Qin Jiujiu took it politely and smiled slightly: "Uncle Jinrong is good!" ”

In the air, bursts of laughter suddenly sounded.

Jinrong raised her hand again and pressed her temple, but she was silent.

Qin Jiujiu drank some hot water, sighed comfortably, and pretended to ask casually: "I am surnamed Qin, and the Qin Cardamom he just said is also surnamed Qin, does it have anything to do with me?" ”

"Cardamom Qin is Mayor Qin's only daughter, Mayor Qin's name is Qin Shusheng, and she is your uncle; And in charge of the economic lifeline of the Qin family is your father Qin Mu, he is the chairman of Huisheng Group, and you are also an only daughter, but you were lost since you were a child, so Qin Cardamom has become the proud daughter of the Qin family. Specifically, it's better for you to go back and ask your father. ”

Jinrong just clicked and stopped.

After all, the specific struggle of the wealthy family is a family affair, and he is entrusted with the matter of loyalty, and it is enough to bring her back.

Nothing else, nothing to do with him.

Qin Jiujiu sneered in her heart, she was born in a wealthy circle, how could she not know Qin Cardamom?

Because the Qin family has a child of Qin Cardamom, the outside world recognizes Qin Cardamom as the successor of Huisheng Group, plus there is a father who is the mayor of a first-tier provincial capital city, how can Qin Cardamom be the proud daughter of the sky?

Didn't he Gu Xihong file for divorce from her just to climb the high branch of Qin Cardamom?

She was still stupid enough to use her two-year-old son to save his heart, but as a result, Qin Cardamom tricked her and her son into the car, and she just stepped on the accelerator when the car exploded.

Qin Jiujiu's eyes became redder and redder.

Thinking of her two-year-old son's tender and soft little hands and glutinous little body, her tears fell endlessly.

He hung his head, clenched his fists, and stubbornly straightened his back.

After that accident, she woke up and became Qin Hurry.

She lay in the ward in New York for a long time, when teachers and classmates came to visit her, and the welfare home also called with concern to inquire about her condition.

She was panicked about being born again, and she couldn't accept the loss of her beloved son.

She checked that the day she and her son were killed by the bombing was the same day as Qin hurriedly climbing and accidentally falling.

So, that's how she lost her memory.

Because she doesn't remember everything that the real Qin hurriedly went through, because she must endure and be strong, she can't live up to the chance of rebirth given to her by God, which must be used to avenge herself and her son.

Jinrong looked at the little girl who was crying with a low head on the other side.

He felt that the girl's reflex arc was a little too long.

He took out a light brown handkerchief and handed it to her, but she hung her head and wept bitterly, without looking up.

He got up and sat down beside her, and shoved the handkerchief into his palm, but she grabbed him by the collar and buried her little face in his arms.

Just now, I was crying silently, but now it is like a river that has opened the floodgates, and I am crying loudly.

Desperately crying like a child, tears and snot all rubbing against his expensive custom-made clothes.

Like a puppy.

Jinrong snorted and laughed.

He didn't know what she had suffered, he just thought that she was a little girl who had been wandering for too long and had finally found a home.

It wasn't until Qin Jiujiu's mood calmed down a little that he realized that he was in Rong Shao's arms.

Embarrassmently stepping away, she said, "Sorry, ...... your clothes."

The rest of the sentence was not finished.

Because she cried for too long, her nose was stuffy, and a big snot bubble bubbled out without warning!