Suddenly, Jiang He's eyes glanced towards the half-open door.

"Not good!" He Jinqian stood up as soon as possible, Xiao Zhang also reacted, and the two of them trotted towards the door in big strides.

Seeing this, Jiang He grabbed Shen Mengqing and pushed He Jinqian and the others.

Xiao Zhang hurriedly reached out to help Shen Mengqing, who was about to fall to the ground, and He Jinqian was also blocked by the road.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang He had already disappeared.

"Forget it, don't chase it." He Jinqian looked at Xiao Zhang, who was about to chase after him, but stopped him at the exit.

"Our goal is to find out who is behind the scenes, and now that we know, we will leave the rest to the police." He Jinqian glanced at the room as he spoke, and called the police to inform the police to seal the place.

Then he took the lead and walked out.

Xiao Zhang looked at Shen Mengqing, then at He Jinqian's back, and still helped Shen Mengqing out.

"Miss Shen, where are you going next?" When he was in the car, Xiao Zhang asked Shen Mengqing in the co-pilot.

Shen Mengqing looked at the glass in front of the car with empty eyes, and just when Xiao Zhang thought that she hadn't heard her and was about to repeat it again, Shen Mengqing opened her mouth faintly.

"Let's go to the airport."

There was no need for her to stay any longer.

"Are you going abroad?" Although Xiao Zhang has not experienced any love and hate, but now looking at Shen Mengqing's appearance, I still understand her mood a little.

Shen Mengqing nodded and didn't speak again.

After Xiao Zhang called He Jinqian and told him that he was going to send Shen Mengqing to the airport, neither of them spoke anymore.

For a while, the atmosphere in the car was quiet and terrible.

After He Jinqian hung up the phone, there was no wave in his heart, as if this was expected.

In other words, no one would choose to stay in such a sad city.

Thinking of a girl and a baby waiting for him at home, a smile finally appeared on the corner of He Jinqian's lips.

After arriving home, He Jinqian walked straight to the bedroom, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard bursts of laughter from inside the house.

He Jinqian paused and stood outside the door listening carefully to the movements inside.

"Really? It turns out that he was so funny when he was a child. Jian Mo's happy laughter came out of the room, accompanied by the occasional sound of drinking soup.

Zhang's mother's slow voice immediately echoed: "Yes, he was a little adult at that time, I called him down to eat, but he didn't, he had to say several times that he would be a big boss in the future before he would come down." ”

"Hahahahaha, He Jinqian is so stupid, but now he is really a big boss." Jian Mo smiled more and more happily.

He Jinqian, who was standing at the door, heard Zhang's mother's words, and the memory of that time automatically appeared in his mind.

Yes, in his childhood, only his grandfather and Zhang's mother accompanied him, and even the housekeeper just came here in the past two years, and he didn't like to talk after he came, and he didn't show up when he didn't have anything necessary.

Thinking of the days when Zhang's mother and herself "fought wits and courage" when she was a child, the smile on He Jinqian's face gradually expanded.

"What are you talking about, so happy." He Jinqian pushed open the door and walked in at the right time.

Jian Mo and Zhang's mother looked up at him at the same time, the smiles on their faces hadn't had time to put away, and there was always a sense of guilt in their expressions when they looked at He Jinqian.

"You're back." It was Jian Mo who reacted first, holding up the chicken soup in his hand and smiling at He Jinqian, "Are you tired?" Would you like some chicken soup? ”

When Jian Mo said this, the naughty wind outside the window just came in to kiss her hair, and the sun lazily spread half of the room, and the kind smile on Zhang's mother's face looked particularly warm to the light.

He Jinqian was a little stunned for a while.

Such a picture has appeared countless times in his dreams.

If the woman with the kind smile was his mother, it would be truly perfect.

"I don't drink it, you and the baby drink it." He Jinqian said and walked to the side of the bed and sat down, and when Zhang's mother saw this, she immediately stood up: "Then young master, young lady, I will go down first." ”

"Okay."

After Zhang's mother left, Jian Mo also put the chicken soup on the table, looked at He Jinqian with a serious face, and asked, "How is the matter handled?" ”

He Jinqian also sat up straight and told Jian Mo everything about the matter.

After hearing this, Jian Mo was silent for a full minute, and when he looked at He Jinqian again, his eyes were about to overflow with sadness.

Although she also hated Shen Mengqing, as long as she remembered the scene where she dragged Jiang He's clothes and cried heartbreakingly, she couldn't stop feeling sad.

"What's wrong?" He Jinqian hurriedly took Jian Mo into his arms and gently rubbed the back of her head.

Jian Mo sniffed and said, "Jin Qian, do you know? What I said in front of reporters that day there are three kinds of rarities in the world, and that is only the good aspect. ”

"The book says that there are three bad ones that are rare, picking stars with bare hands, not loved, thousands of people in the world, and it is rare to meet me again."

"Jin Qian, Jiang He will never meet someone like Shen Mengqing who loves him again in his life."

I won't meet the next person to treat me like you.

He Jinqian felt Jian Mo's mood swings, but he knew that it was useless to say anything now, so he had to continue to rub her hair and hug her tighter, tighter.

After a while, Jian Mo's urn-like voice came, "Jin Qian, you hugged me too tightly, I'm a little..."

"Excuse me, are you alright?" He Jinqian hurriedly let go, held Jian Mo's shoulders with both hands, and looked at her with a nervous expression.

Seeing He Jinqian's "fuss" appearance, Jian Mo laughed.

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask you, what happened to the factory?"

With so much loss of silk and embroidery, it must be very difficult to solve the follow-up project.

Speaking of this, He Jinqian remembered that he forgot to say anything serious to Jian Mo, all because when he saw Jian Mo, he couldn't help but have a short chat with her parents and gently took her into his arms.

"In the past few days of investigation, I have secretly arranged for people to build a new factory, with the lessons of the last time, this time it has gone a lot smoother, and it has been preliminarily completed, although it is not too comprehensive, but it is still completely possible to complete a few orders there."

This is probably the best news so far.

But He Jinqian didn't plan to let Jian Mo start doing this immediately, since Jian Mo was pregnant, he was reluctant to even let her walk on the ground, let alone go to work.

You don't have to go to the company.

After learning He Jinqian's thoughts, Jian Mo said on the surface that he was making too much of a fuss, but in fact, he was smiling like a flower in his heart.

"The chicken soup is cold, I'll take it down and give you another one." He Jinqian carefully saw the half bowl of chicken soup on the bedside table.

"No need to change it, just take it down and put it in the kitchen, I'm full, I'll have dinner right away, and I won't eat if I drink another bowl of chicken soup." Jian Mo quipped.

He Jin Qian smiled understandingly, stood up and walked down with the bowl.

As soon as the bedroom door closed, Jian Mo's cell phone rang.

Since falling out with Chen Yiran and Song Sirou, she has never received a call other than harassing calls.

Looking at the unfamiliar mobile phone number jumping on the mobile phone screen, Jian Mo hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

"Hey, hello, who is it?" Jian Mo listened to the sound of electricity on the other side of the phone, and her intuition told her that it was not a simple phone call.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then he tentatively spoke, "Is it Jian Mo?" ”