Sitting in the taxi, Jiang Miao was extremely annoyed, not only because Guan Zhong didn't come to dinner, which caused her to lose her weight in front of Miao Yuanyuan and Zhang Yan, but also because she called Guan Zhong several times, but he didn't answer any of them, and the most extreme thing was that he didn't even say a call back to her until now.

Jiang Miao was choked in her heart, so she simply didn't contact Guan Zhong anymore, and directly turned off her mobile phone.

When he arrived at the place, Jiang Miao got out of the car and saw at a glance that the glass window of the house was dark, and Guan Zhong did not come back.

She opened the door and entered the house alone, took a simple shower, and sat on the sofa in a somewhat anxious mood and pressed the remote control aimlessly.

Time ticked by, until eleven o'clock in the evening, Guan Zhong still did not come back, Jiang Miao glanced at the mobile phone that had been turned off on the coffee table, but he couldn't help but reach over and press the power on.

The phone restarted and waited for a while, but there was no other information except for a short message sent by Miao Yuanyuan to report that he had arrived home safely.

Jiang Miao only felt that her temples were bulging and began to throb, she pressed her mobile phone and dialed Guan Zhong's phone number, but no one answered after waiting for a long time.

As the phone rang one after another, her heart began to sink more and more, and she only felt as if the drowning person was eager to get a piece of driftwood, and she even thought that as long as Guan Zhong answered the phone and told her that she was just too busy with work today, and she didn't take time to inform her for a while, she would try to forgive.

The phone kept ringing, but no one answered, and just when she was about to give up and hang up, the phone was connected, and a childish voice came from inside: "Hey? ”

Jiang Miao's right hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, her eyes widened in surprise, and she heard another voice ringing in the mobile phone and asked, "Who?" ”

Jiang Miao's lips trembled, and he asked hesitantly, "Who are you?" ”

The phone was quiet for a few seconds, and then the immature voice sounded: "Then who are you?" ”

Jiang Miao felt that there was a sudden faintness in front of her, and her mind kept flashing back to Guan Zhong's focused expression when he was choosing children's clothes in the mall that day, and the childish voice in the background when he was on the phone, only to feel that the voice coincided with the voice on the mobile phone at this time, and slowly merged into one.

Jiang Miao cleared her throat and asked as softly as possible, "Little friend, I want to find Guan Zhong, is he there?" ”

"Oh! Are you looking for my dad? But he and his mother haven't come back yet, what's the matter with you? ”

Jiang Miao's fingertips holding the mobile phone were pierced through the blood vessels by this childish word, and the sharp thorns slid down the fingers along the meridians directly into the heart, and the pain in the heart made her eyes black for a while.

"Hello? Who are you? What do you have to do with my dad? ”

Jiang Miao's eyes were blurred for a while, she reached out and rubbed her face vigorously, forcibly enduring the huge pain coming from her heart, and an indistinguishable voice came out of her throat: "Who is your father?" ”

"Huh? My dad's name is Guan Zhong, aren't you looking for him? ”

"So, what's your mother's name?"

"My mother? My mother's name is Li Qing...... Feed? …… Why don't you speak...... Feed!! ”

Jiang Miao felt that her breathing was a little painful, she hung up the phone silently, and sat down on the sofa in a gloomy manner, a dull pain from the depths of her body already made her a little unsure of what it was like.

She remembered that when Guan Zhong had a whim that day, he once told her that it was not easy for his first love to live alone with a child.

She is almost certain that the child who just answered the phone is the child raised by Guan Zhong's first love alone, and now, that child is called Guan Zhong's father.

This thing was so messy, so messy that her mind was blank, and she couldn't figure out anything.

She felt as if the blood in her body was frozen, and she could only sit motionless on the sofa, unable to get up or walk.

She listened to the various thoughts that were surging up from time to time in her heart, he really had a wife, and a child, and it sounded like a boy.

He told her that the woman was his first love, but he never mentioned the child, Jiang Miao felt that what was happening in front of her was much weirder than her rebirth five years ago with a click of her eyes, it was like a big change of life, which made her cry and laugh a little, but she couldn't do anything about it.

She tried her best to guide herself in her heart, maybe this matter was just a misunderstanding, after all, she didn't hear Guan Zhong admit it personally, she shouldn't make a one-sided conclusion.

But her rational mind only swayed weakly twice, and was severely suppressed by the hysterical anger in her heart, and she couldn't move.

If it was really just a misunderstanding, why did Guan Zhong leave in a panic after receiving a call from this woman named Li Qing in the middle of the night that night? Why would he go to the mall to buy children's clothes by himself, but he didn't say a word about her? And why did this kid take over Zhong's phone and call him daddy?

Is the word "dad" just called? If it weren't for Guan Zhong's acquiescence, the child would have been accustomed to it for a long time, and he might call it so smoothly, with an intimate tone?

Jiang Miao had a splitting headache, she reached out and pressed her temples tightly, and rubbed her fingertips hard, but she felt that the tingling pain was transmitted from the top of her head to the depths of her heart, and the small thorns that had just sprouted were like flowers and plants contaminated with rain and dew, and they were growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That night, Jiang Miao sat on the sofa and didn't close his eyes until dawn, and Guan Zhong didn't come back until the sun rose.

rushed to the company to clock in and go to work with sore and red eyes, Jiang Miao didn't have time to explain the tiredness and haggard on her face, and was called by Zhang Yan and other team members to start officially rushing to return the unsalable money from all the company's stores.

The return of unsalable money to the warehouse is a cumbersome and tiring thing, not only to receive back a large number of goods from the logistics hands, but also to return to the warehouse of the goods order number, type size, specific number of pieces, the number of sales, all statistics.

This series of things, the people in the goods department tossed upside down, lunch time was canceled directly, when hungry was fierce, they ordered takeout, and continued to work while eating, and began to work endlessly at night, just hate not to be two by one.

All morning, Jiang Miao didn't see Guan Zhong, her busy work made her mind focused, and she slowly put the idea in her heart behind, and in addition to the unsalable money, it was still the unsalable money.

When working overtime in the evening, a few takeaway brothers came to the gate of the office area, saying that the minister called supper for everyone.

Everyone didn't even have the strength to cheer, and one by one they took the lunch boxes with pale faces, and quietly filled their stomachs while burying their heads in work.