A white flowing dress, a woman with delicate makeup stood elegantly next to Jing Chuan in a black suit, and the media did not let go of this rare scene, and the sound of pressing the shutter came and went.

Yun Xiwen leaned on the sofa and watched the scene outside the venue live on TV for a long time, a black and white couple under the spotlight were really a couple.

Yun Xiwen's gaze stopped on the TV screen, his fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a smile of unknown meaning.

Yun Baobao walked around and around in the lounge, it was really boring, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Yun Xiwen, who was watching TV and didn't know what he was thinking, and bent down and tiptoed towards the door.

When Yun Baobao finally rubbed the door and gently closed the door, and took a deep breath with a relieved look on his face, Yun Xiwen, who was facing the door with his back, turned his head slightly to look at the hidden door, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yun Bao, who successfully escaped, began her patrol journey with a bang. As a genius child, Yun Bao learns everything amazingly fast, and can almost draw inferences from one example, but Yun Baobao, who has watched Yun Xiwen and Yun Zhanao paint since he was a child, is not interested in this at all, which makes his grandfather, who is a world-class oil painting master, regret it.

Yun Baobao, who has no artistic cells, instead played stocks with Yun Xiwen's friend Owen Owen, and asked Owen to open an account on the New York Stock Exchange behind Yun Xiwen's back, and officially started her road to making money.

In just half a year, he has made a name for himself in the financial industry in the United States, and has the title of the mysterious stock god Alice, whose true identity is unknown, even whether it is male or female.

Thinking of this, Yun Baobao's footsteps became heavy, a little depressed, and the scene in the morning let her know that what she thought was hidden deeply, her mother had already known, which made her dignity as a genius child a big blow.

Yun Baobao, who was only sighing for himself, lowered his head and walked forward, and suddenly two pairs of shoes appeared on the ground in front of him, a pair of black men's leather shoes and a pair of silver crystal high heels.

Looking at the hatred of the sky, which was more than ten centimeters high, the corners of Yun Baobao's mouth twitched, and he thought in his heart: "How short this person is, not afraid of wrestling!" ”

Just when Yun Baobao's mind was thinking chaotically, Jing Chuan and Xia Qing, who were blocked by her, also looked down at her.

For some reason, Jing Chuan, who has always paid no attention to anything, has been staring at the little doll in front of him who is not even thigh-high, and suddenly feels a little strange in his calm heart.

Xia Qing, who was standing beside him, looked at Yun Baobao with a charming smile and said softly, "Little friend, where is your mother?" ”

Hearing this, Baby Yunyun finally raised her head and looked at the two people in front of her, but her eyes did not fall on Xia Qing who was asking, I don't know why, she subconsciously didn't like this aunt.

The moment Yun Baobao raised his head to look at Jing Chuan, Jing Chuan's heart was shocked, and a familiar feeling instantly filled his body.

Ignoring Jing Chuan's shock, Yun Baobao, who was much calmer, bit the index finger of his right hand, tilted his head, and said in a soft voice with obvious doubts: "Huh? You look like me! ”