Chapter 1211

Compared with fan Shaojie's surprise, Jiang Shanshan seems more calm.

"Not all of a sudden. Four years ago, before I came to Los Angeles, I decided when to go back to China."

I just didn't tell him.

Jiang Shanshan's words didn't make it clear. She didn't want to hurt fan Shaojie's self-esteem.

But he is not a fool. How can he not recognize Jiang Shanshan's potential meaning?

"Will you take xuan'er back home with you?"

"Well, after returning home this time, I won't live here often."

Jiang Mingxuan's contract with the film and television company has also expired.

If her son still wants to stand in the spotlight, she can create a studio for the little guy in China.

A studio is not difficult for Jiang.

Even though Jiang Shanshan drew the boundary very clearly, fan Shaojie still couldn't help asking: "Shanshan, don't I even have the chance to compete with huangfujing?"

"He is Xuaner's own father."

I can also treat xuan'er as my child.

Before saying this sentence, I heard Jiang Shanshan calmly describe a cruel fact to fan Shaojie and said, "I love him very much, too. You don't have a chance. Don't waste your time on me."

Fan Shaojie stands in front of the French window of the office. He looks at the opposite office building and tears out a bitter radian at the corner of his mouth.

He knew Jiang Shanshan earlier than huangfujing, but love comes first and then comes.

Jiang Shanshan has made her words so clear that it's meaningless for him to entangle.

"Shanshan, I wish you happiness!"

"Thank you. I hope you can find your own happiness soon."

Jiang Shanshan hung up the phone and turned her eyes to see a touch of Xinchang standing at the door.

Huangfujing's long and narrow eyes lock Jiang Shanshan's cold and gorgeous face, and her bright red lips contain a smile like nothing. The peach blossom eyes are full of surprise. "My Shanbao also loves me."

He had already heard it, and Jiang Shanshan had nothing to refute. She admitted generously, "yes, I love you."

The voice of the cool empty valley strikes huangfujing's heart.

"Shanbao, I knew that."

Huangfujing strode over and hugged Jiang Shanshan into her arms. Her strong arms locked her tightly, clasped her in her arms, chin against her head, and said in a low voice, "I'm so happy."

Jiang Shanshan's arms hanging on her side slowly lifted up and hugged huangfujing, "what else did you hear?"

"This news is enough for me to be happy for a long time. Is there any other good news?"

Jiang Shanshan laughs. It seems that this guy didn't hear her saying, "he's xuan'er's own father.".

"Huangfujing, actually Xuaner is..."

"Mommy, ah Choi is here."

Jiang Mingxuan appears at the door and timely interrupts Jiang Shanshan's words.

In front of her son, Jiang Shanshan did not dare to embrace huangfujing.

She frowned. "I'll see what ah Cai wants from me."

Seeing off Jiang Shanshan's back, huangfujing stares at Jiang Mingxuan unhappily, "smelly boy who has no eyesight to see."

Jiang Mingxuan's small body leaned on the side of the door, his hands around his arms, "huangfujing, one day you will regret offending me."

Huang Fu Jing's mouth twitched twice, "don't call my name, call my stepfather!"

"You are not my stepfather!"

Dropping this sentence, Jiang Mingxuan turns around coolly.

Huangfujing