On the way back to Jinxiu District, Yan Xiruo listened to Xia Wanqing and talked about some interesting things happened recently in Anda.

When waiting for the traffic lights, Yan Xiruo unconsciously looked out of the car window and found that the LED screen in the opposite square was broadcasting the news that yejue Mo and Lucia were about to marry. One is tall and straight, calm and cold, the other is beautiful and noble, natural and natural. Both of them have a strong momentum that can not be ignored.

Yan Xiruo's mind suddenly thought of that text message and ugly photos. Now after calming down, she felt that it was not the hand of yejue mo. With his personality, there is no need to do so low things, in his identity, to dump her is also a matter of minutes, so why make such a fuss.

Thinking of Lucia's presence in both events, Yan Xiruo roughly understood whose masterpiece it was.

The corner of the mouth gradually aroused a sneer.

What does it matter, even what Lucia did? What's important is that the photo is not PS, and their marriage is not a joke. That night, he admitted to her personally.

She didn't want to be Xiao San, and she didn't want to be his underground sunny person, so she didn't regret saying those cruel words to him.

When the car restarts, Yan Xiruo looks back from the display screen of the building.

Xia Wanqing has been watching Yan Xiruo's mood change. She finds that she frowns for a while, and then shows a sarcastic smile. She holds her small hand with some worry. "Xiruo, you must tell me what you have in mind. Although I can't help anything, I'm willing to be your garbage can. You can pour all your bad emotions to me."

Yan Xi if return to hold the hand of summer Wanqing, the corner of the mouth picks up a smile from the heart, "really nothing, I am in this state very well now." Although, some chest pain, some empty, but she will try to let themselves out.

……

The car drove downstairs to the Jinxiu community. Jans, carrying Xia Wanqing's luggage, walked behind the two girls.

Out of the elevator, nearly to the apartment, see a small boy with a schoolbag, squatting at the door, Yan Xiruo and Xia Wanqing are stunned.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chuanchuan, who buried her head in her arm, raised her small face. Xia Wanqing could see Sichuan's appearance clearly, and she gave a "wow" exclamation.

The little boy in front of me is so cute and beautiful. White. White Zhengtai face, a pair of grape like black eyes crystal round, nose is high and straight, cherry blossom like lips. Petals are like the characters depicted in the cartoon.

He was dressed in the uniform of an aristocratic school and cut into a fitting cloth, which made him look much higher than boys of the same age. When he stood up from the door, he showed an extraordinary elegance.

Xia Wanqing knows at a glance that this boy is not an ordinary person.

After Yan Xiruo reacted, she stepped forward, "Sichuan, how did you come here?"

Chuanchuan looked at Yan Xiruo with a complicated look. He lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoes. He didn't answer Yan Xiruo's words.

Jans stepped forward and said, "Shiro, open the door first! Go in and talk about it! "

Yan Xi if busy not repeatedly nod, "good."

Entering the apartment, Yan Xiruo took down the schoolbag on his shoulder for Chuanchuan. Her eyes were soft and looked at the sullen Sichuan, and asked softly, "Why are you not happy? Did you come and talk to the family? "

Kawakawa hugged Yan Xiruo's waist. His eyes were slightly red and asked, "can't you really marry my father?"

Yan Xiruo's body was stiff. She didn't expect Sichuan to ask. After a few seconds of silence, she shook her head, "Auntie and your father can only be friends."

"But I don't like Lucia at all. I don't want her to be my stepmother."

Yan Xiruo looks at Chuanchuan with pity in his eyes. In this matter, she can do nothing. Even if it is not Lucia, she will be another woman who can match his identity in the future.

Chuanchuan raised his head from Yan Xiruo's arms, sniffed his nose, and said with a trace of crying in his voice, "in fact, I understand the truth. My father and I are in the royal family, so we can't make our own decisions on marriage. You and Dad love each other, but you can't be together. It's more painful than me, isn't it? "

Yan Xiruo's eyes appear crystal clear water mist, she did not nod, also did not shake his head.

Xia Wanqing stood on one side, looking at the sensible and clever Sichuan, a burst of pain in the heart.

I didn't expect Ye Jue Mo to educate her son so well. After watching Sichuan, she felt that her mother's love was overflowing.

……

Night Jue Mo in the airport received Mu Yuchen and his party, sent them to the Royal Hospital, he received a call from the housekeeper.

"Your Highness, the young master is gone. The driver who picked him up to school didn't receive him. The bodyguard who protected him said that the young master wanted to go to the bathroom. After a few minutes, he didn't come out. When he went in to look for him, he disappeared

Night Jue Mo's face suddenly changed, the big hand holding the mobile phone used force, the voice was cold and cold, he said, "five or six bodyguards can't protect a child?"

Housekeeper, "..."

"Send someone to look for it," he said, pausing slightly, as if thinking of something. He frowned. "Did you call him?""Yes, turn it off."

"I'll take care of it." Night Jue Mo hang up the phone, slender fingertip to find one of the number in the address book, he tightly pursed his thin lips, a few seconds later, dial the past.

Jans and Xia Wanqing are cooking dinner in the kitchen. Yan Xiruo is chatting with Chuanchuan on the sofa. The mobile phone rings suddenly. She takes it to have a look. It is yejue Mo's private number.

By pressing the answer button, her heart is contracting uncontrollably.

After connecting, the two people did not speak. His breath was transmitted through the receiver. Yan Xiruo tried to ignore it, but a faint sadness and pain spread over her chest. She took the lead in breaking the silence, "Sichuan is here with me."

"Put him on the phone." His voice was low and cold.

If Yan Xiruo could hear the displeasure in his voice, she would be angry if it was her words. After all, her own child disappeared without saying a word. Everyone would be worried and nervous. She asked Chuanchuan to call him, but Chuanchuan gambled not to. She didn't want to contact him and didn't answer him.

Yan Xiruo handed the mobile phone to Chuanchuan and said with his mouth, "talk to your father well."

Chuanchuan took his mobile phone and walked on the Chaoyang stage.

A few minutes later, Chuanchuan returned to the living room with red eyes. He returned his mobile phone to Yan Xiruo. He hung his head and said with displeasure, "Dad said to pick me up. He won't let me eat here. Twenty minutes later, he went downstairs."

Yan Xiruo heard Chuanchuan's words, breathing tight, and then she touched Chuanchuan's small head, "after listening to your father's words, don't run around, or he will be worried."

Twenty minutes later.

Yan Xi if not at ease Chuanchuan a person downstairs, she sent him downstairs.

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