Chapter 584: A Bad Feeling

Fu Mingxue had to head home. She had things to pack, and she also needed to let her family know.

When she got home, Qin Wenhao was there, too.

"Honey, you’re back!" Qin Wenhao was overjoyed. He went up to her and took her bicycle. "Have you eaten dinner yet?"

He had planned on waiting for his wife to have dinner, but she hadn’t come home.

He was a little disappointed about that.

After all, they had made chicken soup that night.

Fu Mingxue shook her head. "Not yet. I was going to eat at the cafeteria, but it got late, so I didn’t."

When Qin Wenhao heard it was almost six-thirty and she still hadn’t eaten, his heart ached for her.

He quickly said, "Go wash your hands. I’ll go heat up the food."

Fu Mingxue nodded. "Alright."

’I still have time to eat.’

’I’ll pack after dinner.’

Just then, Mrs. Fu came out of the kitchen.

Seeing that her daughter was back and hearing that she hadn’t eaten, she immediately said, "Let me heat it up. It’ll just be a minute."

Fu Mingxue replied, "Okay!"

Then she went to wash her hands.

"Mama!"

At some point, the two little ones had run up to her feet.

Fu Mingxue dried her hands, then bent down and scooped them up, one in each arm.

She kissed their little cheeks. "Such good kids!"

Just as Qin Wenhao finished parking the bicycle, he saw his wife kissing the two little ones.

"Honey, don’t hold them. You should eat first."

"Alright. Actually, there’s something I need to talk to you all about in a bit. Let’s eat first."

Hearing this, Qin Wenhao suddenly had an ominous feeling.

’Why do I have such a bad feeling about this?’

"Honey, what is it?"

"I’ll tell you in a little while. Let’s eat first."

"Alright, then."

Qin Wenhao’s ominous feeling deepened.

’Don’t tell me she has to go on another business trip.’

Suppressing the feeling, he took the two children from his wife’s arms and set them down.

"Let them walk on their own. They’re bigger now, and they’re heavy to carry. Besides, they’re not babies anymore. You shouldn’t just pick them up all the time. What if you wear yourself out?"

Mrs. Fu, who was in the kitchen heating up the food, overheard him.

The corners of Mrs. Fu’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

’The kids were barely over two years old, for goodness’ sake.’

’And how tiring could it be to hold two toddlers?’

’Doesn’t my son-in-law know how strong his wife is?’

’She couldn’t be bothered with those two.’

The food heated up quickly and was ready in just a moment.

She brought the dishes to the table.

Fu Mingxue and Qin Wenhao had already walked in.

"Go on, eat! We’ve all eaten already."

As Fu Mingxue sat down, Qin Wenhao immediately served her a bowl of rice.

Then he placed the reheated chicken soup in front of her. "Drink some of this soup first."

Seeing this, Mrs. Fu chimed in, "Wenhao specifically saved that big drumstick for you."

Originally, there had been a drumstick for each of the two children, which would have been perfect.

But he had insisted on setting one aside.

So, the two children had to share the other one.

There was nothing she could really say about it.

Hearing her mom’s words, Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but glance up at Qin Wenhao.

Completely unfazed, Qin Wenhao smoothly placed the drumstick on top of her rice.

"Honey, hurry and eat. It won’t taste as good when it gets cold."

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’He really didn’t need to be so attentive.’

"──I can get it myself."

She ate quickly.

As soon as she finished eating, she said, "Mom, Qin Wenhao, I have to go to the base for a bit. An issue came up, and I probably won’t be able to make it back for the New Year."

Mrs. Fu, who was about to clear the table, heard this and couldn’t help but ask in surprise, "What? You’re not coming back for the New Year?"

Qin Wenhao sighed heavily to himself.

’I knew it. My bad feeling was right.’