Chapter 441 New Year's wishes

Zhao Siqing was curious about this new baby.

However, he was very well-behaved and rarely spoke. His eyes were like round peas in a black pot, with a hint of coldness that did not belong to his age.

Yang Jingqiu told her that this was her younger brother, Zhao Yancheng.

Zhao Siqing did not know who his father was, and she had never asked.

She only knew that later on in her life of more than ten years, there was a quiet little tail that silently protected her.

Zhao Yancheng raised his hand and gently placed it on her head, comforting her without saying a word.

Yang Jingqiu raised her head and glanced at him. She did not say anything and continued to wrap the dumplings.

Zhao Siqing felt that it was new and could not help but take a look.

What entered her eyes was a neat piece of dumplings. Two rows of unknown objects that looked like rugby balls were particularly abrupt. Each of them was lying on the chopping board as if they had no bones. They gradually collapsed into an oval shape.

Zhao Siqing could not help but laugh, but she felt that it was not easy for Madam Yang to do it personally.

Therefore, she still had to give her praise and affirmation.

"Mom, the pies you wrapped are really good. "

The servants at the side could not help but laugh out loud. Yang Jingqiu's movements paused.

She looked up at Zhao Siqing and said slowly, "I knew you liked them. "

Zhao Siqing:"...". ...

She did not want to eat them. Once the dumplings were cooked, they would definitely scatter.

Zhao Yancheng took a shower and went downstairs. He glanced at the two servants sitting beside Yang Jingqiu and did not say anything.

Similarly, the two of them became alert after being swept by his gaze.

The atmosphere became tense for a few seconds before it quieted down.

In the end, during dinner, Yang Jingqiu's broken dumplings were all eaten by Zhao Yancheng. In order to appease Yang Jingqiu, Zhao Siqing ate two of them symbolically.

As for Yang Jingqiu, well, she didn't eat any because she despised her too much.

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The sound of firecrackers outside the window was incessant, and the house was brightly lit.

The Spring Festival gala on TV was singing happily, and a layer of steam was slowly rising from the window.

Zhao Siqing's gaze softened a little.

This was the home she had envied countless times.

But after so many years, she finally understood.

Only when she became a warm and happy person would her home become warm and happy.

Not long after, Huo Jingchen called.

Zhao Siqing looked at him in a daze. It was the first time he had called her since the last time they met at the annual meeting.

Zhao Siqing got up and went back to her room. Only when it was quieter did she pick up the phone. "Mr. Huo, happy New Year. "

Huo Jingchen:"...". ...

The words "Mr. Huo" made Huo Jingchen choke back his words.

After a long while, he said in a deep voice, "I miss you. "

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't say anything. She just listened to his light breathing.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Siqing asked softly, "do you want to celebrate the New Year together? "

He laughed softly, as if he was in a good mood.

He actually had too many things to say, but when it really came to this, he couldn't say anything.

He just felt that it was good to listen to her voice.

"What are your wishes for the New Year? " Huo Jingchen stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette, and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Siqing thought about it, but she couldn't think of anything at the moment.

Now, her only wish was that the people who hurt Xiaoxi back then could be brought to justice. She didn't dare to hope for more.

His deep voice came from the microphone again, "how about being Mrs. Huo? "