Chapter 8

The chopsticks fall on the ground and make a light sound, which wakes Shao ran.

She quickly bent down to pick up the chopsticks, and blinked her eyes to put back the sour feeling she had just born. When she looked up again, her expression on her face had returned to normal.

"Ann, the uncle just now is a friend of my mother, but The relationship is not very good, he bullied his mother, so later you see him, do not pay attention to him, as a stranger, do not have to say hello

"But is it impolite not to say hello?" Shao an is young, but he is very polite. When someone gives up his seat on the bus, he still remembers to say thank you.

Smell speech Shao ran choked for a while, pursed lips, slowly shook his head, smile some reluctantly: "treat others or be polite, but treat that person does not have to be so."

"Good mother, Ann remembers."

"Eat quickly."

Nodding, Shao'an can finally concentrate on eating.

But Shao ran looked at his dirty chopsticks, but he had no appetite at all.

"An'an even said that Ji Jingbai is familiar with her. Is this the connection between family members?"

After thinking about it, Shao ran still shook his head, and the expression on his face was firm and incomparable. "No matter what, An'an is my child. I have worked hard to give birth to her. I can't let Ji Jingbai take it away."

In the evening, when it was early, the mother and son were not in a hurry. They packed up their things, punched the card, and slowly and leisurely went downstairs.

I didn't expect to see the familiar car at the gate of the company.

How many times have I been in that car, but now it is

With a self mocking smile, Shao ran held back the bitterness in her heart. Shao ran, as if she had not seen it, led Shao'an to the bus stop.

Before she had gone two steps, there was a steady sound of footsteps behind her. Before she could turn her head, a hand reached out and seized her arm, making it difficult for her to move.

Although he didn't look back, Shao ran also knew who the man behind him was. He was stubborn and refused to turn back.

"Why, if you don't look at me, you can think I don't exist?"

Looking at her so stubborn appearance, Ji Jingbai snorted coldly, and said nothing good.

Shaoran's body trembled slightly. He summoned up his courage and bit his lips tightly. He turned around slowly and looked at Ji Jingbai standing in front of him. He opened his mouth. His voice choked: "Mr. Ji, so coincidentally, I met here. What's the matter?"

"Unfortunately, I'm here to wait for you." Ji Jingbai said frankly.

Hearing this, shaoran's face changed, and his tone was still cold and light. He couldn't hear his joy and anger: "yes, that's really my pleasure, but I'm sorry, we still have something to do, so let's go first."

She was about to leave with her feet raised. Unexpectedly, the hand on her arm did not release. She was still holding her dead. Her strength was not great, but it also made her hard to break free.

"Uncle, will you let go of my mother?" Shao'an's tender voice suddenly rang out in one side, "you don't bully my mother. My mother is very timid. If there is anything, you can come from me, OK?"

Hearing his children's words, Ji Jingbai was stunned for a moment, dropped his head, and happened to face up to a young and lovely face, which had a pair of clear and bright eyes, like two glass beads soaked in cold water, dazzling.

Looking at him, Ji Jingbai unconsciously softened his facial expression and said with a smile, "your name is Shaoan, right? I didn't bully your mother. I was discussing things with her, and I'm not your uncle. I'm your father... "

"Ji Jingbai!"

Shao ran suddenly cried out without warning. His voice covered up his last words.

Raise eyes to look at the anxious appearance of her face, Ji Jingbai frowned and asked patiently, "what's the matter?"

Facing him, Shao ran always lacks some courage. Just like now, she just summoned up her courage and called out, and then she lost her momentum again. She mumbled for a long time, and then squeezed out some words like mosquito hum from her teeth: "you don't talk nonsense in front of An'an, his father has already died. You want children. Most people are willing to give birth to you, don't Implicate us. "

Hearing her words, Ji Jingbai picked her eyebrows, his expression became very playful, and his tone was even more meaningful: "my people have already found out when this child was born in which hospital. At that time, you were obviously with me. This is my son. Do you want to deny it?"

"Your son? Oh

With a sneer, Shao ran didn't know where the courage came from. He looked at him with his neck, and his eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost, like an inhuman queen of ice and snow.

"Ji Jingbai, did you forget what I left for? You said this child is yours, is it really yours? You ask your own heart, do you believe it? ""You --"

listen to her suddenly mention the past, Ji Jingbai's eyebrows can't help wrinkling up, the expression becomes very ugly, biting teeth, a look of uncontrollable anger.

Why she left at that time, I naturally know the reason, but

He doesn't care!

Even if Shao ran did something like that, he could still tolerate it. As long as you can stay with him, it's enough.

Taking a deep breath, and then slowly spit out, Ji Jingbai's expression returned to the original indifference, looking at her, as if looking at a vexatious child: "Shao ran, this kind of thing don't nonsense, he is my child, I can see it, this is clearly carved out of my mold, can there be any mistake. I don't want to mention it any more. Let's forget it and start again? No, we're not going to be one of the three. "

If it was at the beginning, when things just happened, he could say such words, Shao ran must have nodded in tears.

But now the situation has changed, and her mood has changed. Facing this problem again, her choice is -

"sorry, Mr. Ji, I can't understand what you said. Since we are over, let's go well. You also have a fiancee, or you should pay attention to your words and deeds, otherwise, it will lead to other people's criticism. As for the appearance of An'an - "

looking down at Shao'an's young face, Shao ran can't help but show a gentle smile, and his tone has softened a lot:" An'an's looks follow me. I don't like anyone else. Please don't be sentimental. "