Chapter 1100: Go to Him.
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When Xiao Moshen was run down from the bumper car, his little face was so hot that his face was red, and he was still in a very excited state, and he put aside Ji Wenlun's guard for a while, his big eyes were dark and bright, and he still wanted to play.
However, I am embarrassed to open this mouth with Ji Wenlun.
So he tilted his head and found Jiang Yansheng's figure: "Hey, where is my mother." โ
Ji Wenlun turned around, and calmly saw Jiang Yansheng and a strange woman approaching, and he opened his mouth to the child: "Your mother is here." โ
Xiao Moshen looked at it with big eyes blankly, and suddenly became surprised: "Aunt Coffin!" โ
Ye Coffin walked over, easily hugged the little guy, kissed his face, even if the woman with a cold aura was in front of Xiao Moshen, she was a little gentle: "Godson, do you miss me?" โ
The little guy hugged her tightly with his little arms and pouted, "Yes." โ
The child is young, but he can tell who is good to him, and he has been with Ye Xianglu for a few years, and the relationship is naturally deep, and he forgot about the mother next to him for a while.
Ye Coffin glanced at Jiang Yansheng, whose face was still very pale.
Ji Wenlun opened his mouth and asked, "Who is this?" โ
Jiang Yansheng seemed to come back to her senses, her face was stiff, and her voice was the same: "Miss Ye Coffin has some relationship with Huo Xiumo, she and her husband are leaving Wancheng, so before leaving, I want to say goodbye to the child." โ
Ji Wenlun saw that her state didn't seem to be right, so there was a hint of skepticism.
After Jiang Yansheng finished speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at the child in Ye Coffin's arms, thinking of the past, she endured uncomfortable emotions in her chest, she spoke, and said in a soft voice as soft: "You go to play with your coffin aunt, and your mother will pick you up at night, okay?" โ
Xiao Moshen nodded obediently, and he didn't think about continuing to play in the amusement park, and was very willing to follow Ye Coffin.
In his world, this can be trusted, because Ye Coffin is with Daddy, which means that he may be able to meet Daddy.
Ye Coffin took away the child, Jiang Yansheng's whole person seemed to be torn apart, she was in a trance, and she had no intention of talking to Ji Wenlun, and said to him: "I want to be alone." โ
Ji Wenlun vaguely guessed that it might be that Ye Coffin who told her something, otherwise, Jiang Yansheng would not have calmly accepted the emotions that had been going on for half a month, and suddenly fluctuated like this.
He sent her back, giving her plenty of space.
It's only been half a month.
Jiang Yansheng found that in his villa, there were traces of children's lives everywhere, at the entrance, there were pairs of very small and cute shoes, in the living room, there were children's cups on the coffee table, and on the sofa were his cotton toy, even if you came from any corner, you might find a small car model toy.
She took off her trench coat and lay down on the sofa tiredly, her cheek against the rag doll that the child usually held in her arms.
Jiang Yansheng's eyebrows and eyes were full of tired emotions, and he tried hard to suppress it, but he still couldn't relieve the suffocating pain in his chest.
In the end, it can only be relieved by tears, biting his lip to death.
Everything about Huo Xiumo in the past four years was vividly in her eyes, and her cold fingertips lifted the corners of her clothes, and she felt a scar on her abdomen, as well as two stretch marks on her waist.
It's something she doesn't want to wash off.
Because of this scar and stretch marks, Jiang Yansheng will have the feeling of being a mother in the past four years, and he is unwilling and unwilling to forget this child.
But she's been four years.
After taking care of the child every day, thinking of Huo Xiumo drinking blood for the child, Jiang Yansheng's deep fragility in his heart was touched, and he couldn't help biting his lip and crying.
She lay in a daze and lay down all day in this quiet villa without a trace of popularity.
It wasn't until it was outside that it seemed to start getting dark.
Jiang Yansheng's stiff fingertips moved, and he got up from the sofa, his face was very numb at the moment, his sore eyes lowered, and he glanced at his mobile phone.
It's almost half past six.
She was a little dizzy, she went to the bathroom to wash her face first, looked up and looked at herself in front of the mirror in a daze, and was in a trance, her fingertips pinched the edge of the table, and let the faucet rattle.
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It's almost eight o'clock.
Jiang Yansheng did not go out to contact Ye Coffin to have a child, but painted heavy makeup, and went out in a backless and floor-sweeping dress, not to mention the silky fabric that wrapped the curvy figure, and showed off her snow-white beautiful back, in this cold weather, she didn't even wear a shawl.
She was wearing high heels and couldn't drive easily, so she asked the driver to come and pick her up.
On the way, the driver couldn't help but say, "Mr. Jiang, do you want to prepare a coat for you?" โ
The evening dress is too thin, and it is estimated that I will catch a cold the next day.
Jiang Yansheng was indifferent, just looking at the time.
Wancheng had a charity party tonight, she was not invited, but she contacted Pei Tong first and asked her to say hello, Jiang Yansheng didn't need an invitation, so she easily went in.
She filled in the number on the donation, and also filled in Huo Moshen's name.
The organizer glanced at her a few times first, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Jiang, what is this?" โ
At the charity gala, the list of these large amounts will be announced, so the person in charge of the organizer is afraid that he will not find anyone at that time, so he will check it first.
Jiang Yansheng smiled with red lips: "My son." โ
"It turned out to be your son, Mr. Jiang, please."
Jiang Yansheng lifted the hem of her skirt and walked slowly inside, her hands were cold from the cold wind, but she didn't seem to have any physical sensations.
There were hundreds of people in the charity party, Jiang Yansheng easily found the seat she wanted to sit in through Pei Tong's relationship, stepped on pointy stiletto heels, and walked over when a bewitching woman in evening dress tried to talk to the handsome man in a suit and leather shoes in front of her......
Jiang Yan interrupted in a dignified manner, looked at the woman with warm eyes, and sat down next to him.
After all, her reputation has long been known by the people of the entire Wancheng, and that little thing is just full of anyone.
Seeing this, the woman left with great interest.
Other people's wives are here, so naturally they can't do anything else.
Jiang Yansheng lowered his eyes, his fingertips sorted out the expensive bracelet on his wrist, and the corner of his eyes swept towards Huo Xiumo, who was sitting lazily on the chair with his long legs folded.
His handsome and dark face was expressionless, as if he didn't see her presence, and he didn't even sweep his eyes.
Jiang Yansheng's face stiffened slightly, but he took the initiative to speak, "The child is in the Ye coffin." โ
Huo Xiumer's long, skeletal fingers tapped on his knees, seemingly unresponsive to this.
With such a cold attitude, she didn't look for her for half a month, even if she was looking for a child, Jiang Yansheng didn't feel very uncomfortable in her heart, because she was in pain, as if her throat was blocked by something, and she had to force a smile and said: "My driver has something to do tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up the child." โ