about, and what she did for herself, she didn’t plan to confess a word.

After saying that he should treat each other frankly, if he said that he no longer has any reservations, and he is not allowed to hide the tucked ones. Wen Qinghan has tossed to the Pacific Ocean.

But after another thought, the starting point was all for myself.

Shi Qingqiu couldn’t get even more angry, and today I have to settle the accounts with her anyway, otherwise her problem will really be fixed.

Seeing her complexion darkened, Wen Qinghan couldn’t understand it, so he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek again, saying in a seductive tone, “Don’t be angry, I was wrong, and I will definitely not be anymore.”

Shi Qingqiu pushed hard, pushing Wen Qinghan against the door panel, and angrily complained: “You don’t even know where you are wrong. What is your apology? I don’t accept it.”

Wen Qinghan was slightly bent over when he was hit, his eyebrows were twisted, he snorted in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to cover his back.

Shi Qingqiu was taken aback, and his anger was seven minutes away, and he hurriedly touched her back, “Qing Han, I’m sorry, did it hurt? I’m sorry…”

“Don’t tell me I’m sorry.” Wen Qinghan grabbed Shi Qingqiu, pressed her head into her arms, lowered her head and asked in a soft voice: “Is it enough? If it’s not enough, I will continue to do as you please.”

Shi Qingqiu pushed her away. This time he was more careful than before. Because he took into account the seriousness of the topic, he started to face her up: “Let’s talk about it when I go home tonight. It’s not convenient now. My parents are there. And it’s almost time to eat.”

“Okay.” Wen Qinghan took the corners of his lips, reached out to squeeze Shi Qingqiu’s face, and then stroked the corners of her eyes, “Then don’t be angry for the time being. For your birthday today, don’t worry your parents. I will return tonight. Home, I know everything you say.”

Shi Qingqiu took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, smiled at her and said, “Mrs. Shi, happy birthday.”

Wen Qinghan smiled unabated, holding her right hand to her lips, and kissing her ring finger on the part of her ring finger, “Mrs. Wen, happy birthday. I’m very happy. From this year on, we can celebrate our birthday together.”

The eyes are clear and clear, and the voice is clear and beautiful, both of which are touching.

Shi Qingqiu bit her lip and smiled. When did she start to feel Wen Qinghan’s incomprehension? Wen Qinghan was sultry at all, completely unlike the image of an old cadre she had portrayed in front of the public.

The dinner for the two families was naturally rich, and it was the birthday of the two children, which was even more meticulously prepared.

Alcohol is indispensable. Tonight in my own home and the two elders live close together, there is no such thing as restraint.

But the young couple Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu are different. For their first birthday after getting married, they said that they would go back to the world of the two for everything, so in order to drive, one of them couldn’t drink.

Wen Qinghan poured the wine consciously and poured juice for Shi Qingqiu.

Then everyone toasted together and said in unison: “Happybirthday!”

Tang Jinghui said with a smile on her face: “I’ve grown up one year old again. This birthday is a complete one. It’s really a family.”

Zhao Wanyi pretentiously scolded: “It’s as if I wasn’t a family before. This should be called pros and pros. Do you mean it?”

“Yes, yes, Mom is right.” Shi Qingqiu pursed his lips and smiled.

She gave Wen Qinghan some food, not forgetting to tell: “Only one drink is allowed, not more, can you hear it?”

Wen Qinghan said softly and obediently: “Well, just a cup.”

Zhao Wanyi smiled at each other with Wen Chengxuan, and couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “Our daughter, we are going to be eaten by Qingqiu. She is so prestigious outside that she can’t get up when we are with Qingqiu.”

Shi Qingqiu smiled helplessly: “Mom, you talk about me like a tigress, how can she listen to me so much?”

“Why not? Seeing is believing…” Wen Chengxuan also ridiculed the rare opportunity.

The family talked and laughed, and a dinner was held in the chat and the memories of the two children.

After the meal, the sky darkened, and Wen Qinghan bid farewell to the two pairs of elders with Shi Qingqiu, and drove back from Shi Qingqiu.

She put on soothing light music to let Wen Qinghan close her eyes to rest.

When he drove into the villa area, Shi Qingqiu stopped the car, and Wen Qinghan noticed that the car had stopped and opened his eyes.

There was a drizzle outside, and the autumn rain was slightly cool, with the chill of early winter.

Wen Qinghan pressed her lips and looked at her profile, “Qing Qiu, why did you stop?”

Shi Qingqiu lowered his eyes, his hands holding the steering wheel tightened, and then turned to look at Wen Qinghan, speaking in a low voice: “Get out of the car and walk home from here. Think about where you went wrong on the road.”