She said this with a smile, and especially with that question, which made Hen Zhihua puzzled for a long time. She asked dumbfoundedly, "You're not divorced?"
"No."
"No."
This time, Nan Sichen and Qin Yin said it in unison.
Hen Zhihua sighed and finally said nothing. She was about to turn around and leave when Nianzhi toddled out, tilted her head, and asked Hen Zhihua: "Mommy, is this bad aunt here to scold people again?"
Qin Yin hurriedly covered Nianzhi's mouth, "Don't speak nonsense."
Hen Zhihua nodded at them somewhat awkwardly and turned to leave.
"Mommy, let's go eat, let's go eat." Nianzhi's face was stuck with grains of rice, and she held out her little hand to pull Qin Yin.
After lunch, Nan Sichen surprisingly did not go to the office in the afternoon, and his secretary brought a few important documents to Qin Yin's shop for him to handle.
Nan Sichen moved a chair opposite Qin Yin and actually sat down to handle work matters.
