A year later, the capital.

In the box on the third floor, the dance floor is brightly lit, and people sit on the sofa with wine glasses.

"Eh, did you hear that? Lin Qingqing really gave birth to a son a few months ago! ”

"What a son? Then she's so proud! When she was pregnant, she showed off everywhere with a big belly, for fear that others would not know that she was pregnant with the Lu family! It's a pity, Brother Deacon, he is still in prison, and I don't know when he will ......"

The person who spoke suddenly saw He Jiming, who was drinking with his head bowed next to him, and was immediately dumbfounded, not daring to say more.

He Jiming took a sip of the remaining wine in the glass, and walked out of the hotel with great irritability.

It was still sunny and daylight outside, but he didn't know where to go, and the staff quickly drove his car out, and when he was giving him the car keys, he turned his head slightly and glimpsed the door of the clubhouse in the afterglow.

It was a tight, long-haired woman covered in a bag.

Looking at it from the side, the slender figure is exquisite, tall among girls, wearing a black mask, showing her eyes and forehead outside, vaguely with the aura and demeanor of a female star.

A white, tender and cute little ball lay on her shoulder and bit her fingers aggrievedly, tears fell down, crying thinly, like a little milk cat.

This meeting He Ji Ming usually sees a lot - it is nothing more than the life of a rich second-generation prodigal son, women can't enter private villas, and they can't get through to men's phones, so they can only hold their children and come here to find someone.

He only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze faintly, and when he opened the door and sat in the car, he suddenly heard his name-

"Lu Zhi is not here? Okay, then I'll look for He Jiming, he's always there, right? Or you tell me, when will they come......"

The woman whispered to comfort the little ball on her shoulder, and looked up at the doorman.

Hearing this voice, He Jiming was obviously stunned, and looked up violently.

The staff called out to him from behind, and he ignored it, striding in the direction of the woman, slamming her body.

Then he breathed and froze in place.

Song Jin touched Xiao Tuanzi's head, then looked at him, and bent his eyes, "Hmm... What a coincidence. ”

***

A sports car gallops down the road.

He Jiming looked at the woman who was coaxing the child behind him, and he had a lot to say for a while, but he didn't know where to start, and his throat tightened for no reason.

Eventually, a thousand words turned into a wordless sentence, "That kid...... Is it Brother Deacon's? ”

"yes, who would it be if it wasn't his?" Song Jin's fingertips poked Xiao Tuanzi's fat cheeks viciously, and Xiao Tuanzi's saliva flowed, so he didn't raise his head and asked, "By the way, where is he now?" ”

"You don't know? Isn't that what you want to see?! ”

He Jiming's voice was inexplicably cold, and the fingers holding the steering wheel tightened and tightened.

"You are indeed the most ruthless woman I have ever met! You said... What methods do you want to take revenge on Brother Zhi, do you know what kind of life the people in prison live are worse than pigs and dogs? Brother Deacon has been in it for a year! All year round! How can you say he can stand that! Will it take you a whole year to recover your memory? ”

His voice was full of rage, and Xiao Tuanzi was so frightened that he began to cry again.

Song Jin hurriedly hugged Xiao Budian and comforted him, He Jiming obviously felt that he was out of shape, and then did not speak again.

"Take me to see him first, I'll tell you something later."

After Xiao Tuanzi fell asleep, Song Jin sighed and said.