Chapter 303

Ruan Xiaomian thinks that she must be a stranger to her son.

If they met, how would she introduce herself to him?

"Hello, derrick. I'm your mother."

Do you want to say that?

That's funny.

A mother should introduce her identity to her son.

She didn't even know if her son needed his own mother.

The hatred at the bottom of my heart gradually came out.

It was nanjue who separated them for five years.

……

I don't know how long later, the car stopped at the gate of Royal International Kindergarten.

"Here it is." Jiang Yiche's faint voice came.

“……” Ruan Xiaomian slowly reacts and comes back from his own world. He unties the seat belt, opens the door and gets out of the car.

The heart beat wild.

She was nervous and expectant.

I'm about to see derrick, her son.

Now

Ruan Xiaomian was so nervous that he even felt a thin layer of sweat in his hands.

There are countless luxury cars in order at the gate of the kindergarten.

Plus that grandiose kindergarten name, we can see from here that children from ordinary families can't come in.

Ruan Xiaomian's eyes are fixed on the gate of the kindergarten, looking forward to derrick's appearance.

A heart has been suspended in the throat, as if the next moment to jump out of the same.

Jiang Yiche looked at her, clenched her small hand, looked at her perfect side face, asked faintly, "nervous?"

Ruan Xiaomian hears the speech, his tight muscles and nerves slightly relax a little, his side head meets Jiang Yiche's line of sight, he is silent, nods his head, "a little bit."

She didn't know whether she should go forward to say hello to her son. If she did, she should say something.

She prepared for the day for five years.

But when it comes to this day, the preparation of the past five years is of no use.

She felt helpless and didn't know what to do.

What to do?

Jiang Yiche pinched her hand, "nervous what? He's your son, and he's only five years old. "

Ruan Xiaomian took a deep breath and vomited it out, but there was still no bottom in her heart.

She's afraid she's not doing well enough to make a bad impression on derrick.

Her worry, her nervousness, is really ridiculous.

This is not the emotion a mother should have when facing her son.

But now she is, worried, nervous, afraid, helpless

Because she didn't see her son.

These are all caused by nanjue.

There are already some people going out of the kindergarten. They are all servants and drivers who come to pick up the children. There are also some upper class people who come to pick up the children in person.

Ruan Xiaomian's tense throat is dry and astringent, and she feels that she has some difficulty swallowing.

After a hard time swallowing her mouth, she stood on tiptoe and looked hard into the campus, hoping to see her son, whom she had only seen in photos before.

More and more people go out, blocking Ruan's sight.

She just stares at the children at the front of the door and comes out to confirm that none of them are.

So she didn't dare to blink.

Suddenly, a way out of the gate of the kindergarten.

Those who had just begun to flow out stopped at the moment, and stopped on both sides.

In the middle of the wide road, two big men in black came out first. They were wearing black super and earphones. They were bodyguards at a glance.

This posture makes Ruan Xiaomian feel familiar for a while, knowing that her heartbeat has missed a beat.

At this time, a black limo also stopped at the gate of the kindergarten, completely in her sight.

Ruan Xiaomian is startled. He immediately shakes off Jiang Yiche's hand and runs up. He stops on limo's left side and stands with others.

A little boy in a black suit with a white shirt and clean short hair came out of it.

Ruan Xiaomian only felt that the whole world was dark, and all the light was shining on the little boy.

“Derrick……” She called in silence, but her lips moved.

Because her voice was no longer audible.

She saw her son, a living, flesh and blood son, not a photo, not a name.

It's really her son.

The little boy had already come to the car. A foreign man in the middle opened the door and bowed to the little boy, "young master, please."

The little boy's right foot has stepped on it.

Is he going?Ruan Xiaomian's eyes widened in an instant.

She can't let him go. She hasn't spoken to him yet.

But her throat was so tight that she couldn't say anything.

At this time, the little boy suddenly turned his head, the deep sight fell directly on her body.

Their eyes met in midair.

His small size is a miniature version of nanjue, especially his pupils, which are dark blue, just like the sea at night.

Isn't it that boys are like their mothers?

It doesn't seem absolute either.

For Ruan Xiaomian, his sight is like a body fixing technique. Her whole body is stiff and motionless.

The little boy took back the foot, turned slowly, and walked steadily towards her step by step.

He was only five years old, but he was as powerful as nanjue.

As he gets closer and closer, Ruan Xiaomian's breathing becomes more and more difficult.

He came up.

Does he know himself?

Ruan Xiaomian lowered her head and fixed her eyes on the little boy without blinking.

She forgot to blink.

The little boy went to Ruan Xiaomian and nodded to him.

His every move is the embodiment of nobility and accomplishment.

"Hello, this is Nan Xiu."

“……” Ruan Xiaomian was surprised to see the little boy who was about to reach her waist

Is this his Chinese name?

"Yes." Nanxiu nodded and asked calmly, "will you come to see me?"

Ruan Xiaomian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He knew her.

But why is he so calm?

Calm as a five-year-old.

Dane is also very calm. Ruan Xiaomian thinks that she has been used to this precocious child, or genius, but now it seems that she is not used to it, not at all.

"I Yes, I I came to see you. "

"Get in the car, please." Nanxiu reached out and made a "please" gesture and pointed to the limo.

Smell speech, Ruan small Mian a burst of Zheng Leng, "get in the car?"

Nancy stopped talking and just looked at her.

After half a sound, Ruan Xiaomian responds and gets on the car immediately. Nan Xiu follows her and gets on the car.

The two of them sat side by side.

Ruan Xiaomian just looked at nanxiu quietly and didn't know what to say.

Nancy put his schoolbag aside. The car started slowly. He turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Robert, a glass of orange juice."

Then he looked at Ruan Xiaomian and said, "I'm sorry, I only have orange juice here."

“……” Ruan Xiaomian didn't react. For a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and waved his hand, "it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. I can drink anything."

Robert then handed Ruan Xiaomian a goblet filled with fresh orange juice.

Ruan Xiaomian immediately took over, nodded to Robert, and said to Nan Xiu, "thank you."

"You're welcome." Nanxiu responded faintly, but his face remained expressionless.

Ruan Xiaomian immediately lowered his head, took a sip of orange juice, and took the opportunity to sort out his emotions. Then he looked up at nanxiu and asked in silence, "how do you know me?"

"My father showed me your picture." Nanxiu replied.

"He?" Ruan Xiaomian was very surprised.

Nanjue would even show her son a picture of herself. This move was really unexpected to her.

"What did he say?"

"Father said you were the woman he hated the most." Nanxiu replied quietly. Even if he said this, there was no expression on his young and handsome face.

He was frightfully calm.

Ruan Xiaomian hears the speech and tightly gathers a pair of show eyebrows.

Damn asshole, I told my son that.

She was the woman he hated the most.

What did she do to become the woman he hated the most and wanted to kill her?

Ruan Xiaomian tightly held the cup in his hand, bit his teeth, raised his head and took a big drink, but he still didn't get any better.

Nanjue is not a man. How can he tell his son this?

Asshole!

Son of a bitch!

After taking a deep breath, Ruan xiaomiancai looked at the South Xiu again. His eyes were very gentle and kind.

She suddenly thought of something, one hand with a short cup, the other hand with a bag, from which out of a jewelry box.

"Derrick, today is your birthday. Happy birthday to you. I designed a necklace myself." She said, handing the jewelry box to Nancy.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not on my birthday." Nanxiu said calmly.

"Why?" Ruan Xiaomian's outstretched hand was stiff in the air, and his heart was aching.His son is only five years old. When a child is five years old, isn't he his favorite age to eat cake?

He didn't even have a birthday, and he didn't look sad.

What has nanjue done to her son in the past five years?

"Because today, five years ago, was the day when you left me and my father. My father said that this day is not worth celebrating." Nanxiu replied, his whole body exudes an unusual calm breath.

Hearing nanxiu's words, Ruan Xiaomian's eyes suddenly moistened, and a drop of crystal tears fell down her cheek.

Her eyes are sour, her nose is sour and her heart is sour.

"Derrick, I didn't mean to leave you alone, I..."

Nanxiu handed over his handkerchief, and Ruan Xiaomian stopped.

She looked at the handkerchief handed over by nanxiu. Her tears broke through the dike at this moment. She could not control it any more and cried bitterly.

She knew it was embarrassing to cry in front of her son, but she just couldn't control herself.

How to tell him, she didn't want to abandon him.

She has a reason, but she can't tell him why.

Because she's not nanjue, she doesn't want to tell her children the grudges of the previous generation.

Her son should be happy.

But in the five years when she was away, nanjue deprived her son of all his happiness.

He hated nanjue even more than he had seen him shoot himself.

……

The car stopped half an hour later and Ruan Xiaomian got out of the car.

She dried her tears and watched the limo gradually disappear in her sight. A powerful force was running through her body.

Jiang Yiche's car also stopped, he got out of the car, came to her side, "how is the talk?"

"Is the lawyer's letter ready?" Ruan Xiaomian did not answer rhetorical questions.

"All right." Jiang Yiche nodded.

Ruan Xiaomian's eyes also surged a strong force, "OK, I'm going to take derrick back now. I don't want him to stay around the devil for another minute. Let Mike go to nanjue."

"Well." Jiang Yiche answered, took out his mobile phone and called Ruan Xiaomian's representative lawyer, Mike.

Mike received the call and immediately came to the villa of nanjue on aribe beach, one of the city's most affluent areas.

"Mr. nanjue, I represent Miss genie."