Qin Sheng walked towards Jiang Zhan and glanced at the broken ceramic piece on the ground: "Did it really fall by itself?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Jiang Zhan's little face was flushed, and his hand holding the ball became tighter and tighter.

It was obviously a fluttering sentence, but he couldn't even speak.

The look and tone of his eyes were the same as his father's, so he didn't dare to look directly.

Jiang Zhan's little face became redder and redder, and he gritted his teeth.

Qin Sheng didn't really want to deal with a child, seeing Jiang Zhan's stubborn appearance, she was about to speak, when a familiar voice suddenly came from outside.

"You can't take care of a child, what's the use of asking you to come, why don't you go find it for me."

This voice, even after many years, she will not hear it wrong.

It's Lin Nuan.

She's looking for the kids.

Qin Sheng raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and his gaze fell on Jiang Zhan: "You go." ”

She didn't want to meet Lin Nuan on the first day of her return to China and disturb her jet lag.

Qin Sheng turned around, but the corners of her clothes were grabbed, and she looked down and saw that it was Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan pitifully clutched the corners of his clothes: "Pretty aunt, can I hide from you for a while?" ”

The word 'hide' made Qin Sheng's brows furrow.

"Your mom is looking for you outside."

Jiang Zhan lowered his head and whispered, "I don't want to go home." ”

The doorbell rang, followed by Lin Nuan's voice: "Excuse me, my son is lost, have you seen it?" ”

The hurried doorbell, Jiang Zhan's pitiful eyes, Qin Sheng didn't know why she was in trouble, obviously she didn't need to think, she should hand over Jiang Zhan, but she didn't do that.

"Come upstairs with me." Qin Sheng dropped this sentence and walked in front of him.

I didn't see the cunning flashing in Jiang Zhan's eyes.

No one opened the door, so Lin Nuan rang the doorbell outside for a while and stopped.

Qin Sheng doesn't know how to take children, let alone Jiang Diyun and Lin Nuan.

God would really joke with her, on the first day she came back, what she saw was not Jiang Diyun, but this miniature version of Jiang Diyun.

"You can play by yourself, I want to catch up on sleep, don't disturb."

Jiang Zhan was still holding his ball, and nodded obediently: "Hmm." ”

This is completely different from the previous attitude, it is really carved out of the same mold as Jiang Diyun, and the face changes so quickly.

The memory is pulled back, before Jiang's mother had an accident, Jiang Diyun was also gentle to her, but later, the past was unbearable.

Qin Sheng shook his head and went back to the master bedroom to rest, and he really let a five-year-old child go at home.

When she woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, it was already dark outside, and it was pitch black at home.

"Jiang Zhan."

Qin Sheng hurriedly turned on the light, in addition to a football at home, where was Jiang Zhan's figure.

She didn't know when she left.

Ye Yicheng's life-threatening serial call came, urging her to hurry over.

When Qin Sheng went out, she heard Lin Nuan's voice coming from the villa opposite, and after making sure that Jiang Zhan had gone home, she stepped on the accelerator and went to the place Ye Yicheng said.

I haven't been back for a few years, and the road conditions are not very familiar, and when I arrived at Jingjiang Club, it was almost ten o'clock.

Ye Yicheng greeted him: "My eldest lady, you can be regarded as coming, just waiting for you, the protagonist." ”

"Is he coming?"

Ye Yicheng's smile stiffened, scratched his head, and pushed Qin Sheng: "Let's go in first." ”

From Ye Yicheng's reaction, Qin Sheng knew that he was coming.

As Ye Yicheng walked into the 888 box, she was prepared, and she was not so surprised when she saw the man sitting on the leather sofa.

Xiao Junxian is wearing a purple silk shirt today, the shirt wraps his sturdy figure, and a thin layer of muscles is faintly visible, looking very powerful.

A ruby cuff pinned to the cuff, a limited-edition Patek Philippe, he was holding a deck of cards in his hand, calmly drew a card and played it.

His movements were casual, and he still had a cigarette in his mouth.

Qin Sheng couldn't find any other words to describe it, only the word demon.

He is alone, no matter what environment he is in, what kind of crowd he is in, he is the one who can be seen at a glance.

One person is a landscape, and people can't take their eyes off it.

Qin Sheng walked over generously: "Mr. Xiao." ”

Xiao Junxian smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Mrs. Xiao." ”

That's right, she's Mrs. Xiao.

Five years ago, Jiang Diyun married Lin Nuan.

And three years ago, she also married Xiao Junxian.