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Yin Jiaren was worried about her son's autism so she didn't notice when Yao Yue came out.

"Mrs. Jiang? "Why did you come so early?" When Yao Yue saw Yin Jiaren, she thought that she was here to pick him up from school, but she couldn't help but frown when she saw the suitcase beside her feet.

Yin Jiaren laughed embarrassedly, "I'm just here to look far away, I … I'm leaving, so I wanted to come and see before I left. "

"Leave?" Yao Yue was surprised, "Where are you planning to go?"

To be honest, even Yin Jiaren himself did not know where she was going.

"We'll see. Anyway, we shouldn't be coming back for a while."

Yao Yue opened her mouth, and remembered the two times she saw Jiang Siming. That man had an emperor like Qi on him, one look was enough to tell that he was definitely not some small fry.

She couldn't help but feel a burst of sympathy in her heart, "Mrs. Jiang, how about I let you go from a distance?"

Yin Jiaren immediately stopped her, "There's no need, I'll just wait outside for a few glances."

Seeing that it was getting late, Yin Jiaren thought that she had not found a place to stay yet, and after looking at her son who was seriously drawing inside, she finally bid farewell to Yao Yue and left the kindergarten.

Maybe it was proof of that sentence, when people were down, drinking water would clench their teeth, Yin Jiaren searched for an entire afternoon without finding anything suitable, then sighed and was about to find a place to stay, when Yao Yue's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Mrs. Jiang?" Yao Yue had just finished her shift and was preparing to eat dinner before returning. She did not expect to see Yin Jiaren again.

Yin Jiaren was also very surprised. After asking, she could only tell Yao Yue where she was looking for a place to stay.

"Such a coincidence?" Yao Yue's face was filled with joy as she said this, she then told Yin Jiaren that she had rented an apartment from a friend, and was about to find an intermediary.

"I don't know if it's okay if you live here. It's a small 80-square-foot house." Yao Yue said somewhat embarrassedly. After all, she was once a wife of a wealthy family in her subconscious mind.

Yin Jiaren quickly waved his hand, saying that she could adapt to it.

The two of them immediately went to the apartment that Yao Yue talked about without eating anything.

"Usually, my friend lives in this house by herself. A few days ago, she went to work abroad and won't be back for some time, so she told me to rent it out for her." Yao Yue took out her key to open the door and explained.

After looking around, Yin Jiaren did not find anything that was dissatisfied, and straightforwardly settled down.

"Teacher Yao, I really have to thank you today. If not for meeting you, I wouldn't even know what to do."

Yin Jiaren insisted on treating Yao Yue to a meal and found a restaurant nearby.

"Not at all, it's just a small matter." Yao Yue scratched her head in embarrassment, "As long as you call me by my name, there's no need to always be Teacher Yao, Teacher Yao.

Yin Jiaren laughed, "Alright, then don't call me Mrs. Jiang, just call me beauty."

As expected, the way they addressed each other felt much more amiable. Halfway through eating, Yao Yue finally couldn't hold it in anymore, "My beauty, why did you come out from the Jiang Family? Did you encounter some difficulties?"

Yin Jiaren opened her mouth, but eventually she smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I'm fine, I just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, and now I'm finally going to say goodbye to my mistakes."

Yao Yue was baffled by her words, but she knew that it was a private matter of Yin Jiaren's after all. She did not have any reason to ask, and could only console her with a few words.

And at this time, Jiang Family —

"Alright, darling, stop crying, Grandma will buy you some candy, okay?" Song Xiuyun patiently consoled Jiang Yuan, who was crying uncontrollably.

Woo woo, no!" Far from mother! "Wu, wu, wu.

The little guy was crying so hard that he couldn't take it anymore. His little face was red from crying.

"I can't go on like this. Did you call Mister?" Song Xiuyun turned to ask Uncle Zhao, who was beside him. The latter nodded and said, "I just called.

This child was not afraid of anything, only Jiang Siming could treat him.

Not long later, Jiang Siming hurried back. Seeing his son crying so hard, his eyes dimmed, he walked over and hugged his son.

"What are you crying for?"

Jiang Yuan knew from afar that it was Jiang Siming's voice and howled hoarsely. He stopped and looked at him with teary eyes.

"Mom, Mom lost it."

Jiang Siming looked at him with a dark face and spoke coldly: "She would never have stayed here in the first place."

Hearing Jiang Siming's words, Jiang Yuan's face froze. He thought that he would come back after making trouble for his mother, but who knew that he would hear such news!

Seeing that her darling grandson's expression wasn't right, Song Xiuyun worried about his body as she walked forward and glared at Jiang Siming.

"I'm far from crying. Grandma promises you that Mom will be back soon." Saying that, Song Xiuyun turned and looked at his son. Jiang Siming had no choice but to nod his head with a pale face.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan immediately shut up. In his memory, his father would never lie.

Mu Shuhan, who had been sitting on the sofa all this time, could no longer sit still when she saw Jiang Siming return. She walked over obsequiously, "Little Yuanliao, can Auntie and Daddy bring you out to play, together?"

Seeing that Mu Shuhan was the one who spoke to her, she raised her little face slightly, glancing at him with disdain. Her actions were exactly the same as Jiang Siming's.

What a joke, only her mother could take her and her father out to play, what was this woman worth?

Mu Shuhan's face turned awkward, but since Jiang Siming was still here, she couldn't do anything. Furthermore, arguing with a little kid was too petty.

Maybe it was because he was tired from crying just now, but Jiang Siming hugged and coaxed him for a while and then Jiang Yuan fell asleep.

When Jiang Siming came downstairs, he was stopped by Song Xiuyun who was sitting on the sofa.

"You also know that he is far from an ordinary child. This kind of coaxing is definitely useless. If he finds out that the beauty hasn't returned in a few days, he would probably break down."

Mu Shuhan, who was at the side, heard these words. She could not help but become jealous, but she did not expect Yin Jiaren to be so honest, to bribe someone else to do this, not only did Song Xiuyun support her, even her half-grown child seemed like that!

Jiang Siming's expressionless face became a little more gloomy. He walked over, poured a cup of water for himself, and said indifferently: "I naturally have a way to deal with this matter."

"Deal with it? What else can you do? "Right now, other than finding the beauty, you have no other choice!"