Still not sleeping so late?

Feast walked to the head of the bed in confusion, noticing the corner of the children's backpack peeking out from under the sheets, and he reached out to pull his son's small bag out from under the bed.

On the pillow, Sheng Yi pretended to yawn and turned over, covered his eyes with his little hands, and watched the action of the feast from between his fingers, and his small mouth suddenly opened wide.

Not good!

The bag was found!

If Dad saw a wad of bills, two credit cards, and three pairs of trousers in it......

It must have guessed that he wanted to run away from home, and he would have sent him back to the island and never let him come out again.

It's completely over, and he will never see his mother again in his life!

Hearing his son's thoughts, the fingers of the feast carrying the bag stiffened slightly.

Mom?

As soon as he got off the plane, he slipped away quietly, originally wanting to find his mother.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the fingers of the feast carrying the small backpack sank inexplicably.

Raising an eyebrow, he gently lowered his small backpack to the corner of the room.

Seeing through his hand that his father hadn't checked his backpack, Sheng Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Dad didn't peek, it really scared the baby to death!

Feast turned in his direction again, and he busied himself with his eyes closed and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Noticing the little white foot exposed outside the quilt, Feast reached out and gently stuffed the little guy's foot into the quilt, helped him cover the quilt, and turned to walk to the door.

Listening to his footsteps drifting away, Sheng Yi looked at him with half-squinted eyes, and the corners of his lips raised.

What?

Uncle Su also said that Dad is the smartest person in the world, and he didn't even notice that I was pretending to be asleep, Dad is so stupid!

Stupid?

Feast grabbed the doorknob and stopped by the door.

On the pillow, the little one stared at his father's tall back, and his half-squinted eyes were stained with a smile.

Dad touched his feet just now, aren't you afraid that his feet smell?

The book says that if you love someone, you will be willing to do anything for the other person, and Dad doesn't like his feet smelly, and Dad must love him very much.

Kindness.

Definitely!

The corners of the feast's lips bent upwards almost imperceptibly, and he walked out of the children's room and gently helped the little one to open the door.

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The sixth floor of the Kirin Building.

The elevator door parted, and Jiang Tian, who was wearing a leather jacket, lazily hooked his sunglasses and walked out of the elevator door and into the Imperial City Roast Duck Restaurant.

In the morning, she had already made an appointment with a lawyer to talk to the other party about the Jiang Mansion.

The private room was booked in advance, and after consulting the front desk, she went directly to the second floor, still looking for a private room, and the familiar voice of a child was already sounding behind her.

"I want to eat small cakes wrapped in duck meat, I want to eat duck skin dipped in sugar, and I want to drink duck soup......"

Snacks?

Jiang Tian turned around, and sure enough, he saw Sheng Yi walking over with short legs.

The little guy is wearing a small British black suit today, with a crimson bow tie around his neck, and his little face is more and more white, gentlemanly and cute.

The bodyguard who followed behind him was a little familiar, and it should be one of the people who had followed the feast to her house yesterday.

"Sister!"

Seeing Jiang Tian, Sheng Yi ran over with his calves.

When the bodyguard saw her, he also smiled politely at her.

Good boy!

That's the woman that your own boss has a crush on, so you must treat it well.

"Sister, are you also here to eat roast duck?"

"yes!"

Jiang Tian smiled back at the little guy, and noticed the two acquaintances who walked into the corridor, and she slowly straightened up.

At this time, the other party also saw her.

Looking at each other, Jiang Zhihui stopped abruptly and grabbed his father's arm like a ghost.

"Dad...... Ginger...... Jiang Tian! ”