Reaching the second floor, she first entered the master bedroom and opened his wardrobe.

In the closet, his clothes are basically scarce.

"An An, he didn't come to pack." Sister Zhang caught up and saw her standing in front of the closet, so she said, "He used a black bag to pack not many things."

"Yes, daily necessities can be bought at any time, he doesn't need to bring them." She closed the wardrobe door and walked towards his study, "Did he say anything?"

Sister Zhang: "Nothing to say."

"Didn't say a word?" Qin Anan didn't dare to leave the passage.

"That's not true. I told him that you waited for him until late last night, and he asked me to take care of the child. Don't worry about other things." Mrs. Zhang said truthfully, "An An, all I can do is to take care of the child. Qiu, I can't help you with other things."

"Thank you very much for helping me take care of Ziqiu. We will resolve the matter between me and Fu Shiting." Qin Anan walked to the door of his study and opened the door.

"Then I'll go downstairs first." Sister Zhang said and walked away immediately.

Qin Anan pushed open the study door and entered the study.

She turned on the room light, and the study suddenly brightened like daylight.

On his desk, clean and tidy, the notebook is still there. The whole wall of bookshelves next to it does not see any change.

Perhaps what he took away was what was in his safe.

She walked to his desk and saw his safe.

She hadn't remembered the password to his safe. He had written her a note with his safe code on it.

If she wanted to open his safe, just look for the note.

The note was supposed to be in the interlayer of her bag, but her feet seemed to be filled with lead and she couldn't move at all.

What if it was confirmed that he had taken the contents of the safe?

His heart is no longer in this home, and she can't stop him when he wants to leave.

She sat down in his chair and couldn't help thinking, what would happen to them if she happened to be home when he came back at noon?

Will there be a heated argument, or will everything be said and then reconciled as in the past after countless arguments?

How she wished it was the latter.

dinner.

Rila was sullen.

Qin Anan also has no appetite.

"Rila, are you happy at school today?" Of course she knew why her daughter was unhappy, but there was nothing she could do.

"Happy!" Rila said angrily, "Mom, is Dad working overtime again?"

"Well, he's been busy recently." She didn't want her daughter to worry, and if lying would make her daughter feel at ease at the moment, she would do it.

"Did he tell you that?" Rila pressed.

"Yeah. Rila, your dad was resting at home before because he was on marriage leave." She explained patiently, "He used to be so busy at work. Actually, mom is also very busy with work, but with your Uncle Mike's help, mom can go earlier. return."

"Okay!" Rila didn't have any doubts about what her mother said. "If Dad is so busy every day, I have to suspect that I don't have a dad. Tomorrow is the weekend, does he have to work overtime tomorrow?"

Qin Anan put down the tableware and felt even more uncomfortable.

On weekdays, she can lie to the child that he has to work overtime, but what about weekends? How to cheat?

"Rila, after dinner, let's make a video with your brother!" She changed the subject, "When you have summer vacation, mom will take you and your brother to country B."

"Oh." Rila lowered her eyes. Suddenly, bean-sized teardrops rustled down.

Seeing her daughter like this, Qin An'an suddenly became confused.

She got up from the dining chair and walked to her daughter: "Don't cry baby. Mom and Dad just quarreled. It's not as scary as you think." JrNovels.com