Chapter 426 The Woman Overlord Who Gets Into The Car Holds The Bow

The laughter of the old man was relaxed and happy. It was already this time at night, but he was no worse than the young man in spirit. Holding Mianmian was explaining the meaning of grandma, and he was pulling Mianmian to the stool in the main hall. Sit down: "Grandma Tai usually has no children here, so there is no candy, but there are fruits. Do you eat bananas? Grandma will peel one for you to eat?"

  Shi Su didn't bother to speak, because watching the old lady Jing was so happy, there was nothing but lingering in his eyes at the moment, and she couldn't laugh from ear to ear.

  Mianmian obediently and politely said: "Thank you, grandma, although I really want to eat, but Mommy said that it is impossible to eat too much at night, can I save it until tomorrow morning?"

"Oh, look at me, I'm so happy that I forgot the time. It is true that my stomach will feel uncomfortable when I eat at this late. Then tomorrow morning, my grandma will peel it for you." The old lady Jing smiled and sat on the stool, holding her tightly. She sat on her lap and said with a grin: "Such a good boy, how can that old, immortal old man bear not picking up Jing's house? I have been delayed outside for so many years? What a stupid old thing!"

As    said, she touched her little face with affection, love and distress, smiles and tears in her eyes.

   I probably heard who the old lady Jing was scolding, and Shi Su's heart was even closer to a tsunami.

  What did Jing Jihan tell Mrs. Jing? How could Mrs. Jing seem to know everything? From the first sight to now, she was not surprised by Mian Mian's appearance at all?

Jing Jihan was standing next to her, Shi Su leaned closer to his side, and leaned behind his stiff shoulders and asked in a low voice, "What method did you use to brainwash Grandma Jing? Even if you really plan to have it. Recognizing Mianmian as a daughter is not like this..."

  What if the old man knew that Mianmian was not his biological person, how sad?

How could a person like Jing Jihan, who has never been confused, suddenly be so confused? This old man is obviously regarded as his own daughter!

The man curled his lips invisible, and held her hand in his palm tighter, bowed his head to look at her nervous and guilty face, but couldn't bear to let Mian Mian leave this kind of warm entangled and complex emotions. In a voice as soft as hers, he said meaningfully: "How did you do it so that I always think you are smart?"

  Shisu: "?"

  Jing Jihan is unabashedly launching taunting skills at her?

   "Aren't you sleepy? Do you want to be too grandma to coax you to sleep?" The old lady Jing asked Mianmian with a smile, "I don't know if you recognize the bed. Will you be afraid of life when you wake up at night?"

   shook his head continuously: "Not sleepy."

  Speaking, Mianmian blinked her eyes again and said: "Too grandma, is Mianmian so fat? Mommy said that Mianmian is a little fat man. Will she tender her legs?"

"Where is the fat? Isn't it just right? Your mother is teasing you!" The old lady smiled and looked at Shisu again: "If Mianmian would not cry for her mother when she woke up because she confessed her birth, she would be there tonight. Let her live with me, you and Jihan rest early and leave the baby to me."

  Shi Su immediately said: “Mian Mian doesn’t admit birth, but she will get up at night to go to the bathroom. If she wakes up at night, it may disturb you and affect your rest.”

"Oh, the child is already six years old. At most, I wake up to help her turn on the light, and he won't cry like a baby. Besides, even if it is a baby who can cry at night, I am too grandmother. Shouldn’t you also take care of it? You have been taking care of your children for so many years, and it’s been hard enough. Sometimes you should let go and give yourself some free time."

  The old lady Jing called the servant to come over, let the servant lead the way and send them to the cleaned guest room to rest early.

Seeing that Mianmian did not feel sleepy, Mrs. Jing was reluctant to go to bed early and wanted to sit with Mianmian for a while. Shi Su also wanted to confess that Mianmian must be obedient and not naughty. Before she could say anything, she was rejected by Jing Ji. Han Congshan took it upstairs and entered the bedroom.

The old lady Jing is supposed to live alone in the environment where she lives alone. The manor is elegant and clean but not very big. There is only such a small white building. There are not many master bedrooms and guest rooms upstairs, and it seems that she has just returned to China to buy it. Many of the rooms are still vacant. I don’t know if I want to stay here for a long time or temporarily.

After Shi Su entered the bedroom, he quickly moved his gaze away from the man's jaw line next to him, and quickly glanced at the room. In any case, it is enough to have a bathroom and a bed.

But there is only one bed in the bedroom, and it is impossible for Mrs. Jing to ask someone to prepare two rooms for them to live in. Moreover, Mrs. Jing obviously regards Shisu and Jing Jihan as the kind of old couples who have been married for a long time. , I have never considered more.

The door of the room was closed by the servant. Shisu quickly turned around and hurriedly went to the window to open the window. The cold wind from outside blew in, calming the mood of confusion and instability a little bit, but only a little bit. And self.

  In front of the old lady Jing, Shi Su had been holding her mind, her thoughts were unclear, and she barely calmed down at this moment, but found that some doubts were entangled, and she was messed up.

  Especially when she heard the sound of the man taking off his jacket, she remembered the pair of cufflinks on his trench coat, even though her heart was even hotter and hotter.

  Jing Jihan, this man... Could it be that she once thought she knew very well, but actually did not fully understand it?

There is also the statement about Mianmian resembling him. Shi Su’s mind repeatedly reflected the memory of the night she didn’t want to think about again for seven years. Everything that happened that night was the darkest in her life. Nightmare, I just want to no longer think of it in this life, I can't wait for selective amnesia, and I don't want to mention any detail.

  But now I can’t help thinking about it.

  There is a mess of things in my mind that seems to be trying to sort out those complicated lines, as if there is a clear thread that drives everything.

The cold wind came in from outside the window, especially it was so late, it was a bit cold, Shi Su stood freely in front of the window, without paying attention to the room for a while, until warmth came from behind, she suddenly recovered. When she was about to step back from the window, she suddenly saw the arm stretched out by the man behind her, and closed the window in front of her halfway. When she rolled her eyes, the other half of the window was also closed. At the same time, the man's arm was so relaxed. The marble window sill that stood in front of her, behind her, did not intentionally hug her, but pushed her between his body and the window sill.

  The cold wind just now and the warmth behind the moment have become a contrast that people cannot ignore. Originally, Jing Jihan's sense of existence has always been so strong. As long as he gets close, it is impossible to be ignored.

  Jing Jihan touched her hand that was also placed on the window sill, and it was already cold by the wind near minus a few degrees outside the window.

  He held her hand to help her warm up.

  Shi Su was trapped in his arms, and the doubt in his throat was finally uttered by her: "Why does Grandma Jing say Mianmian looks like you?"

  The man behind him let out an inaudible smile in his nasal cavity, so he pushed her forward completely in front of the window, without concealing the meaningful smile in his eyes: "It's very similar."

  Shi Su was squeezed into an explosion of thought by the incredible emotion that jumped out of his heart that he didn’t dare to delusion: "?? Where is it like? Why is it like? How can it be like?!"

Jing Jihan hugged the people in his arms, and finally did not tease her anymore. He said in a warm voice, "Yes, how is it possible? About seven years ago, I stayed up all night and worked overtime and caused gastritis, but I was busy with the emergency entertainment of the multinational partner and drinking The overdose caused a high fever. The driver stopped halfway and ran to a few pharmacies and did not find a suitable medicine for me, but was forced to bow by a woman who got into the car in a panic..."

  Shi Su’s eardrums shook greatly, and he turned his face to him in his arms unexpectedly, eyes full of consternation.

  The man’s voice was slowly suppressed: "Seven years ago, No. 51, Binhai Road, black Bentley."

  (End of this chapter)