Bai Jiao took out a pocket watch and looked at the time, and said, "What's inappropriate, you must go tomorrow, there are often children's drawing competitions in Dream Valley." You went there as an artist, and no one doubted it. ”

Du Ruoying's brows were deeply locked, and she had a tactful face.

"Not to mention, I still have to prepare sketching supplies to accompany Yunchuan for filming, so I'll leave first. ”

Bai Jiao came quickly and left quickly, so she picked up her suitcase and left.

Du Ruoying watched Bai Jiaofeng's figure walk out.

She stood there for a moment, then turned back and picked up the crooking Persian cat on the shelf, and smiled.

"Mimi, you want to go outside to play, right? The outside world is very exciting, and mom will accompany you, okay?"

She spoke to the Persian cat in her arms, but her eyes were on the scratches on the back of her hand.

Nanjia.

Nanxiang had breakfast.

She waited for the doctor to come out and learned that Nan Yuyan's current condition was basically stable.

She returned to her room with peace of mind.

Sitting in front of the bed, she opened her phone and flipped through it.

Yesterday, the entertainment news on the Internet had been suppressed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Mei also sent her WeChat, with more than a dozen in a row, and several of them were exclamation points.

Nan Xiang frowned, not knowing how to explain.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Second Miss, someone downstairs is looking for you. ”

Nan Yuyan's illness was stable, and Bai Zhen was nowhere to be seen.

The few old servants left in the Nan family are now counting on Nan Xiang and are very kind to her.

Nanxiang wore thick clothes and walked downstairs.

I thought it was Shen Qian, who was sending medicine, but I didn't think about it, and opened the door to see Jiang Zhan and Xu's mother carrying a small schoolbag.

"Ma'am. Mother Xu saw Nanxiang and shouted.

Jiang Zhan was a little different from usual, although he was not called Nan Xiang, but his little eyes were firmly staring at Nan Xiang, and when he saw Nan Xiang, he ran forward.

"Mother Xu, Xiao Zhan, why are you here?" Nan Xiang walked over in surprise and took Xiao Zhan's hand.

Mother Xu held two duffel bags in her hands and explained, "Madam, it has been raining heavily these days, the kindergarten is on holiday, and the little master is making a lot of noise at home." Sir, I asked me to send it to you for the time being. ”

Jiang Zhan refused to let Nanxiang hold hands, but reached out to hug him.

The edges of his eyes were still red, Nan Xiang was stunned at the door for a moment, and then hugged Jiang Zhan distressedly, "Okay, come in." ”

Mother Xu moved the luggage into the hall, Nan Xiang hugged Jiang Zhan, she didn't know the man's intentions, and when she saw the two large bags of luggage, she sneered in her heart.

Jiang Yechen was in a hurry, so she packed her luggage and sent her over so quickly.

In my heart, I also wished that she would get out of that house.

"This is your and the little master's daily necessities, I put it here for you. Xu Ma said.

Nan Xiang nodded, coaxed the son in his arms, and said coldly, "Did he say when he would pick him up?"

Mother Xu looked confused, "Sir, Mr. didn't say anything, just let the little master be sent, I don't know anything else." ”

Nanxiang's face froze, and Mother Xu felt the pressure, and said, "Madam, I'll go back first if it's nothing, little master, you have worked hard to take care of it." ”

Nan Xiang nodded and responded, "Okay, you go slowly." ”

No matter what Jiang Yechen's mentality is, as long as she can see Jiang Zhan, this is enough.

Nanjia suddenly has a little cutie, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes lively.

The maids, who were usually not enthusiastic about Nanxiang, looked at Jiang Zhan's cute appearance and stepped forward to take a look.

Even Liang Zhong couldn't help but fondly shook the little guy's little hand and said, "This is the little young master, he looks really like Young Master Jiang, just as handsome." ”

If he praised the child, Nan Xiang would not be emotional, and introduced Jiang Zhan in his arms, "Xiao Zhan, this is the home of my mother and grandfather. ”

After staying in Nanxiang's arms for a while, Jiang Zhan became cheerful again.

His eyes rolled and he looked around at the surroundings of the old-fashioned house.

Seeing this, Nan Xiang smiled and said, "Mom will take you upstairs for a walk." ”

"Mama. Jiang Zhan suddenly pulled Nanxiang's sleeve and looked to the side.

"Huh?"

"There's something, give Mama. Jiang Zhan pulled the small schoolbag again.

Nan Xiang understood what he meant, and walked to the empty sofa with Jiang Zhan in his arms.

Seeing the sofa, Nan Xiang remembered yesterday's memories, and her face was not good.

Jiang Zhan was excited to climb down, but Nan Xiang carried him to the sofa and put him down.

Jiang Zhan was sitting on the sofa and began to play with his small schoolbag in high spirits.

Nan Xiang looked at the innocent and lovely child on the side, and his heart was sour.

Jiang Zhan probably didn't know that she was going to divorce Jiang Yechen.

With Jiang Yechen's temper, it is unlikely that he will tell Jiang Zhan in advance and ask for trouble.

A small child has become a child of a divorced family since he was a child.

Nanxiang couldn't bear to think about it anymore.

Jiang Yechen has no feelings for her, and it is a matter of time before the marriage of the two breaks down, but Jiang Zhan has always been innocent.

"Xiao Zhan, what are you looking for, do you want Ma Ma to help you?"

Feeling guilty in her heart, Nan Xiang took more care of Jiang Zhan, and seeing that the little guy couldn't pull out the things in her schoolbag for a long time, she took the initiative to reach over her hand.

"Hmm. The little guy used both hands, a serious little expression.

Nan Xiang reached out to help, and with her help, the mother and son pulled a tightly wrapped black cloth bag out of the schoolbag.

"Is it a toy?" Nan Xiang asked in confusion as he held the cloth bag that was not heavy.

"Mama, open it. ”

Jiang Zhan shook his head, and his little hand pushed Nan Xiang's hand to let her open it.

Nanxiang opened the zipper on the cloth bag, and the zipper was fastened very tightly.

The little ones can't pull it away at all. It took a lot of effort for her to pull it away.

It turned out to be a neat bag of underwear.

Nan Xiang's face turned red, and he felt an indescribable embarrassment in his heart.

Jiang Yechen asked Jiang Zhan to hand her underwear to her alone, was she mocking her for not loving herself enough?

Think she will stop wearing underwear and do something embarrassing?

"See. Jiang Zhan looked at the cloth bag in Nanxiang's hand with interest.

"It's not pretty. ”

Nan Xiang closed the zipper with a blank face, put the cloth bag on his other hand, and took Jiang Zhan to change the topic, "Let's go, Ma Ma will take you to see your grandfather." ”

Jiang Zhan listened to Nan Xiang say his grandfather's fresh words, his attention was diverted, and he obediently followed Nan Xiang upstairs.

In the car, Jiang Yechen took off his sunglasses, and his ascetic face was full of coldness.

"What did she say?"

Mother Xu replied outside the car window, "No, Mrs. is very happy that the little master can come." ”

"Didn't mention anything else?"

Mother Xu replied honestly, "Yes, nothing else was mentioned." ”

"Okay, you go back with Xu Jun's car. ”

Jiang Yechen closed the window.

"Mr. Jiang, do you really not take your wife back? Mrs. is not an unreasonable person, the Nan family is now in danger, and leaving his wife and the young master alone may not be able to guarantee safety. ”

Ban Hua glanced at the repaired iron gate of the Nanjia family and analyzed.

A dozen people were dispatched, and the door was repaired overnight.

It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Yechen would use his favorite car to vent his anger.

After the night, although Jiang Yechen's face was still very cold, he was emotionally sensible.

"I know what to do. Jiang Yechen replied, with a cold look in his eyes, "Drive." ”