I didn't come because I was too busy with work, not because my condition suddenly deteriorated.

Chi Miao relieved her heart slightly, and suddenly heard Xiao Budian sigh in a deep voice.

She snorted, "What are you doing?" ”

"Brother, he ......" Jiang Yufeng muttered: "Does he really refuse to go home?" ”

His eldest brother doesn't like to laugh and won't take him to the playground like other people's brothers, but he will buy small cakes that he likes to eat when he goes out, and he will carefully prepare his birthday gift every year.

He likes his brother.

At the entrance of the outpatient department, a beautiful woman in a dark green A-line skirt walked slowly, with a slightly curved smile under her long and curly eyelashes, obviously in a good mood.

"Zecheng, the child is in good condition."

She smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine too." ”

"I really can't get out of my way today, and I will definitely accompany you for the next prenatal checkup."

As he spoke, the secretary sent another stack of documents, Jiang Zecheng pinched his eyebrows, stopped the secretary's words, and waved his hand to signal her to go out first.

"I've got another video conference soon, I'm going to hang up first."

"Good. Next time you don't show up, I'm going to be angry. He Shuyuan was very helpful to her husband's shame and thoughtfulness, and her cherry lips, which were coated with smooth cream, couldn't hide her upward movement, and she told him to pay attention to her body before hanging up the phone.

Soon it will be a commemorative reception for the 30th anniversary of the founding of Hongcheng Group, and Jiang Zecheng will definitely appear in good spirits.

Yes, I don't know if the stubborn child will come.

He and Zecheng, there must always be someone who bows his head first, and only then can the relationship between father and son have a chance to break the ice.

Jiang Yufeng sat with his shoulders buried and didn't say a word, when someone suddenly called behind him: "Yufeng." ”

Chi Miao also looked back when she heard the voice, but the people she saw surprised her.

- He Shuyuan!

He is a well-known oil painter in the international painting world, specializing in portraits, with strong colors and a very personal style.

Chi Miao is actually a person who doesn't know anything about art and doesn't care about related fields, in the summer vacation of her third year of junior high school, she went to the theme gallery with Meng Ruoting on a whim, and was really amazed by He Shuyuan's portraits, and was even more impressed by He Shuyuan, a rich and talented woman with a delicate appearance.

She remembered that He Shuyuan divorced, won the custody lawsuit and took her son with her, and a few years later married a business tycoon and the head of Hongcheng Group, Jiang Zecheng!

Wait a minute.

Ginger?

"Mom."

Jiang Yufeng jumped up, smiled and gently threw himself into He Shuyuan's open arms, and touched He Shuyuan's belly that had not yet bulged with his small hand.

Mom!?

Chi Miao was dumbfounded, so-

Jiang Shenghe——

"Is it the sister you know?" He Shuyuan hugged his son and asked with a smile.

Jiang Yufeng's bright smile stiffened suddenly, and his grinning mouth was suddenly retracted, and he stopped talking, "She...... Sister is ......"

He Shuyuan's smile disappeared suddenly, the delicate Qingdai painted tightly frowned, and her tone was a little colder, "Who are you?" ”

Chi Miao just wanted to slip away, but was nailed to the spot with a cold cry.

"Mom, my sister is not a bad person." Jiang Yufeng saw that his mother was angry, and hurriedly explained: "She...... I took the initiative to talk to her. ”

"Really?" He Shuyuan's expression softened, but he was still vigilant, "It's me who misunderstood, I'm really sorry." ”

Chi Miao, who failed to escape, could only return a polite and embarrassed smile, He Shuyuan looked at her a few more times, and took her son's hand and walked to the parking space.

Xiao Bu looked back at her step by step, and there was pitiful hope in his eyes.