Chapter 892: He Wants to Meet a Friend

He Xiyan didn't know who he was talking to. She only heard Jiahang say "I'm sorry!" twice in a row, then said "OK", and then hung up the phone.

"Who is it, Jiahang?" He Xiyan couldn't help asking. Usually she didn't pay attention to who Jiahang answered the phone, but the sorry words made her very interested in the other party's identity.

Chen Jiahang turned around, and at this time, some troubles could be vaguely seen on his face. He pursed his lips, and his eyes were a little tangled. After a while, he walked to the dressing table and gently placed one hand on He Xiyan's shoulder.

"Yanyan, I'm going to see a friend, a former comrade-in-arms, he came here to see me."

Oh...

He Xiyan suddenly opened her eyes. She didn't reply, but her clear eyes kept blinking.

She thought, what kind of comrade-in-arms would come here to see him, but not come home.

"I'll be back soon, I'll buy vegetables at noon." Chen Jiahang continued, with an unnatural smile on his face.

He Xiyan nodded, and no one knew that she was feeling uneasy. In fact, she knew that her Jiahang did not tell the truth. She could guess who the comrade he mentioned was.

He thought she did not hear it, but she did. Although she did not hear clearly what the other party said, she vaguely heard that it was a woman's voice.

Her Jiahang actually lied to her.

After breakfast, Chen Jiahang changed into a pair of leather shoes. After giving He Xiyan a hug, he took the key and walked towards the door.

"Yanyan, you sleep a little longer in the morning. I will deal with the store in the afternoon."

When he went out, Chen Jiahang instructed, with a faint smile on his lips.

He Xiyan stared at his back, that familiar and unfamiliar back, her heart suddenly tightened, and her eyes finally slowly drooped.

"Okay!" She agreed.

The door slammed shut, and He Xiyan's eyes stopped on the closed wooden door.

She stared at the wooden door for a long time before turning around and walking towards the dining room.

There, her child was having breakfast.

Yuanyuan was eating a bowl of shredded pork noodles. He had eaten more than half of it and couldn't finish it, so he pushed it aside and started peeling an egg.

"Mom, why are you crying?" Yuanyuan looked up and saw some tears in her mother's eyes.

He Xiyan paused, and she quickly reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes. She was so confused that she didn't notice that she was crying.

"Mom, don't cry. It's not good to cry." Yuanyuan found that there were some black things around the corners of her mother's eyes, which looked dirty.

He took a piece of paper from the dining table and stuffed it into her mother's hand, motioning her to wipe her eyes.

He Xiyan took the paper handed to her by the child and came to the mirror in the bathroom. She saw that her makeup was smudged. Because of tears, her eyes looked weird, and there was a little black stuff around the corners of her eyes.

She quickly wiped it and went back to the bedroom to touch up her makeup.

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Mingcheng East Lake Park, the weather is not good today, the sky is overcast, and there is a cold wind. The park, which is usually busy, is much quieter today. Only a few citizens can be seen walking in the park.

In a small wooden house by the lake, a girl is holding a mobile phone and looking at something. She looks at the road not far away from time to time, as if waiting to sleep.