Qu Jingzi didn't know how the meal was finished, what you ate vaguely remembered, and you didn't know how it tasted.
Put down the chopsticks, Yaoyao's words seem to come from another world and say, "Go wash the dishes."
"Wash the dishes?" he asked blankly.
Yao Yao nodded with a smile, "Yes, people who cook do not wash dishes, this is common sense."
"Oh." He carried the used things to the kitchen, and began to wash obediently.
He often wash brushes and palettes, although he hasn’t washed the dishes, but he hasn’t fallen or smashed. It’s clean.
"Come here." Just after washing, Yaoyao took a towel to catch his wet hands and lowered his head to help him wipe the water stains in his fingers.
Qu Jingzi looked down at her thin white neck and automatically replayed the woman he saw in his father’s car that day. He finally understood why he had always missed the picture and even dreaming at night would bring Yaoyao’s face into that woman. ...
After eating, Qu Jingzi didn't mean to leave. Yao Yao was picking the clothes to be worn as a guest tomorrow. Qu Jingzi sat beside him and looked at her without saying a word.
He is waiting for her to explain.
He wanted to hear her explain.
At ten o'clock, he didn't mean to leave yet, Yao Yao asked: "You are not going home tonight?"
Qu Jingzi nodded, "Uh" for a moment.
Frowning, only one bedroom...
Fortunately, it was Twilight and it was not cold. She took out a thin blanket and was laying on the couch, held by a slender and beautiful hand.
Qu Jingzi's lips were tight, he looked at her and asked, "Why not?"
Yao Yao is still that answer, too fast.
Qu Jingzi clenched her wrist tightly and pulled her into her arms. Then she asked, "Is it really because it is too fast?"
Yao Yao squinted, did not answer.
After a long time without an answer, he reached out to touch the newly added kiss mark on her neck and said dumbly: "You... don't you have anything to say to me?"
There was a long silence again. When he couldn't control the anger that was about to erupt, she finally said, "Tomorrow... Tomorrow, I will tell you again."
In the end, he still did not let her sleep on the sofa, he went back alone.
The next day, Yao Yao picked up a good dress, which she bought when she lived in it, a small and fresh skirt.
After all, to be a bad person, of course, to dress up innocently, otherwise how to make people believe?
Yao Yao refused Qu Jingzi to pick up the car and said she could go by herself.
The appointed time is at eight o'clock in the evening to meet at the Qujia mansion and have a meal together.
Before the time had come, Qu Jingzi and Qu Zhengming were sitting in the living room downstairs. Qu Zhengming was reading a magazine, Qu Jingzi was looking through the album, and no one spoke.
The atmosphere seems to be the same as usual, but there is a sense of tension everywhere.
Suddenly, Qu Zhengming seemed to speak casually, "I also have a guest tonight and I will introduce it to you."
After flipping through the picture book, Qu Jingzi said, "Uh", he doesn't like talking, especially today.
Qu Zhengming simply put down the magazine in his hand and put on a look like he was preparing for a long talk. More……"
"Dad!" Qu Jingzi interrupted for the first time when his father talked. He put down the album and looked directly at his father's eyes and asked, "Money, rights, women, these temptations, have you survived?"
Qu Jingzi looked at him, seemingly clinging to an answer, and also seemed to be questioning.
Qu Zhengming opened his mouth and was about to speak. The doorbell rang.
The housekeeper knew what would happen today and kept hiding far away. At this moment, he hurried to the door and did not know whether it was the Martian.
Opening the door, Yao Yao masked the frost and walked in step by step.
Qu Jingzi turned his back to the direction of the door. He didn't look back. Qu Zhengming stood up, looked at Qu Jingzi, and said to the housekeeper: "Uncle Liu, you all go back first, and we will clean up here tomorrow."
The servant at home was gone, and there were only two fathers and sons left in the big room, and Yao Yao, a total of three people.
Qu Zhengming asked the housekeeper to leave when he left, and Qu Jingzi sat back to Yaoyao and stood at the entrance.
The air was so quiet that the needle could be heard, and nobody wanted to speak first.
Qu Zhengming is the elder and the mastermind of everything. He must be the first to speak.
He couldn't shirk it, nor was he ready to shirk it.
"Go, talk while eating."
Qu Zhengming took the lead to sit at the dining table. Before the housekeeper left, he put all the dishes on the table.
Yao Yao sat down for the second time, and Qu Jingzi had been sitting on the sofa without moving.
After waiting for a while, Qu Zhengming said: "Jing Zi, come here, when are you going to escape?"
This sentence instantly ignited a certain kind of emotion he had been suppressing. He stood up suddenly and strode to the dining table with his lips curled into a dark line.
He did not sit down, standing at the dining table, his body stretched into a bow drawn to the extreme, sharp, but as if it would break in the next moment.
He did not look at anyone, looking straight ahead, squeezing out two words: "explain!"
Qu Zhengming: "I used to..."
"I want her to explain!" He interrupted Qu Zhengming coldly, and then turned back sharply, staring like a knife, scraping her face.
Yao Yao looked up at him, and there was silence in his eyes. "It's just what you imagined. I have an improper relationship with you... Dad..."
Qu Jingzi stared at her, and the clothes she wore were still bought by him. He had obviously done such a disgusting thing, but there were countless secrets hidden in those eyes. .
What is the right of her to show such a picture in front of herself?
He endured the dullness and suffocation from his chest and sneered. "This is the explanation? Can't you understand people?"
Qu Jingzi's face was pale, but Yaoyao's face was abnormally red.
She suddenly stood up, looked at him and asked, "How can I explain? How do you want me to explain? I don't know how to explain. The fact is that as you guessed, I slept with your dad more than once, I lied to you, I lied to you from beginning to end."
Qu Jingzi looked at her and smiled abruptly, he murmured incredulously: "You still have a crying face?"
It was only after Yao Yao discovered that she did not know when she began to cry. She quickly put her face away, unable to control her emotions anymore, biting her lower lip and crying silently.
Qu Jingzi took a deep breath, slammed his finger at Qu Zhengming, and sneered: "You know I like Yaoyao!"
Qu Zhengming withdrew his gaze from Yaoyao, and fell heavily on Qu Jingzi. "Jingzi, you are my only child. Do you think I will play with me? A woman of unknown origin and unknown intention. Woman, is it with you?"
Suddenly, he pulled Yaoyao over and held her face so that her face soaked in tears faced with respect. "I have played this woman more than once. I met her in a nightclub. Before you knew her, She promised herself that as long as I take her out of the nightclub, she can do anything."
Yao Yao gritted her teeth, her body shivered with humiliation, and she closed her eyes without a word of excuse.
"I hugged her and touched it that day. On the night of your current funeral, she came out in the middle of the night and met me..." Qu Zhengming even had a smile on her face, "Then she found you."
Yao Yao finally opened her eyes. She didn't understand Qu Zhengming, only looked at Qu Jingzi, her eyes washed by tears were clear and bright, and she had never been polluted by any secular world.
Qu Jingzi listened to Qu Zhengming's description, and her eyes turned colder and colder. He thought that Yao Yao was being coerced.
After suspicions finally appeared in his eyes, her clear eyes dimmed instantly and lost all vitality.
Qu Zhengming sneered, "Such a woman, if you are playing, I will not say a word. Even now, if you want to play, I will not..."
Yao Yao couldn't bear it anymore, biting hard on his tiger's mouth.
Qu Zhengming shook her off, sneered, and said to Qu Jingzi: "I have a condom in my room. If you need it, come and get me."
After he finished, he shook his hand upstairs.