Reading Bao lingering, shook his head, "I want to find Dad!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Fei stopped saying anything, holding him back.

Jiang Jingzhi was in the office, and Huang Fei took Nianbao back.

As soon as Nianbao saw him, he stretched out his hand to hug him, "Dad!"

Jiang Jingzhi immediately put down the job at hand, walked over, and carried the child over, "What's the matter?"

He is the child's father, no change on the child's face can escape his eyes, and he can see that he is unhappy at a glance.

Huang Fei said to the side, "We have dinner with my aunt and the others. My aunt may have said something to make Nianbao unhappy."

There is no need for Huang Fei to understand, Jiang Jingzhi also knows what Wang Lin said.

He pursed his lips, and said to Huang Fei, "Thank you for helping me take care of him. Now it's all right with you. Go out first!"

Huang Fei raised her eyebrows, did not say anything, smiled and nodded and went out.

Here, only their father and son are left.

Nianbao buried his little head in Jiang Jingzhi’s arms. Jiang Jingzhi hugged him and walked over to the sofa and sat down. He adjusted his posture to make the child sit comfortably. Then he said, "What did grandma say? Is it something that makes you unhappy? Don't blame grandma, grandma will talk nonsense when she gets older."

"Dad," Nian Bao raised his head from his arms and looked at him with tears, very pitiful, "Dad, I miss my mother."

These words made Jiang Jingzhi's heart tingle, and the child's particularly fragile expression was even more like sprinkling salt on his wound.

He sighed slightly and held the child tighter, "I know."

"I want my mother to come back, I don't want Sister Xiaofei to be my mother, I just want my mother!" Nianbao said while crying, very sad, "Does my mother really want us? Is it because I'm not good, mother She doesn't want me anymore? Last time I saw my mother, my mother called me, but I didn't call my mother. Isn't it true that my mother is angry with me and doesn't want me?"

Listening to the child, Jiang Jingzhi felt even more painful.

He gently stroked his son's face, wiped away his tears, and said softly, "No, she loves you very much, she didn't want you, she just doesn't want my father, it has nothing to do with you! Nianbao, I'm sorry, it's bad father , It was Dad who was sorry for you, it was Dad who let your mother leave you, sorry!"

Nianbao is just a child, and he doesn’t even know the relationship between adults. "Dad, why doesn’t mom want you? Dad is so good, why doesn’t mom like it? I like Dad, and I also like Mom. I want to be like before. Same, we are all together!"

At the end, he was already choked.

The more he talked, the more sad Jiang Jingzhi heard.

He didn't know how to answer the child's question, opened his mouth, and finally remained silent, just holding the child tightly and comforting each other.

"Dad, can't we go get our mother back? Just like before, we won't go anywhere at home!" Nian Bao had expectation in his eyes.

But Jiang Jingzhi could only disappoint him and shook his head, "She doesn't want to come back, and no one can force her. Even my father wants her to come back very much, and can't force her! What we want is that she will come back voluntarily, not Force her!"

Nianbao still didn't understand when he listened, but he also saw the sadness in his father's eyes. He knew that his father was the same as him, and he was very sad in his heart.

He didn't say anything, lying obediently in Jiang Jingzhi's arms, because he knew that what he said would make his father sad.

Jiang Jingzhi sighed deeply and hugged his son tightly to give him a sense of security.

"Dad, I want to see my mother." Nianbao's voice came from his arms.

Jiang Jingzhi lowered his head and looked at him.

He didn't raise his head either, he was still bored in his arms, "Dad, shall we go to see Mom, okay?"

Jiang Jingzhi has always fulfilled all his wishes and never wanted to disappoint him. He lifted his son's small face and stroked it lightly, "Do you really want to see her?"

Nianbao nodded.

Jiang Jingzhi said, "Then I will take you."

Mu Xincheng has worked in a small noodle restaurant for many days and is used to busy work every day. The proprietress and the boss treat her very well. Every night, Zhang Yan will drive her back.

They are really kind to themselves, and Mu Xincheng sometimes feels embarrassed, especially Zhang Yan, and trouble him to drive her back every day.

Every time Zhang Yan heard her say thank you, he would smile and say, "Is it a friend? Don't always say thank you if you are a friend! Anyway, I'm fine. It doesn't take much effort to send you."

"I'm worried about preventing you from dating your girlfriend!" Mu Xincheng said.

Zhang Yan has a girlfriend who has been dating since she was a student, and Mu Xincheng has also met him. She is very cute.

Mu Xincheng doesn't want to hinder other couples from going on dates. After all, Zhang Yan is usually very busy at work, turning upside down day and night, sleeping at home during the day, and only a little time at night to spend time with his girlfriend.

Zhang Yan shrugged, "It's okay, Xiaojuan doesn't mind, besides, we are busy and don't have much time to date."

Zhang Yan also sent her back today, and the two chatted on the way.

Mu Xincheng talked to him about his girlfriend Xia Juan, "You and Xiaojuan have been together for so long, why don't you get married?"

She heard from the boss’s wife that the two of them are high school classmates, and now they have graduated for four or five years, so why don’t they get married?

Shouldn't the relationship of more than ten years be married long ago?

But she was just gossiping, after all, she hadn't seen such a couple who had been in love for more than ten years.

Zhang Yan shrugged, "We've been together for a long time, and it's almost the same whether we get married or not. It's pretty good now anyway!"

"Does Xiaojuan think the same way?" Mu Xincheng raised an eyebrow, "Don't be your men who think they are."

She doesn't believe that a woman would not want to get married after having been with a man for so long. Sometimes a woman didn't say that she wanted to get married, but was waiting for the man to speak, but the man didn't say it, but thought that the woman didn't want to get married either.

Mu Xincheng sighed deeply, she felt that she was thinking too much, after all, this was someone else's business.

Zhang Yan just smiled at what she said, "Really? Next time you ask Xiaojuan if you don't know, I think there is still a tacit understanding between me and her!"

Mu Xincheng also shrugged, hoping that what he said was true.

During the chat, the car had reached Mu Xincheng's downstairs. After saying goodbye to him, she got out of the car and stood on the spot waving.

In the dark, Jiang Jingzhi took Nianbao in the car and looked at Mu Xincheng, who had bid farewell to Zhang Yan.

Nianbao next to him called his mother when he saw Mu Xincheng, and his eyes were red.

Jiang Jingzhi didn't act, and just sat here quietly, his gaze fell on Mu Xincheng, and he never left.

Just like before, Mu Xincheng didn't find the car in the dark, let alone who was sitting on it.

When Nianbao saw Mu Xincheng showing up, he couldn't help but yelled his mother, with a pitiful face, and wanted to go out to find her to hug.

But even if he was young, he knew it was impossible.

He doesn't understand adult matters, but he understands that they can't be together if they are separated.

Jiang Jingzhi watched silently, without doing any work, until Mu Xincheng's figure disappeared before his eyes.

"Dad, I miss my mother so much!" Nianbao couldn't see Mu Xincheng anymore, and the tears immediately fell, crying, crying very sadly.

Jiang Jingzhi seemed to be regaining his senses at this time. He hugged him into his arms, rubbed his little head tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Nianbao, I'm sorry, Dad."

"Dad, can't you make peace with your mother?" Although he knew that it was impossible, he still had hopes and hoped to appear on this day.

Jiang Jingzhi didn't say anything, the big palm continued to stroke his little head.

Nianbao was disappointed. He stretched out his hand and wiped his tears, crying even more sadly, as if to cry out for all his grievances.

Jiang Jingzhi stayed with him silently without coaxing him, letting him cry, but also letting him vent, after all, crying is better than not crying!

From getting off the car to returning home, Mu Xincheng always felt uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't know what it was like or why it was so uncomfortable.

She was flustered, fidgeting, and always felt as if she had missed something.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself, is it because she hasn't had a good rest recently?

She sat on the sofa, sighed, and rubbed her temples.

I am very busy every day. In fact, the body is really tired, but she has been working hard to make money and has no time to think about whether she is tired or not!

The proprietress and her family are very kind to her, and she is lucky enough to meet such a good family, but she has not told them about her pregnancy.

She was also guilty in her heart. She was so kind to her, but she was hiding such important things from them, but she was worried. After all, it was hard to find a job. If she was known, would the job be gone? ?

She sighed again, coming back every night, this empty house really made her feel very empty.

She wanted what, but she didn't get anything.

After sitting on the sofa in silence for a while, she looked back, rubbed her face, and then got up to take a shower, ready to go to bed.

It's late at night, so you shouldn't think too much about it. If you want to cultivate your energy, tomorrow is a new day!

From that day back, Jiang Jingzhi didn't go back to work at the company for several days, because Nian Bao was ill.

The child said that he was ill, and Jiang Jingzhi was completely caught off guard.

After coming back that day, he started to have a fever. Although he found it early and called a doctor for him immediately, it still got a fever, and it was quite serious.

Looking at his son's uncomfortable face and listening to him coughing, Jiang Jingzhi felt uncomfortable in his heart, wishing that the person who was sick was himself!

Nianbao rarely gets sick because he takes good care of him, but if he gets sick, every time he gets sick.

The child was so confused that he kept mumbling to his mother.

Jiang Jingzhi actually understood that the child became so ill because he missed his mother.

Thinking of this, his face became gloomy again.

In any case, the last thing he wants to see is the child being hurt.

But now, the child is so sick.

He stayed by his side every day and took care of him. Nothing was more important than him. After a few days, he himself became haggard.

Fortunately, the child gradually got better, and Jiang Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Every day, Yi Qianxin had to come to their house to find him with documents and deal with him, but he became an errand runner again inexplicably.

Huang Fei also heard that Nianbao was ill, and took the initiative to come to visit.

He appeared at their door right now.

When the bodyguard came in to report, Jiang Jingzhi was feeding Nianbao porridge.

Nianbao was originally sick, but when he heard Huang Fei's name, he immediately got a little bit more energetic, "Sister! Did your sister come to see me?"

Jiang Jingzhi glanced at him, and then said to the bodyguard, "You let her in!"

If it were not for his son's expression of wanting to see her, Jiang Jingzhi would not let her in.

Huang Fei brought in some fruits and snacks. Just after meeting, she immediately asked Nian Baoxihan.

She also really cared, looking at Nianbao's face, it was really bad.

After all, the child is still a small child, or a loved one. Who wants to see him like this?

Nianbao has also been at home for several days. Because of illness, he has not been very energetic. Now I am really happy to see Huang Fei. After all, Huang Fei is really good to him.

He regarded Huang Fei as a friend and liked to play with Huang Fei, but he didn't like her to be his mother.

His mother is only one person, and he doesn't want other people to be his mother.

Huang Fei took the bowl in Jiang Jingzhi's hand and wanted to feed him personally so that Jiang Jingzhi would take a rest first.

"Brother Jing, your complexion doesn't look very good, you must not have a good rest, right? You go to rest first, I will help Nianbao take care of it, don't worry!"

Jiang Jingzhi looked at his son, then nodded, "So trouble you."

Jiang Jingzhi didn't really want to go back to rest. He was not in the mood to rest either. The documents sent by Yi Qianxin were still in the study room for him to deal with.

He can't wait for forty-eight hours in a day.

Huang Fei was here to feed Nianbao and drink porridge. For a while, she suddenly asked, "Nianbao, do you hate your sister?"

Nianbao shook his head with some doubts, "No, I like my sister very much!"

"But you don't like your sister being your mother, do you?" Huang Fei added the words completely.

When Nianbao heard these words, he stopped making a sound, and pursed his lips silently.

Huang Fei hooked her mouth, and then said, "Why don't you like it? My sister will be very good to you, and your sister can give you what you want. Are you really unwilling to be your mother?"

"I only have one mother!" Nianbao touched her head, her voice choked up, "I just want my own mother, and I don't want anyone else to be my mother!"

Huang Fei sighed slightly, and drew a tissue to wipe his tears, "Well, I know that Nianbao loves your mother very much, and my sister didn't want to say bad things about her, but she is now divorced by your father. Nianbao knows What does the divorce mean? It means that they are separated and will not be together! Your father has to work alone and has to take care of you. It’s really hard. Sister doesn’t want to occupy your mother’s position in your mind, Sister I just feel sorry for your father and want to help him share the burden!"

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