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2It wasn't a big deal to stand at the door and talk. Teng Yiyang stepped aside to let Ji An'an in.

As soon as Ji An'an entered the door, she was shocked by the chaotic scene.

The furniture had just been set up and the boxes were scattered all over the floor.

The sofa and the table were full of tools.

Ji An'an placed a hand on her forehead and asked, "Are you settling the matter here or destroying the family?"

Teng Yiyang followed behind and when he thought of stopping her, it was already too late.

He rubbed his forehead and helped her remove the air-conditioned box in front of her while explaining, "There are a lot of things going on in the company these few days, there's no time to clean it up. Why don't we go out and talk?"

He was going to call in the hour worker today, but he overslept.

Ji An'an seemed to not take his words seriously as she stepped into the living room.

Ji An'an looked around. Those with obsessive compulsive disorder couldn't bear to watch any longer. She said, "Forget it, although these things look messy, they're actually big and have some space. Take out those empty boxes and throw them away."

Teng Yiyang thought that she would turn her back on him, so he immediately turned around and left. He didn't expect that she would be the one to start helping him clean up.

Perhaps it was because he was too shocked to react in time, but when Ji An'an saw him standing there unmoving, she said unhappily, "What are you standing there for? Why aren't you going to get it?"

After saying that, he heard her muttering, "Whose home is it exactly? Even my guest is more like a host than you."

Although Teng Yiyang was scolded, he just wanted to laugh. After he threw a few boxes away, he couldn't help but stand beside the trash can and laugh foolishly, completely ignoring the weird gazes of the passersby.

In the field of household chores, the Young Master Teng could not be counted on, so Ji An'an was in charge of everything. He was like a soldier in combat, and no matter what he did, all the dirty work was done by him. After all, it wasn't her home, so he naturally had to do his best.

However, Teng Yiyang, who had never done housework before, was clumsy and couldn't help but be scolded by the angry Ji An'an. He also accepted everything and listened to all the commands in silence.

After she had busied herself for most of the time, Ji An'an thought back to herself.

But when he turned around, he saw that someone was acting like a fool. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, as if there was something to be happy about.

Did this person have masochism?

Ji An'an shook her head and continued wiping the table.

However, the house was very big and it was impossible for Ji An'an to clean it all up for him, so she cleaned out the living room and kitchen. As for the rest, he could only do it himself.

An hour later, Ji An'an brought out two cups of water, one for herself and one for Teng Yiyang.

Although the two of them had been fighting side by side, now that they were sitting down facing each other, the distance between them had widened.

Teng Yiyang licked his lips. He knew that an interrogation was coming.

Ji An'an drank a mouthful of water and moistened her throat. "You can say it now. Don't find any excuses."

Sure enough.

However, with the buffer of time just now, he had already organized his words. He crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the sofa in a relaxed manner, "I just want to get closer to my son."

Ji An'an frowned slightly. "Because of this reason?"

Teng Yiyang nodded, "Do you still remember that night when you called me for help?"

He glanced at her, saw her expression darken, and went on. "You know, not every time I get here, like in the wind or the rain."

Ji An'an was slightly moved.

He sighed, "An An, the problem between us shouldn't involve Shuibao. I only want to give Shuibao a little more of my fatherly love. I also hope that we can make Shuibao feel complete parental care."

Teng Yiyang's words were not without reason. She had no reason nor position to oppose them.

On the contrary, for Shuibao's sake, she should strongly approve of his actions.

Ji An'an did mental construction for herself. It was just a matter of being a little closer and not living together, so it wasn't that big of a deal.

Teng Yiyang noticed the change in her expression. From her displeasure at the start to her current calmness, she seemed to be a little conflicted.

The timing was about right, and he decided to throw out a further countermeasure.

He put away his previous idle moment and scratched his head in frustration, "If it really affects you, then I'll move out today and try my best not to appear in front of you."

Such a big person, he was like a child that wanted to eat candy yet resisted the urge to eat sugar.

Ji An'an felt that if she really nodded, then she would become a bully.

Besides, he had nothing to do with her right now, so how could she possibly interfere with his life?

Ji An'an pursed her lips, "No need. If you had moved away, it would have been a waste of your time just now. I don't like doing useless work. Anyway, the house is yours, so you can decide whatever you want."

This move of retreating to advancing was truly disappointing.

Teng Yiyang couldn't help but smile.

As soon as Ji An'an finished her sentence, she saw him smiling, knowing instantly that she had been tricked by him. Anger welled up in her, and she let out a heavy snort.

Teng Yiyang immediately restrained his smile. He couldn't forget himself, otherwise, all of his previous efforts would go down the drain.

After the discussion was over, Ji An'an had no reason to stay any longer. She stood up and said, "I'm worried about Shuibao being alone at home. I'll go back first."

"Alright, I'll send you off." Teng Yiyang said eagerly.

Ji An'an turned around and saw the take-out food on the table. It was not nutritious at all, so when she thought of the leftover lunch at home, she subconsciously wanted to blurt it out. Luckily, she was rational and didn't say anything about inviting him to dinner.

She coughed lightly and said casually, "I forgot that you haven't eaten yet, so the takeout should be cold. The microwave will only heat up for three minutes."

She went straight out the door without stopping.

When she said she would leave, Teng Yiyang thought she left something behind and didn't expect to hear such words.

He watched her as she left, a smile on his face.

When Ji An'an returned home and recalled how she ran over to interrogate him due to a fever, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Her impulse to do so was a guess, a connection to what he had done in the past, a fear that he had not given up on her.

However, after their conversation just now, she felt that she might have been overthinking things.

Hopefully, they would be able to stay in the water and become good neighbours.

As a good man who listened to his wife's words, Teng Yiyang started to heat up the dishes as soon as he entered the door.

While he waited, he began to look around his room. The tables and chairs were spotless, the furniture was clean, the windows were clear, and in a short period of time, everything he could see was completely new. It was hard to imagine that it had been a rubbish dump.

He had never felt such satisfaction before, perhaps it was because he was involved in the cleaning up. More importantly, she had left behind the scent here, and she had personally cleaned every place with her own hands.

This feeling was wonderful.0

As for the reason why he lived here, how could he tell her? It was true that he wanted to live closer to his son, but even more true that he wanted to live closer to her.

After all, it was near the water that they got the moon.

His lips curled into a smile as he tried to retrieve his wife. This was only the first step.

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