85_85368006 is still so arrogant when he hits someone! h3>

Touching his flat stomach and hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening behind him, Xihe turned around expressionlessly and handed over the phone: "A woman is looking for you, she said...... Joon is injured......"

Mu Jinghuan's expression was a little unpredictable, he took the phone slowly, and said lightly over there: "Don't worry, I'll come right away." ”

During this time, his eyes kept looking into Nozomi's eyes.

Xihe felt that she was really stupid to have hope, she just smiled faintly: "You don't have to send me in the morning, Xiaohu can send me." ”

Mu Jinghuan pursed his lips before he grabbed Xihe's shoulder and said softly, "She...... It's a friend of mine, it's a little difficult to go with a child alone, I'm going to help and come to pick you up at school in the evening. ”

Nozomi and "um".

Mu Jinghuan wanted to say something, Xihe turned around and went into the bathroom directly.

She heard the door closing outside, and she walked out of it. She suddenly thought of the doctor's cold words on the day she gave birth.

"Her endometrium is already different from ordinary people, and this birth is even more injured, and I am afraid it will not be easy to have children in the future."

Is that why he keeps rejecting himself?

Xihe's eyes gradually drifted.

If she was still in control in the morning, thinking about who the woman who called Mu Jinghuan was, then I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, when school was out in the afternoon, she knew the answer.

In the kindergarten office, a chubby little boy was rushing in front of a cold-looking woman, crying earth-shatteringly.

"Parents, are they still coming! Is my son just beaten in vain by this little bastard! My son is a seedling who learns the piano, and his hands are useless, who can afford to take responsibility! Although there was a little less tenderness, she remembered the timbre clearly.

Xihe looked at the woman in front of her with a faint expression, she looked similar to the one in that photo, but she was actually only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, if she remembered the information correctly, this woman's name was Qi Wan, Qi Jun's mother, divorced.

Qi Jun is not Mu Jinghuan's son.

But what difference does it make, after all, he still lied.

Xihe felt a little uncomfortable, so he didn't look away, and didn't go to see the school leader's careful apology to this noble lady.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a little girl standing in the corner without saying a word with a disdainful face.

The sun shone in through the window, and there was a light next to Qi Wan, but the little girl happened to be standing in the shadow behind the door.

At this moment, the ghostly makeup on her small face has faded, the delicate vest skirt has been torn open, and the two pigtails are like a ball of straw, hearing Qi Wan's words, she snorted lightly and turned her head: "It's not me who made him break his hand, it was he who wanted to beat me, but he stepped on the air and fell." ”

"Listen, listen!" Qi Wan was very angry, "This little liar, he is so arrogant when he beats someone!" She is not five years old yet, she is wearing lipstick, eyeliner, and she dresses like a little sister at a young age, such a girl, if she doesn't teach her a lesson, she will not be in danger of society in the future! ”。