Chapter 620 Signs

Duan Yuhui returned home.

The car drove into the courtyard, and when I looked up, I saw my son playing baseball with Zhuang Jia on the lawn.

Mu Zi's words immediately echoed in his mind: "Young Master Duan is very smart... Only this baseball has been learned for the longest time, but there has been no progress, and it is difficult to even hit the ball..."

Regarding baseball, Duan Siqi's posture is very standard, and she has a thorough understanding of the rules, but her batting level is very poor.

Duan Yuhui didn't take it seriously at first. After all, his son was young and it was impossible for him to do everything well. Thinking about it now, could this be a cover-up for his son? Pretending that he is not good at playing, coaxing the people around him to play with him?

For any child, if he has learned something for three years and has not made any progress, he will lose his patience, right? Adults may not be able to persist, let alone a child?

But Duan Siqi has always been passionate about baseball.

This is actually a bit unreasonable...

When Duan Siqi heard the sound of the car, she turned her head and looked over. When she saw Duan Yuhui's car, she immediately ran over happily.

"Daddy! Daddy! . . . "

The son's smiling face was extremely bright, and his bright eyes greeted the sunset, pure and clear.

He looks no different from ordinary children, cute and innocent.

A huge sense of guilt surged in Duan Yuhui's heart - how could he doubt his son? Just because of Mu Zi's provocative words?

Why didn't he refute at that time? Is it because Mu Zi is too eloquent? Every sentence pierced the pain in his heart, which made him confused, and unconsciously followed her train of thought.

In fact, no matter how reasonable her speculation was, there was no evidence!

Without proof, it's all nonsense!

When Duan Yuhui got out of the car, Duan Siqi happened to run up to him and threw herself into his arms happily.

"Did you play with Sister Zhuang again today?" Duan Yuhui rubbed his son's head, his nerves tensed all day, he immediately relaxed a lot after seeing his son's smiling face.

"Father, can I take my sister to have dinner with me?" Duan Siqi asked with her small face raised.

Behind him, Zhuang Jia ran over with a bat and greeted Duan Yuhui out of breath: "Mr. Duan is back."

Duan Yuhui's eyes flicked across Zhuang Jia's body lightly, his expression slightly restrained, and he said with a smile: "Well, Miss Zhuang came to accompany Qiqi, Qiqi is very naughty sometimes, didn't she make things difficult for you?"

"No, no." Zhuang Jia laughed, "We played well, Qiqi is very smart."

As she said that, she bent down and smiled at Duan Siqi: "Isn't it, little handsome Qiqi?"

Zhuang Jia is eighteen years old. Because she has been exposed to all kinds of models since she was a child, she has the habit of vegetarianism and fitness. She is not only tall, but also has a good curve. She looks much more mature than girls of the same age.

After playing baseball, she sweated a lot, a few strands of hair were stuck to her neck, her youthful body was tightly bound by a thin student shirt, her skin was white and greasy, dazzling, inexplicably daydreaming.

Duan Yuhui looked away, stroked the hand on Duan Siqi's head, and slid it to the back - Duan Siqi's body was very dry and did not sweat.

He remained calm, lowered his eyes and said: "Father still has something to do, you and sister Zhuang Jia have dinner."

Duan Siqi nodded sensiblely, led Zhuang Jia into the house, and chatted happily with Zhuang Jia: "Sister, what do you like to eat? Do you like fish? Eating fish is easy to get stuck. Have you ever been stuck?" Ever?...I also love to eat. My mother used to help me pick out the fishbone, sister, you help me pick out the fishbone, okay? I haven't eaten fish for a long time..."

The two figures, one big and one small, gradually walked away, and Duan Yuhui followed silently.

No matter how he looked at it, he only saw an innocent child, but there were countless doubts in his heart, pulling his soul hard.

Why is Qiqi not sweating? Did he do it on purpose? Was the invitation to dinner intentional too? Is Zhuang Jia really one of his candidates?