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Flying on the branch and turning into a phoenix

Pingbai lowered his eyes and glanced at the watch on his wrist and said, "If you are fast enough, you might be able to see them for the last time."

"You! You despicable villain!" bob's face was ferocious: "Don't lie to me!"

Before he left, the superior clearly promised that he would protect his son! Even if he died in Country A, he would take care of him and raise him!

Pingbai smiled slowly, his voice was cool: "What am I lying to do? Your son is quite cute, three years old, right? He still calls me uncle, but he doesn't speak very well in Chinese dialect. It seems that your mistress only has the ability to give birth and not educate children. The mole on the child's wrist is quite cute."

Bob's face became increasingly ugly.

There was indeed a mole on his son's wrist, but the mole was almost invisible. He discovered it only when he took a bath for his son. He could tell it accurately, which means that his son was really likely to be in their hands.

"He is only three years old this year!" Bob's eyes were red: "You can let him go! Don't touch him!"

Pingbai's tone was calm: "But there are many three-year-old children who died in your hands."

He re-slided his face, as if he was wearing a tight mask: "I can't move him, but only if you're doing it."

Bob closed his eyes fiercely and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll tell you everything!"

Pingbai handed the folder in his hand to the person sitting in the chair.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker on his shoulder, and a half-burned cigarette between his fingers. His slender fingers moved, shaking off the ash. This was a common small action that he did, which brought an indescribable elegance and pride.

"Have you explained it?" Fu Chenhan asked indifferently.

"Yeah." Pingbai nodded: "It's almost the same as what you said."

Fu Chenhan opened the folder and looked at it, and pointed his finger at a person's name, "This person cannot be kept."

Pingbai nodded: "I will do it."

Fu Chenhan narrowed his eyes lazily, and the darkness around him seemed to be integrated with him, like the monarch of the dark night. If Jiang Xiu were here, he would find that Fu Chenhan at this moment was completely different from the person she knew.

He sat quietly in this world, not far away, there was a hell of despair for countless people, a sea of ​​blood, and a hell on earth that could scare people's hearts to stop. But he seemed to be born with blood.

Fu Chenhan threw away the cigarette butt and stood up: "I'm back."

When Jiang Xiu received the call from Jiang Shiyuan, she was chatting with Yin Feiyun Asarin. She looked at the familiar phone number and pursed her lips.

What did Jiang Shiyuan call her?

"Swishhui? What's wrong?" Yin Fei turned over the flower rope on Wen Asarin's finger and asked Jiang Xiu in confusion.

Jiang Xiu moved his fingers slightly, hung up the phone, and said, "Nothing."

Jiang Shiyuan quickly called the second phone number. Jiang Xiu thought about it and answered it.

Jiang Shiyuan's tone was rare and gentle. He did not ask her why she didn't answer the phone before, but said: "The aunt at home has been doing a big cleaning recently and found a few relics from your mother. See when will you come back and take them away if you have time."

Jiang Xiu paused: "Mom's relics?"

She remembered that Lan Jinxi had never been to the Jiang family, so how could the Jiang family have Lan Jinxi's things?

Jiang Shiyuan said: "It was the thing she gave me when I first met her. Your aunt would probably not be happy to see these things. It would be better if I lost them. It would be better for you to take them away."

Jiang Xiu lowered her eyelashes, "Then I'll come to get it after school today."

Jiang Shiyuan didn't say much, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Xiu put away his phone, a little confused.

Does Jiang Shiyuan’s failure to throw away his mother’s things directly mean that he actually has his mother in his heart?

Jiang Xiu remembered that during the time she lived with Lan Jinxi, Lan Jinxi rarely mentioned Jiang Shiyuan, and she didn't really comment on this person. Jiang Xiu didn't even know the story between her and Jiang Shiyuan.

At this point, Jiang Xiu no longer cared about Jiang Shiyuan or not yet recognized his daughter.

It was only less than a month since Jiang Xiu left this villa, but when he saw it again, he felt like he was a different life.

She pulled the strap of her schoolbag, went up and rang the doorbell, but it was still opened by the nanny Liu Ma. But I don’t know if it was because Fu Chenhan brought her too much psychological shadow last time or what, Liu Ma actually called her respectfully: “Miss Second Miss.”

Jiang Xiu: ""Suddenly I was a little scared.

When she entered the door, she saw a lot of people sitting in the living room, Gou Ling, Gou Xiang, Jiang Shiyuan and others were all there, and Jiang Wei was chatting with Huang Suisui.

When she was young, Jiang Xiu was very afraid of Huang Suisui because Huang Suisui and Gou Xiang were of the same temper. They never cared about superficial skills and took action whenever they had disagreements. Jiang Xiu suffered a lot in her hands.

Seeing Jiang Xiu coming, Gou Ling immediately stood up and said intimately: "Xu Xiu, you are here. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Xiu leaned away from Gou Ling's touch, frowned and said, "I'm here to get my mother's relics."

Gou Ling didn't care about her alienation, and still had a gentle smile and said, "You have prepared everything for you and put it on the coffee table. Come and take a look."

Jiang Xiu looked at the box on the coffee table, which contained some collections of poems and some small things.

Just as she was about to reach out and pick up the box, Gou Ling grabbed her: "Xuxiu, you can come here rarely now, so stay for a meal, your aunt, cousin and the others are here."

Jiang Xiu didn't want to stay at all, but Gou Ling deserves to be Gou Ling, and immediately said: "It's up to the aunt who is bothering to help you sort out your mother's relics?"

After looking at the box, Jiang Xiu didn't want to owe Gou Ling anything, so he had to nod.

Everyone sat down one after another, Huang Suisui sat opposite Jiang Xiu and looked at her without any concealment: "Jiang Xiu, I heard that you are very favored by Master Han now. Is it okay? I have become a phoenix after flying to the branch. Do you look down on us poor relatives?"

"Sui Sui, how do you talk?" Gou Xiang glared at her daughter and grabbed a piece of rib for Jiang Xiu very attentively: "Sui Xiu, look at you being thin, come and eat a piece of rib."

Jiang Xiu: ""Jiang Xiu even suspected that he was dreaming.

When did Gou Xiang be so gentle to her?

She looked at the ribs and suspected that DDT was inside and wanted to poison her to death.
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