Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had asked himself the same question once with a little sadness before.

She looked down and smiled, silently shaking her head.

This is the truth, she is not afraid of him, but she cannot get along with him naturally.

He didn't believe it, the suspicion in his eyes was so frank that it hurt people, Bai Mo pulled out his hand, shook his head and said, "Since you don't believe me, why do you ask?" ”

He paused, and finally did not speak again, but took her hand again.

"Grandma, we're going to go out for a walk." He pulled Bai Mo tightly and walked directly to Old Lady Luo.

"Go, go, go! Play a little more. Old Lady Luo was delighted, and nodded almost without any hesitation.

Jiang Yuhan stood up, stretched, and before he could take a step, Mrs. Luo coughed, he seemed to be pulled, and immediately sat down, smiling and waving goodbye.

Out of the Luo family's old house, he drove much faster.

He was probably going to be busy working overtime, Bai Mo thought.

But when he entered the city, he did not die in the building, but drove the car slowly and quietly on the street, without stopping or accelerating.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly drove the car into the underground parking lot.

Passing through the lively neighborhood, there was a wandering singer playing and singing under the street lamp, he stopped in front, Bai Mo also walked over, remembering that he had glanced over here before, and looked back at him, looking very serious, inexplicably a little moved.

The singer is dressed a little sloppily, dressed in a punk style, with a big cigarette and a sexy and low voice, compared to those singers who like to interact, he has no reaction, let the people around him come and go, slowly singing Li Zongsheng's songs, euphemistically telling a plain as water, but profound and timeless story.

Bai Mo likes this song, which is particularly touching in the ordinary.

He pulled out his wallet and dropped a few bills into the singer's guitar case.

The singer motioned to him, and he took Bai Mo's hand expressionlessly, tightly.

Bai Mo subconsciously wanted to break free, but he grabbed him stubbornly, because of the large number of people around, Bai Mo didn't pull anymore, he pulled it, and he was thinking in a panic how to mention Ji Sicheng's inheritance in front of him.

For a moment, Bai Mo had forgotten what she wanted to say, her life had always been carefully planned, and she had never thought of holding a man leisurely like this, walking around aimlessly.

Being able to make a small enterprise bigger and stronger is enough to compete with the Baishi Group, and you don't have to guess to know that he is not.

But the strange thing is that she doesn't dislike it, he seems to enjoy it more than her, and this person's aura is not only powerful, but also has something magical.

He hardly stops for any goods, and maybe what he calls shopping is really walking the streets.

Essentially, it's no different from going anywhere.

He just took her hand and walked away.

Bai Mo lowered his head and smiled embarrassedly, this guy, I was afraid that he was driven crazy by his grandmother, and just as he was thinking, the phone rang.

The little loach exclaimed, "Where are you?" ”

Since she was kicked out of the house by Aunt Xiao and broke with everyone, this is the first time she has received a call from them, Bai Mo felt a burst of joy in his heart, but in less than a second, his mood changed sharply.

"Come to the city funeral home, your mother has an accident!" The little loach hung up the phone after speaking.