Chapter 429

Li Qingqing frowned even more as she watched him scrub vigorously with his reddened hands.

That's a bit too much... Even if it's not completely clean, you don't need to scrub it so hard, right?

Just as Li Qingqing was feeling puzzled, her gaze drifted to the side and she happened to see the basin next to the pool piled with her personal clothes and underwear that she had just changed out of that day.

It was already wet with water and soaked in laundry detergent.

Duan Huaichuan's actions also seemed to be an attempt to cover up the truth.

It didn't seem like he genuinely felt the diapers weren't clean enough; it was more like he was afraid she'd feel awkward seeing him washing them for her...

Li Qingqing blushed instantly, took two steps forward to take the clothes back, but then felt that it seemed a bit too deliberate.

But……

Li Qingqing hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say, and quickly grabbed her clothes and left.

This is so embarrassing.

But for some reason, this guy has been acting like he's gone crazy these past two days. He's washing clothes, mopping the floor, and even washing her underwear, as if he's determined to be the perfect husband...

I have no idea what's wrong with me.

Li Qingqing closed her eyes to calm herself down.

Forget it, let him do whatever he wants. He'll do all the work, and she'll have an easier time.

Li Qingqing is now exceptionally open-minded.

The sweet fragrance in the air didn't last long after Li Qingqing left; it quickly dissipated.

Duan Huaichuan turned his head to look in the direction Li Qingqing had left, feeling inexplicably empty inside.

He suddenly felt like he was being incredibly inhuman... Li Qingqing was still breastfeeding and had only just recovered, yet he was thinking of sleeping with his wife in his arms...

Duan Huaichuan slapped himself hard, as if condemning himself, to bring himself to his senses. He then quickened his pace and washed the clothes even more diligently.

By the time Duan Huaichuan finished washing all the clothes and took them out to hang them to dry in the yard, Li Qingqing had already returned from shopping and gone upstairs.

Duan Huaichuan originally thought that given the subtle and ambiguous atmosphere just now and his reaction, Li Qingqing should have already noticed something and might ask him about it, or wait for him to explain himself.

After hanging up the clothes, he went inside and upstairs. Standing at the door, he watched Duan Huaichuan playing with the children inside, looking relaxed and carefree.

When she saw him come in, she just glanced at him and then went back to playing with her child. The mother and son were playing with a ball of yarn, going back and forth, having a great time.

Aside from a brief moment when Tuantuan saw him standing at the door, her smile vanished, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Li Qingqing acted as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring what had just occurred and the man standing at the door.

Duan Huaichuan felt inexplicably disappointed.

Being ignored and kept away from by Tuantuan is barely acceptable, after all, Tuantuan is still young.

Children naturally become closer to whoever spends more time with them.

Li Qingqing often accompanied him, so the little guy naturally became close to Li Qingqing and unfamiliar with his father, who often stayed in the camp and did not go home.

There's no rush. Feelings and familiarity can be cultivated gradually. He believes that as long as he plays with the child often and appears in front of the child frequently, the child will eventually become familiar with him.

But Li Qingqing...

It seems she really doesn't care about him anymore, and has no feelings for him.

In her world now, it seems that only Tuantuan and Shuying remain.

Because she only smiles in front of them...

The longer Duan Huaichuan stood at the door, the more it seemed to confirm that his idea was correct.

She...didn't even glance back.

So, in Li Qingqing's heart, the child and Shu Ying are more important than him, right?

Duan Huaichuan could even sense that if someone else appeared, that person would definitely be ahead of him in line.

Duan Huaichuan felt that inexplicable bitterness and discomfort welling up in his heart again, a feeling so intense he could hardly breathe.

He clutched his chest in discomfort, clutching the fabric of his shirt, feeling a sour taste in his breath.

When Shu Ying returned home in the evening, Xie Mingzhu, Huang Meiling, and Xie Wenyuan had already picked up the children and brought them back.

Shu Ying observed the expressions and demeanor of Xie Mingzhu, her parents-in-law, and herself.

The three of them spoke in their usual relaxed tone, cracking jokes every now and then, and bustling about in and out of the kitchen, with bursts of laughter occasionally echoing in the room.

Shu Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They seem to be in normal emotional states.

She patted her chest, somewhat curious, but didn't dare ask too many questions right away.

After all, this involves her sister's past, which is a kind of scar on her body.

Shu Ying's principle is to avoid reopening old wounds.

Without saying a word, she withdrew her somewhat curious and worried gaze, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen to help prepare dinner.

Huang Meiling probably noticed Shu Ying's worry and smiled at her.

"Don't worry, Yingying, your sister and I didn't suffer any losses this time we went back."

"Speaking of which, we should thank you for the shoes and gloves you gave us before you left."

Hearing this, Shu Ying became interested.

"So those shoes and gloves came in handy?"

Huang Meiling smiled so much her eyes crinkled, and nodded.

“可不是嘛，不管是手套还是鞋子，全都派上了用场，把那几个人揍的哭爹喊娘，脸肿的跟猪头似的。”

"I have to say, Yingying, you have a great eye for picking things. With these shoes and gloves, it's so much easier. Even if we wanted to be gentle, we wouldn't have a chance."

Shu Ying chuckled.

"Of course, I know you're the most dexterous with your hands, and it's easier for your sister to use her feet, so I specially picked these for you."

"Mom, could you tell me more about it? I'm really curious."

Huang Meiling had just nodded when Xie Mingzhu, who was outside, overheard their conversation and rushed in with a smile.

"Of course! We'll both tell you together!"

The two chatted back and forth, and Xie Wenyuan, who was not usually talkative, could only stay behind them, chopping up the vegetables they had left behind and watching over the soup that was cooking in the pot.

Xie Mingzhu spoke with great enthusiasm, almost recounting in detail how many punches and kicks she had thrown.

Xie Wenyuan couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat.

There's no need to go into such detail...

At the most interesting part, Shu Ying and Xie Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh.

"You have no idea, wearing those shoes you gave me was like having divine assistance. I kicked one after another until Song Yaozu was crying for his parents!"

"And then there's that rattan cane I used later... No wonder they always liked to hit me with that rattan cane before. It felt really good to hit Song Yaozu with that rattan cane. It was so satisfying to see him rolling on the ground with his neck tucked in."

Upon hearing this, Shu Ying's smile vanished instantly.