Acheng ran into the ward ecstatically and reported to Jiang Xiaomi: "Young mistress, I don't have to go to the base anymore, I don't have to go."

But after opening the door, Acheng couldn't laugh anymore.

Jiang Xiaomi was half lying on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the injured hand.

Acheng stepped forward with guilt and was about to open his mouth, but unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaomi spoke first: "...why."

Hearing her despairing question, Acheng felt even more sad.

Dr. Zhao has already informed the young master about the condition of the young grandmother, but the young master did not call Jiang Xiaomi once except for a conversation with Dr. Zhao.

On the surface, she has won, and she can beat her lover in this way. What is there to be happy about?

"Why..." She asked again, her tone even more lost than before.

"Young Mistress, I think maybe..."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaomi raised his injured arm, unable to hide his collapse: "Why should I put my right hand in?"

Acheng: "..."

...

The injured Jiang Xiaomi stayed in the hospital for three days and could no longer live. It was New Year's Day and the child was on holiday, so she couldn't keep her face away.

Before that, Jiang Xiaomi asked Acheng to go back and clean up the house first, but Acheng cleaned up very cleanly, but he threw all the things that Park Shixun touched or might have touched, not even the toilet in the bathroom. Pass.

And those that can't be replaced, the city will wipe it off.

When Jiang Xiaomi came back, people could be seen on the floor.

In the past few days, the child and the housekeeper Yu were at Luo Yanrong's side. Jiang Xiaomi couldn't pick up people like this, so she called and told the housekeeper Yu to ask her to bring the child back at night.

Butler Yu wondered: "Young master called just now and said that there was a problem with the heating at home, and asked us to stay here for the time being."

Jiang Xiaomi responded very quickly: "Oh, oh, I just came back and I didn't check. That's ok, you can live there first."

Butler Yu didn't know what was going on, so he lowered his voice and said, "Young mistress, I just heard the old lady calling the young master, saying that you will be back on New Year's Day, and you should quickly find someone to clean up the house."

Butler Yu's suggestion, Jiang Xiaomi understood, was telling her to send Park Shixun away, but how did she know that what they were hiding had long been discovered by Lou Tianqin.

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaomi sat on the sofa with her arms dangling in thought. The smell of the cold war was becoming more and more obvious, and she clearly realized that this time Lou Tianqin seemed to be playing with her for real.

"Aren't you coming back, young master?" Acheng asked cautiously.

Jiang Xiaomi: "Who knows."

Jiang Xiaomi is not one to sit still. She went to the hospital early the next morning to change her medicine, and asked Acheng to drive her to the Lou's old house.

But when I got there, I learned that last night, Lou Tianqin asked Du Lie to come back alone, and brought Luo Yanrong, Lou Jiefeng and their four children to Nanya.

The security guard in charge of guarding the old house was puzzled; "Hey? Didn't the young master say you were on a business trip? Oh, young lady, what's the matter with your hand?"

Knowing that Lou Tianqin was talking nonsense, Jiang Xiaomi not only couldn't break it down, but he had to find a way to tell him the truth and turn this lie back.

"I was on a business trip outside, but no, my hand was slightly injured and I came back early..."

The security guard seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "Do you want to surprise the young master?"

Jiang Xiaomi had to bite the bullet and nodded: "Yes, yes."

Leaving from the old house, although Jiang Xiaomi was dull, she knew that all this was her own fault, and there was nothing to complain about.

Li Xiaojia said indignantly: "What is this? Is there anything I can't say, it has to be like this?"

"Stop talking, drive your car."

"I'm angry."

"I'm not angry, why are you angry?" Jiang Xiaomi said disapprovingly.

"That's because you have a good temper, it's me..."

Acheng interrupted Li Xiaojia: "Young mistress, otherwise, we will also go to South Asia."

Jiang Xiaomi sighed: "Forget it, it was embarrassing in the past, so it's better to stay in East Asia obediently."

It was three days off on New Year's Day, and Cha Cha couldn't sit still. He called everywhere to make dinner appointments. Jiang Xiaomi injured his right hand. Considering that he was inconvenient to move and not in the mood, he refused her and let her play with Lao Wei.

Cha Cha held the phone between his shoulders and snorted coldly, "He just doesn't have time to play with me now."

Jiang Xiaomi asked, "What happened to him?"

Cha Cha: "His good brother is going to move to Northern Europe, so I can't bear it."

Jiang Xiaomi was stunned: "Huh?"

Cha Cha: "The two of them drank until midnight last night and left early in the morning by plane."

Jiang Xiaomi's eyes were empty.

There was no heart-wrenching reluctance, nor a grand ceremony, but on such an ordinary morning, someone just left so quietly.

...

At this moment, the plane carrying Park Shixun and his son had already flown a certain distance.

Park Jun was lying on the edge of the window, reluctantly looking at his hometown farther and farther away from him, and found that he could no longer see it, so he slowly adjusted his sitting position.

Park Shixun's face was calm, and a piece of gauze was exposed from the sleeve of the silver business suit.

Before leaving, he removed the locator on his arm. At that time, Park Jun was standing beside him, looking startling.

The father and son looked at each other for a long time, and Park Jun said, "Dad, we didn't say goodbye to them, we just left."

Park Shixun knew who he was talking about, and the man smiled lightly: "I said goodbye to her."

That night, he closed the door gently and said goodbye in the most dignified way.

Park Jun lowered his head: "Are we not coming back in the future?"

Park Shixun: "Can't bear it?"

Park Jun just got a foothold in the new school, and Park Shixun wanted him to finish junior high school and then go to Northern Europe.

But Park Jun said firmly, where you are, I will be there.

Park Shixun went through the transfer procedures for him, and then contacted the Nordic school. After New Year's Day, Park Jun will enter a strange environment as a transfer student.

"A little bit." Park Jun pursed his lips: "But don't worry, Dad, we will come back one day."

He believes that this day will not be too late.

Park Shixun didn't speak, turned his head to look at the stratus clouds floating outside the window, and quietly admired it.

...

During the New Year's Day holiday, Jiang Xiaomi was almost at home except to go to the hospital to change her dressings.

Luo Yanrong called her and asked her when she would come to South Asia. Jiang Xiaomi didn't want to demolish Lou Tianqin's desk, so she said that there was something wrong with the company and she couldn't leave for the time being.

At that time, she happened to hear Lou Tianqin calling for her daughter to eat fruit. The voice that she used to think was sparse and ordinary, now turned into a luxury.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaomi looked like a decadent person.

Seeing her like this, Li Xiaojia couldn't bear it in his heart: "Young mistress, don't do this. If you can't do it, I'll send you there and say go see the child."