Lu Xian stares at Quan Jue in ecstasy.

Especially when she saw the wound on his face, she felt very distressed.

This feeling of heartache seems to be subconsciously emanating from the bottom of her heart, completely out of her control.

Why?

It's the first time she's seen this teenager.

Quan Jue looks at Lu Xian indifferently and goes to the counter.

Thin lips gently open, spit out a word.

"A cup of hot coffee." Quan Jue said lightly.

Lu Xian suddenly recovered and said to Quan Jue, "just a moment."

And then she turned to be busy.

The coffee in this convenience store is instant. Just use hot water to make instant coffee powder.

Quan Jue looks at Lu Xian busy making coffee for him. His eyes are deep like endless whirlpool.

Now he can completely confirm that the woman in front of him is his mother.

It's ironic.

She doesn't seem to know him at all.

After making the coffee, Lu Xian sealed the paper cup, then turned and put it on the counter and said to Quan Jue, "guest, the coffee is a little hot. You should be careful not to get burned."

Quan Jue nodded lightly, put the money for coffee on the counter, picked up the coffee on the counter, turned and walked to the rest area by the window.

As a result, he just took two steps, and Lu Xian's voice sounded behind him again.

"Well, guest, please wait a moment."

Quan Jue's step suddenly a meal, turn head to see to Lu Xian.

"May I ask what happened to the wound on your face? Yes, did someone bully you? " Lu Xian frowned at Quan Jue.

She didn't know why she would ask. She meant it.

Looking at the young man in front of her, who is not very old, at most 18 or 19 years old, she thought that some students would suffer from campus violence now.

Lu Xian was a little sad to think that the teenager might have suffered such a terrible thing as campus violence.

Lu Xian feels confused, but she just can't control it.

"Do you know me?" Quan Jue asked indifferently.

Lu Xian's face turned red, shook her head and said, "no, I don't know."

"Then mind your own business." Quan Jue then turned his head.

He quickened his pace to the rest area and sat down on a high stool.

Lu Xian looks at Quan Jue and turns a red face into a tomato.

She also knew that her question just now seemed to be meddling, so she felt very embarrassed.

Just at this time, the wind chimed again.

"Xiaoxian." A gentle male voice followed.

Quan Jue just put the coffee cup on his thin lip. Before he took a sip, he put the coffee cup on the table and looked at the door.

I saw a man in his thirties walking into the convenience store with a smile.

He is gentle in appearance, gentle in temperament and thin in stature.

It's the man Zhiqu quanjue saw in the photo.

"Husband." Lu Xian's eyes brightened when she saw the man.

"It's about time you got off work." Ye Yichen went to the counter and looked at Lu Xian gently. "I made lunch at home and cooked your favorite pig's hoof soup."

It's almost time for lunch.

Lu Xian is on the morning shift. At noon, someone will pick her up.

"It's snowing outside. Maybe the successor will come later." Lu Xian said.

"Well, take the medicine first." Ye Yichen put the convenience bag in his hand on the counter, "I just watched the heavy snow. I was worried that you couldn't get off work normally, so I sent the medicine."