Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Before he knew it, Xiaole came back in the evening. Zhanyan found that he had forgotten to cook.

"This is Xiaole. I've grown so big. I remember when I just left, I was still a little bit small!" Song Zijin stood up and looked at the boy in front of him gently.

Xiaole has no memory of song Zijin. Although her eyes are modest and polite, she is very strange.

"Xiaole, this is aunt Zijin!" Zhan Yan said aloud.

"Good aunt!" Xiaole called politely, and then went upstairs with her schoolbag.

"We haven't cooked yet. Let's go out to eat after Fu Beichen gets off work!" Zhan Yan said, reaching out and holding song Zijin's hand, joked, "how hard foreign food is to eat. Look at you, how thin you are!"

Song Zijin smiled quietly and didn't say anything.

At six o'clock in the evening, Fu Beichen got home on time. When he saw song Zijin, he was also slightly stunned, "Song Zijin, when did you return home?"

"Two days ago!" Song Zijin replied calmly.

Zhan Yan walked over, naturally took the bag in Fu Beichen's hand, and then smiled and said to him, "Zijin and I have been chatting and forgot the time. Let's go out to eat tonight!"

"OK, listen to you!" Fu Beichen Wen smiled, his arm lightly around his shoulder.

"In fact, as long as it's not western food, everything is good. Zijin should have been tired of eating abroad these years!" Zhan Yan smiled at the man around him.

Song Zijin stood aside, quietly looking at their love, feeling very gratified.

Fu Beichen drove them to a restaurant. The master in the restaurant cooked authentic local food. Song Zijin hadn't eaten his hometown food for a long time, and his eyes were slightly wet.

"If you like it, eat more. Now that you're back, I'll try to feed you fat as soon as possible. Zijin, I think you're still the same!" Zhan Yan said and put some vegetables in Song Zijin's bowl.

Song Zijin's hand holding chopsticks suddenly trembled and smiled a little stiff.

After a meal, Fu Beichen and Xiaole's father and son almost didn't say anything, but Zhan Yan's words were much more rare. When she met her old friends, she was in a rare good mood.

After dinner, Zhan Yan ordered several special dishes and asked the kitchen to pack them.

"I don't regret that I haven't eaten yet. These dishes are the specialties of my hometown. Take them back and try them for my children. She should be used to Western food, and I don't know if she will like it!" Zhan Yan handed the packed food box to song Zijin.

"Thank you. I'll like it if I don't regret it!" Song Zijin took the lunch box and looked at Fu Beichen sitting opposite. He said sincerely, "there's something you may want to ask President Fu for a favor. It's time to go to school if you don't regret it. However, she doesn't have a registered permanent residence, and the school won't accept it!"

"Tomorrow I'll let the people below say hello to the school. Let's go to Xiaole's school and take care of it!" Fu Beichen didn't refuse.

Song Zijin smiled and looked very grateful. "Then I'll meet the hotel first. I don't regret waiting for me!"

"Zijin, you don't plan to stay in the hotel all the time. It's inconvenient. You'd better come to my house. There's enough place. It's always more convenient than living outside!" Zhan Yan took her dry hand and said.

Song Zijin smiled and shook his head. "I don't want to disturb your husband and wife's life. Don't worry. I won't stay in the hotel for too long. I'll find a house in a few days. Now that I'm back, I'll always start a new life!"