"Tang Xin, I have painted a red heart on it."

In the sugar heart cottage, Chen Chen's childish and cheerful voice came early in the morning.

Tang Xin came out with a hot breakfast and put it on the table. Then he went over and hugged his son and kissed him. He looked at the white board hanging in the living room.

That's the way she came up with. She wrote down the date of the new year on the whiteboard, and then asked Chen Chen to draw a little red heart under the date every day to show the countdown and expectation.

In this way, her baby Chen Chen no longer has to miss his father quietly.

"Tangxin, you can also paint." Chen Chen hands the red pen to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin holds Chenchen's hand and draws a picture beside his little heart, "OK, go wash your hands and have breakfast."

"Love tangxin!" Taking advantage of Tang Xin to hold him down, Chenchen chirped loudly on her face, and then ran to the kitchen to wash hands.

Tang Xin smiles with joy.

Chenchen's temperament is not as cold as his father, nor as introverted as she is. It is comforting to say love bravely. Maybe it's because he grew up in America?

Just finished breakfast, outside the door came the siren sound, looking out of the window, it was crystal with his son.

It's just, isn't it too early?

Tang Xin looked at Chen Yun, who was eating breakfast with her head down. "Chen Yun, Jingjing seems to have brought a lot of things with her. She is still holding her son. Go and help her. By the way, Jingjing is the woman who knocked you down yesterday to save her son. "

Without saying a word, Chen Yun put down the tableware, got up and went out, still like an obedient robot, without expression or action.

"Xiaoyu, come on, let's go in and find brother Chenchen." Jingjing holds a carton in her arms from the back compartment, then closes the trunk and reaches for her son's hand.

Suddenly, the cardboard box in her arms disappeared. When she looked up, the person who took her carton had turned back.

"Are you primitive? No manners Jingjing some angry to his back, and then holding his son depressed to follow up.

When she came in, she saw that her cardboard box had been put aside, and the man sat back to eat his breakfast.

"I came here early in the morning. I'm sure I didn't have breakfast. Come and have a bowl of hot porridge to warm up." Gu's mother quickly got up to greet her. She came forward to help take off Xiaoyu's thick coat, and then carried it over.

Tang Xin also went into the kitchen to help bring hot porridge. Jingjing, who rolled up her sleeves, frowned when she saw the position of Tang Xin. She picked up the bowl of porridge and moved the chair away from her.

However, she just sat down. The man whom she disliked just now had put down his dishes and left his seat.

What does he mean by that? Look down on her?

Jingjing is still in a daze, but she has to pretend that she doesn't know anything and bow her head to drink porridge with some reproachful eyes on the elder Gu and Tang Xin.

Her unintentional behavior is likely to hurt other people's self-esteem. I heard that disabled people have strong self-esteem.

"Jingjing, what did you bring here?" Tang Xin cast his eyes on the carton at the door, and then look at Chen Chen is feeding Xiaoyu porridge in a good way, and happily hook his lips.

"Ah, some of the clothes I designed before have moldy under the box, so I'll show them to you." Jingjing answers carelessly.

"It doesn't have to come so early. It's cold in the morning. What should I do if the child is frozen?" Gu said.

"Ha ha Auntie, I came here to eat your breakfast Jingjing flatters the tunnel.

Tang Xin doubts her reason.

She wears clothes designed by Jingjing. The style is novel and unique, which can highlight the temperament of everyone. Moreover, the materials and workmanship of her clothes are all top-notch. It's strange that they are willing to press the bottom of the box to make them moldy.

However, since she has brought them all, let her be. Anyway, this Sima Zhao's heart is not known to all. She is a bosom friend.

Next, Jingjing every day to find a variety of reasons to report, each time to show a dislike of Chen Yun, from time to time to create difficulties, we all see, tacit.

It's rare that it doesn't snow for a few days. Tang Xin drives her car to the company. She really hasn't stepped into the company for a long time. But today, I occasionally think of one thing that may let her know when Li Yunshen will come back.

"Did you have my package during my absence? A package without an address. " Tang Xin asked the front desk as soon as he entered the company.

Before Xuanxuan was pushed into the water by JieXi, there was a prophecy painting sent, and there was also one before Chenchen was hit.

She had thought that it would be possible if Jesse had planned in advance to have the painting delivered, but later she thought that if Jesse had already sent the painting, she would not have known what she was wearing that day. Besides, on the day of Yueyue's birthday, she changed another one

The only explanation is that the two paintings were foretold and accurate!

Although I don't know who sent the painting, maybe his purpose is to remind them to be careful.

If it is well intentioned, she hopes that there will be a third and a fourth as long as there is the ending of her and Li Yunshen.If people knew she thought that, they would think she was crazy.

"Let me have a look." The receptionist immediately checked the records and replied, "Miss Angela, you haven't received the package sent to you since you didn't come to work."

"Yes, thank you."

Tang Xin some disappointments ground thanks, turn around, originally want to go to the office to have a look, but think or forget.

She is not in the mood to take care of the company's affairs now. The group of elites Li Yunshen put here has not withdrawn. It seems that she has a plan to stay permanently.

God knows, she now nothing, just want to know his news, just want him back.

Just out of the company, Tang's cell phone rang in her pocket. She took it out and saw it was a strange number. She frowned and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Do you want to see him, but you can't find him?"

From the receiver came the voice of cold, Tang Xin's face was shocked, "who are you? You know where he is, don't you? "

"Ha ha You can't even hear my voice? "

Rampant laughter came from the receiver. It was harsh and terrifying.

Tang Xin's body wavered slightly, and then asked calmly, "is he in your hand?"

If Li Yunshen was not blind, she would not believe it, but he could not see. He was alone. She was not sure. She did not dare to take risks.

"Want to see him? Come alone if you want to! "

"Address!"

Tang Xin agreed without hesitation, because she did not dare to take a risk with him.

……

On the roof of a high-rise building, Tang Xin came alone.

The cold wind was blowing like a knife across my cheek.

She saw the woman standing in the cold wind - Jesse!