Wu Wenlan didn't see her eyes, naturally understood what she was thinking, turned her head and looked at the grandson in her arms since childhood, did not look at Mi Jia, but said with a smile, "The little guy slept late last night and woke up early in the morning, lying on the bed without crying, his eyes were open and dark." ”

Mijia reached forward and gently held the little guy's exposed hand, the little guy's hand was warm and soft, and it was very comfortable to hold. Last night's love seemed to come up all at once, and his eyes were a little red, and he was even covered with a thin layer of mist.

Wu Wenqing and Aunt Qin came out of the kitchen, carrying the porridge and bread they wanted for breakfast.

Seeing Mi Jia, Wu Wenqing walked over to her, patted Mi Jia on the shoulder with a chuckle, and said, "I haven't seen Hanghang for a few days." ”

Mi Jia nodded, a little speechless, took Xiao Hanghang's hand, and held back her tears without falling.

The little one kept staring at her, and the little hand held her hand tightly.

"Mom, let me hug him." Mi Jia spoke, and her voice sounded particularly low and hoarse.

Wu Wenlan nodded, Wu Wenqing held the bottle for her, and then Mi Jia hugged the little guy into her arms.

This process seems to make the little guy in his arms feel uncomfortable, the little face is not happy to wrinkle, and he pushes the pacifier away with his tongue and looks like he wants to cry.

Seeing this, Wu Wenqing hurriedly stuffed the bottle in his hand back into his mouth and coaxed him a few words.

The little guy was not pretentious, and quickly sucked his 'breakfast' with the pacifier in his mouth.

Mi Jia looked at the little guy in her arms, and she had a feeling of wanting to cry and laugh, and she didn't know whether her feelings at the moment were too much self-blame, or more happy and excited.

Holding the child and not even feeding the milk in the bottle, the mobile phone in the bag rang at this time, Mi Jia looked at the time, knowing that she had no extra time to stay, but she still wanted to hug the little one for a while, and it had not been several days since she had watched him staring at herself with his eyes open.

Wu Wenlan took out the mobile phone in her bag and handed it to her, and sure enough, it was Lao Liu, the driver who was waiting outside.

Although she didn't want to leave, Mi Jia still reached for her phone and took it, "Hey, I'll go out right away." Simply hung up the phone in his hand again, looked down at the little guy, the milk in the bottle was almost finished, pulled out the pacifier, put the whole bottle aside, let him lie down like this for a while, caress his back, so as not to let him spit out the milk he had just drunk.

hugged him for a while, and when the second call from the driver Lao Liu came in again, Mi Jia knew that he really couldn't drag it any longer, so he handed over the little guy in his arms to Wu Wenqing on the side, and bowed his head and kissed his face while handing it over, gently, slightly.

Wu Wenlan, who was standing and watching, could only pat her on the shoulder, comforted her and said, "Don't worry, when you are busy with this time, there will be a chance to hug him in the future." ”

Mi Jia nodded vigorously, glanced at the little guy again, and then took the bag and turned to leave.

When she got to the car, Mi Jia turned her head to look at the courtyard that was slowly moving away, and saw Wu Wenqing and Wu Wenlan coming out with their children in their arms, standing behind and even holding the little guy's hand and gently shaking goodbye to her.

Lao Liu, who was sitting in front of the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, but didn't ask anything, and continued to drive the car seriously and steadily.

Mi Jia's eyes were still a little red when she arrived at the company, and Jiang Chengdong's secretary saw her and came over to inform her that Jiang Chengdong was waiting for her in the office.

Mi Jia nodded, put the bag in his hand on the desk in his office, and went directly to the office in Jiangchengdong next door.

I knocked on the door, heard the response from inside, and then pushed the door in.

Jiang Chengdong sat behind the desk, with eyes and still holding Wen Jiàn in his hand, even if Mi Jia came in, he didn't see him put down Wen Jiàn in his hand and looked up at her, and only asked, "Is the Wen Jiàn that will be used in the next meeting ready?" ”

"Not yet, I'll get it right away." Mi Jia replied, but because of the relationship she had just cried, her voice still sounded thick nasal for a while.

Jiang Chengdong raised his head, stared at her for a long time, seemed to see the strange look on her face, put down the Wen Jiàn in his hand, looked into Mi Jia's eyes and asked, "What happened?" ”

Mi Jia shook her head, forced a smile, and said to him, "It's nothing, maybe, maybe it's a little cold." ”

Jiang Chengdong has eaten more salt than she has eaten, and she has always been very accurate in looking at people, where can you not tell that she has cried, not that she has a cold.

Mi Jia looked a little unnatural at him staring at him like this, gently stroked the hair on his forehead, and said, "That, Uncle Dong, if there is nothing to do, I will go out to deal with yesterday's article first." ”

Jiang Chengdong didn't nod or look at her, stared at her like this for a while, and then slowly asked, "Mi Jia, do you regret coming back to the company?" ”

Mi Jia also stared at him, and did not speak for a while.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang Chengdong knew that she must have regretted it in her heart, in fact, she also let her sacrifice her family like this to come back to help, even if she was still a new mother, Xiao Hanghang was not even 100 days old.

Jiang Chengdong sighed lightly and wanted to speak, but Mi Jia preempted him and said, "No regrets." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chengdong looked up at her, and saw Mi Jia with a resolute look, and the eyes looking at her were firm and unquestionable.

Mi Jia held her hand tightly, she knew that if she said a word or half regretted it, Uncle Dong would definitely let her go back, although she wanted to go back to Hanghang's side and accompany his growth, but she also knew that if she really went back, she would definitely regret it and blame herself.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Chengdong shook his head and said, "Mi Jia, don't force yourself, my eldest brother and I hope you can be happy." ”

Mi Jia looked at him directly, his eyes did not evade the slightest hint of evasion, and said, "Uncle Dong, since I am a member of the Jiang family, then let me do my part for the Jiang family, okay?" ”

She said this, what more words could he say to refuse, Jiang Chengdong looked at her, and finally nodded for a while, and said to her, "Put more effort into the family, and tell me if you have anything." ”