Her own man hasn't come home for so long and just as he does, he wants to take a shower.

Not only Zhang Ying, but even Yue Qingqing found it a bit unusual.

Yue Qingqing glanced at her mother, and heard Zhang Ying calmly say, "Alright, the water heater just finished heating, go ahead."

"Perfect." Yue Jiandong acted as if nothing was wrong, casually took off his coat and handed it to Zhang Ying, then started unbuttoning his shirt to enter the bathroom.

"Mom, should we ask him?" Yue Qingqing looked in the direction her father went.

Even her own heart wasn't sure what to think.

Actually, as Yue Jiandong was about to leave the house, Yue Qingqing noticed something slightly off about his aura.

Gray mixed with a bit of pink, reminiscent of the time her junior brother encountered an affair in their past life.

So when her father left, Yue Qingqing altered his fortune.

Logically, nothing should have happened.

But it's hard to say for sure; everyone's aura is related to their own choices.

Sometimes an unexpected thought can lead to a completely different outcome.

Like when Lu Zhu was blackmailed after helping an elderly person at school.

Even though Yue Qingqing had warned him in advance, she still couldn't prevent the incident.

So seeing her father's unusual behavior, Yue Qingqing couldn't make a judgment.

Zhang Ying shook her head calmly, "Your father and I still have that level of trust."

And even if we want to ask, it can't be in an overly direct manner.

Otherwise, it can cast a shadow over their relationship.

"It's fine, go to sleep quickly. Didn't we agree to go to Xiaojiang's house tomorrow?"

Zhang Ying turned and urged her daughter to rest.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

Yue Qingqing started walking toward her room.

After taking just a couple of steps, she turned around and saw her mother shaking out her father's coat, preparing to hang it up.

It was this motion that caused something from the inner pocket of Yue Jiandong's coat to fall lightly to the ground.

Zhang Ying picked it up and found it was a handkerchief.

It looked quite beautiful, with exquisite embroidery, clearly not something you could find just anywhere.

There was even a lip print on it.

The shape was full and it's not hard to imagine the original owner's appearance.

Yue Qingqing's eyes widened, and unable to return to her room, she came out immediately.

"Mom, how did this fall out of dad's clothes?"

Zhang Ying frowned, didn't answer, and sniffed it. She found a strong perfume scent on the handkerchief.

She took the coat down and sniffed it too, finding the same scent on it.

And the scent was most intense at the shoulders, clearly not from the handkerchief soaking into it.

Yue Qingqing cautiously observed her mother's expression.

Wondering if in a moment, her mother would directly kick open the bathroom door and pull her father out for questioning.

But she found her mother's face calm, with no hint of anger.

For a moment she couldn't tell if her mom was too angry to think straight, or if she was calculating something else.

It couldn't be that the two of them felt nothing so it didn't matter, could it?

Yue Qingqing found it hard to accept this guess, since her parents' love had been exemplary from her childhood.

Making Yue Qingqing believe that there truly existed love in this world that could endure through both wealth and poverty.

If even such a couple could face problems.

To say this may be unfair to Jiang Jingze, but Yue Qingqing feared she wouldn't be able to believe in love.

While Yue Qingqing was lost in thought, her mother patted her head.

"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to quickly go to sleep?"

"How am I supposed to sleep? Shouldn't we thoroughly question dad?" Yue Qingqing said on purpose, "I have pepper spray and tiger benches ready for mom, if it comes to it, I'll ask grandma to enforce the family rules."

Zhang Ying surprisingly managed to show a faint smile, "It's not that serious."

As she spoke, Yue Jiandong came out of the bathroom.

Completely oblivious to the impending trouble, he sighed contently.

"Ah, it feels much better after a shower, I was sticky before."

This deep winter, even with air conditioning in the company, it shouldn't make you sweat.

Yue Qingqing took a sharp breath, finding it even harder for her dad to explain.

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