In his mind, Mu Jingnan's words sounded uncontrollably-

"If Miss Joe is willing to come forward......"

Joan covered her head in pain, "Don't say it, I'll let you stop it!" ”

Say no more!

Don't shake her anymore.

It's none of her business, it's really none of her business......

It was Mu Jingxi who did something wrong, and he had to confess his guilt.

Sliding down weakly, Joan hugged herself tightly, her head buried deep in her knees.

Xia Lin stood at the door of the bedroom, listening to the movement inside with bated breath, worried that something would happen to her, he knocked on the door anxiously: "Miss Qiao, are you okay?" ”

After a long time, Joan's voice came from the bedroom, "I'm fine." ”

Xia Lin stayed at the door until he heard the sound of footsteps and gradually moved away, and he didn't let go of his heart.

Miss Qiao is not without feelings for Major Mu.

But why did she resist him so much?

Could it be that it was because of the events of the past three years that it left a shadow, so he didn't dare to see Major Mu?

The reason why the court was brought up was because Xia Lin didn't want her to have regrets.

On the day of the trial, Major Mu will be convicted, and when the time comes, they will be able to meet again.

Major Mu must have hoped to see her that day.

If she doesn't go......

Shaking his head, Xia Lin sighed almost inaudibly, and went back to the second bedroom.

The next morning, JoAnn was late.

When I came to the research room, my colleagues had already arrived.

She hurriedly apologized, and the whole morning of work was messy and poorly done.

An elderly colleague came to her and said, "You can't concentrate, it's a big taboo in scientific research." Go back and rest, get fit and come back. ”

Joan smiled gratefully, "Thank you." ”

She took a leave of absence.

Seeing her come out of the research room, Xia Lin didn't ask anything, silently followed behind her and accompanied her back to the apartment.

Day after tomorrow......

Will the trial be held the day after tomorrow?

Taking a deep breath, Qiao An said to Xia Lin, "Send me to the villa." ”

…………

"Mama, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Nuomi snuggled into Qiao An's arms, holding her face with two little paws, and her little brows furrowed, "Ma Ma, aren't you happy?" ”

"A little bit."

"Then Ma Ma can tell Xiao Nuomi, why are you unhappy?"

Joan pursed her lips and smiled, stroking her little head with one hand.

Xiao Nuomi said seriously, "So that Xiao Nuomi can know how to make you happy." ”

"Little Nuomi, you...... Do you want to be an uncle? ”

Suddenly hearing the word uncle, Xiao Nuomi tilted her little head and thought for a while, "Is it Uncle Mu?" ”

"Well, it's him."

"Yes, but ......" the little guy puffed out his cheeks, and was unhappy.

Joan hugged her, her beautiful eyes looking at her eyes gently, "But what?" ”

"But my uncle said that I can't see Xiao Nuomi."

Xiao Nuomi pursed her mouth unhappily and lowered her head, "Why can't you see Xiao Nuomi?" ”

"yes, why ......" Joan seemed to ask herself, her voice soft, almost ethereal.

"Mama, what are you talking about?" Unable to hear what she had just said, Xiao Nuomi leaned her head up.

I want to hear it clearly.

The wet kiss was imprinted on her face, Xiao Nuomi grinned, held Qiao An's face, and chirped, "Ma Ma, love you." ”

"Ma Ma loves you too."

Back in the bedroom, Qiao An called the Mu family's mansion, and the little maid in the west wing picked up the phone.