Xi Muqiao did not immediately fall asleep, his eyes have been on Qiao Mu's small face.

Delicate facial features, familiar can not be familiar again, but Xi Muqiao greedily looked at it again and again, that is, how to see is not enough.

After tomorrow, Jiangcheng may cause a very big disturbance because of this incident. As the person in the center of the storm, her pressure can be imagined.

She doesn't care what people say about her, but he does.

The ninth day of junior high school, the erythema on Jing Qian's face has retreated almost, and Xi Muyan agreed to leave the hospital.

In fact, Jing qian can be discharged from the hospital early, but Xi Muyan is not at ease and insists on his child's recovery before he is discharged.

A few days ago, the startling red spot has subsided a lot. If you look carefully, you can see the faint red seal. Xi Muyan has been holding his breath in his heart and finally vomited out.

Her son did not leave a scar on his face, or a lovely little Zhengtai.

People come and go in and out of the hospital. No matter how low-key they are, they are still found out that Xi's family, who often goes in and out of the hospital recently.

I don't know who passed it on. Many people know that the little guy in the VIP ward is the little grandson of the Xi family.

Reporters from all walks of life have been stationed around the hospital.

Fortunately, senior VIP ward area is not everyone can go in and out, the reporter tried his best to exhaust his contacts, but also failed to enter the advanced ward area to inquire for information.

For the reporters who want to take the news in the hospital, Xi Muqiao can let them all go.

But Xi Muqiao didn't pay attention to them this time. As long as they didn't disturb Jingqian's recuperation, they could stay in the hospital for as long as possible.

Huo Mingyang came to the ward every day to complain, saying that there were more reporters than patients to stay in the hospital, which seriously disturbed the order of the hospital.

Every time before he finished speaking, he was called out by Xi Muyan.

Today, the little guy was discharged from the hospital. Xi Muqiao and Qiao Mu came to pick up the baby in person.

Xi Mu Qiao Ben thought of coming alone. After all, if Qiao Mu's identity is exposed, it will certainly bring her great changes.

But Qiao Mu insisted on coming. Since Xi Muqiao has made this decision, she can't let all the pressure of public opinion on him. She wants to share it for him.

With Xi Muqiao for such a long time, she also learned something about Xi Muqiao from Yuan Sufei's mouth.

At the beginning, grandma said that simuccio was also a poor child. At that time, she didn't understand until her mother-in-law said that he was a child.

She is shocked. She is the favorite of heaven. Her childhood can be called dark. No wonder his character is so cold and indifferent, even some Little pervert.

Her Mr. Xi, these years is really not easy, shoulder the burden of the Xi family, she loves her Mr. Xi very much, she does not want to let him so hard.

He has always sheltered her from the wind and rain, and now, she also wants to help him share a bit in the scope of her ability.

Qiaomu's equipment can be considered to be very complete. Her down jacket, which is as long as ankle, covers her figure. She wears a mask, hat and sunglasses that cover most of her face. Her small face is covered tightly.

Before going out, Xi Muqiao and Aunt Wang looked at Qiao Mu's dress for a long time. They could not recognize the people who stayed with him all day, let alone those reporters.

Qiao Mu even looked at her in the mirror for a long time. She was very satisfied with the dress that she could not recognize herself.

In the hospital, Xi Muyan once again weaves a very attractive lie for children.

Son smash, your father who maintains the peace of the universe writes again, asking your aunt to be your mother for a period of time. Jingqian should be obedient, otherwise daddy will be angry.

Jingqian children to their father to maintain the peace of the universe nearly crazy worship, nodding a small head happy promise.

Therefore, for Jingqian children, uncle and aunt become father and mother.

The reporter thief's formidable, not only guards in the hospital main gate, even in the hospital back door has the person garrison.

However, this has no impact on Xi Muqiao and Qiao mu. They came to meet Jing Qian in person today to make sure that Jing Qian is Xi Muqiao's son.

The more journalists come, the better for them.

Afraid that reporters are too crazy to hurt Qiao mu, Xi Muqiao arranged several bodyguards to prevent reporters from being too close to Qiao mu.

Break through layers of people, finally came to the ward.

When you leave the hospital, you should be happy. The little guy is wearing a small red coat and a red hat, ignoring the marks that have not subsided. The little face looks like a just peeled egg, which is slippery.

"Jing Qian should be good for a while, and lie down on my uncle's shoulder. Don't look up without my uncle's permission."

The little guy raised his head to look at the high altitude Ximu Qiao, his small eyebrows twisted into a small valley, and corrected, "it's dad."

Xi Muqiao gently raised his eyebrows Yes, my uncle is wrong. It's dad. "

Xi Muyan took Qiao Mu's hand, looked at the package's strict Qiaomu, and sighed, "I'm sorry, you and my brother have to clean up my own work."Qiao Mu knew that it was not easy for her these years, so she took her shoulder and winked at her, "what a big thing, even if I'm not your sister-in-law, but good sisters, I have to help you, who are we with?"

Xi Muyan has mixed feelings. The more he is like this, the less he knows what to say.

After packing up, Aunt Wang and Xi Muyan take Jingqian's clothes and toys with him. Xi Muqiao holds Jingqian in his arms, and Qiao Mu takes his arm on one side.

As soon as I got out of the hospital hall, it seemed that there was a frying pan outside. Reporters from all walks of life rushed to this side, and the sound of crackling photos was heard in his ears.

Fortunately, there are tall bodyguards on both sides of the block, reporters can only do anxious.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xi. Is this your child?"

Ximu Qiao eyes do not turn, continue to move forward, cool mouth, "I think I performance is very obvious."

The reporters around took a breath. Although they had already guessed it, they were surprised to hear the exact answer from simuccio.

"Mr. Xi, is this the mother of the child?"

Xi Muqiao glanced at the arm of Qiao Mu's arm, and his voice was still cold and thin, "can't you see if you have long eyes?"

"When did you give birth to the baby, miss?"

"How old are you this year?"

“……”

Qiao Mu deliberately bold voice, in addition to age, one by one to answer the reporter.

The more like this, the more dissatisfied the reporter is, gradually some people began to wantonly, but also a little bit of challenge Xi Muqiao's patience.

"Mr. Xi, why do you want to hide the mother and the son in recent years? Is it because they are affectionate and illegitimate children, and will discredit your image as a public figure?"

Xi Muqiao's footstep, handsome brow slightly bad, cold eyes such as ice skate general straight shot at the reporter.