Chu Jiaxuan looks at the man with more and more clear facial features. The man's face makes his eyes spread with deep disgust. This man is really annoying. The haze from all over his body makes her feel dangerous and afraid, and even more makes her shiver.

Chu Jiaxuan stood in front of him and looked at him coldly. Her face was expressionless, and her body was full of elegance and nobility.

Gong junchi's face is hung with a smile that seems to be absent. His eyes are bloodthirsty. Looking at the delicate face of a woman, his heart aches and hates.

This woman still has the face of an angel, but because of her, he has become the devil that everyone shouts and beats.

"Chu Jiaxuan, I didn't expect that you would dare to come alone. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" A cold voice came from his mouth and his eyes were full of shade.

"Of course I'm afraid, but if I don't come alone, don't you hurt my child? Gong junchi, where is it now Chu Jiaxuan doesn't want to talk nonsense with him. At the moment, she just wants to see her child. She wants to make sure that he is really safe and safe.

Gong junchi raises his eyebrows and nods to the man on his side. He turns around and walks back. When he comes back, he holds the child in his hand. From afar, Chu Jiaxuan hears the cry of the child.

"Whoa, whoa..." As soon as the little guy saw Chu Jiaxuan, he cried more aggrieved, and his voice became hoarse.

Seeing that the little guy was safe and sound, she was relieved. Her flexible eyes searched the little guy and found that she was not hurt, but a pair of baby fat hands had a little red mark.

"Spin..." Chu Jiaxuan's eyes are hot. She goes to the little guy and wants to hold him.

The little guy stretched out his hands and wanted Chu Jiaxuan to hold him. But the man in black held the little guy and stepped back, widening the distance between her and the little guy.

Chu Jiaxuan was shocked. She said angrily, "Gong junchi, give me back the child!"

Gong junchi raised his eyes, thin lips a hook: "give her the child."

Hearing this, the man in black directly handed the little guy to Chu Jiaxuan. She reached for it and hugged him tightly in her arms.

"Ma Ma Mom... " The little guy sobbed and cried, his face covered with crystal clear tears, his eyes were red with tears, and Chu Jiaxuan's heart became sour.

Listening to the baby's tender cry, Chu Jiaxuan blushed and gave him a kiss on his face: "it's OK. Spin. Mom is here. Mom is here."

The little fellow listened and rubbed his face against her chest, as if relieved, and the cry became smaller.

Gong junchi sat aside, leisurely watching their mother and son reunite, with a layer of ice in the deep of his eyes.

After confirming that the little guy is OK, Chu Jiaxuan looks at Gong junchi and asks coldly, "Gong junchi, go ahead, what do you want?"

Gong junchi listened, picked his eyebrows, and hung a grim smile on his face: "since the child has seen it, then we can start the next step."

Listening to his bleak voice, Chu Jiaxuan shivered all over. Subconsciously, she hugged the little guy in her arms. She said in a cold voice, "Gong junchi, why do you have to struggle in this situation? You can't have a chance to turn over again. Don't be stubborn. "

"I'm stubborn? Ha ha... " Gong junchi looked up and laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

Listening to his seeping laughter, Chu Jiaxuan's red lips pursed, and her eyes were cold: "if you let us go now, we can let go of the past, and I can also let you live. I advise you not to seek death."