These clothes look so beautiful. No wonder rich people like to wear expensive clothes so much. The handle of these clothes is very good, even the styles are so beautiful.

Chu Jiaxuan followed her to the clothing section. She was in a gloomy mood. Looking at the smile on Xixi's face, she gradually got better.

She and Xixi continued to walk in the mall, and her eyes were suddenly attracted by the three people in front of her.

Her heart beat hard, looking at the happy family of three, she suddenly red eyes.

A man has a beautiful face, a woman has a pure and refined face, and he is holding a little boy in his arms, the little boy's face is bright, and occasionally also chuckle out.

It was her child. It was her spin. The spin grew higher and higher. His face was more and more like that of Pei nanjue.

She stood not far away, looking at the harmonious appearance of the family, looking at the man's face affectionately looking at the woman beside him, and the woman was teasing the child in her arms.

That scene deeply stabbed her eyes, even her heart also pricked up.

Why? The child used to be her husband. Why is everything replaced by that fake?

She was not reconciled, really not reconciled, but now what can she do? She can't speak and her hands can't move. Who knows him?

She was too painful to breathe, and her body was shaking unconsciously.

Xixi was very happy when she turned to see Chu Jiaxuan's face in pain. She said nervously, "Anning, what's the matter with you? Isn't it uncomfortable to look so ugly? "

Chu Jiaxuan regained consciousness and gave Sisi a smile that was worse than crying. She winked at her, indicating that she was OK.

Cecilia saw her eyes and understood that she said she was OK. She was relieved: "it scared me to death. I thought you were not feeling well. Let's go there and have a look."

After that, Sisera takes Chu Jiaxuan to the other side. Chu Jiaxuan turns her head greedily at the little guy and the delicate smile on his face. Her heart is empty.

Spin, can you recognize me? Can you? Soon her eyes were covered with tears, and she was so painful that she could not stand still.

"How about this dress, nanjue?" White collar hand holding a beige long skirt, take on the body comparison, smile a face brilliant.

"You look good in anything." Pei nanjue stood beside him, looking at her fondly with a gentle smile.

Bai Ling listened, lowered his eyes, and laughed. Yu Guang suddenly didn't see the voice of the little guy. He opened his mouth in a hurry: "whirling? Where has he gone? "

Pei nanjue's eyes immediately searched. Soon she saw the figure of the little guy and was running in a direction.

"He's in front." Pei nanjue looked along the direction of the little guy's running and found Chu Jiaxuan standing there sad. His heart was shocked and he began to ache.

Bai Ling listened, took her hand and ran to the direction of the little guy.

Chu Jiaxuan stands beside the wardrobe and leans against it powerlessly. Her strength seems to have been drained, and she is very uncomfortable.

She covered her face with her hand and buried the pain in her face under her hands.

"Mom..." All of a sudden, her clothes were pulled, and the children's clear voice sounded.

Chu Jiaxuan hears the sound. Her body is stiff. Her hands are slowly released. She looks at the little guy who suddenly appears in front of her. Her eyes are excited.