Jiang Xiu's heart suddenly became soft because of this sentence. She promised softly, "Well... I promise."

Yin Fei probably felt embarrassed to cry at such a young age, but he was still at the airport where people were coming and going, so he quickly wiped his tears and said, "Where is the little girl? Let me see him!"

Xiao Niyin is Jiang Songyin's nickname. He personally resisted it. Jiang Xiu and Gu Zheng didn't call him that. Yin Fei thought this name was cute and he was persistent enough to call it.

Jiang Xiu said, "I fell asleep on the plane."

Gu Zheng brought the child over and showed it to Yin Fei and Wen Asarin. Yin Fei's eyes lit up, "Damn it! It's worthy of being my godson! He looks so fucking good-looking!"

Smell Asarum "looks like you."

Jiang Xiu said, "He looks very cute, but his personality is very annoying. He even brought you gifts. When he wakes up, he will give it to you by himself."

You won't think he is cute then.

Yin Fei heard that there was a gift and was overjoyed. "This is a sweetheart baby! He even brought a gift to his godmother... Wuwuwuwu is so touching!"

Jiang Xiu "..." No, you won't feel moved after you know what your baby godson has brought to you.

Even want to beat someone up.

Jiang Xiu took Jiang Songyin to stay in the hotel. Jiang Songyin woke up on the way and asked sweetly about his godmothers. He coaxed Yin Feiyue and Ashin so that he couldn't find them. When he arrived at the hotel, Jiang Songyin gave the gift he brought to his two godmothers.

The smile on Yin Fei's face froze.

She stared at the scale that was said to be so precise that it was milligrams, gritting her teeth, "Baby, do you think I'm very fat?"

Jiang Songyin's objective comments "It's okay, but it will be better to lose weight."

Yin Fei “…”

Wen Asarum said over there, "Look at my gift, maybe it will be more balanced."

Yin Fei turned his head in despair and saw the two lipstick colors that were immediately laughing and the roof was about to be lifted down. "Hahahahahahahahaha...my mother... what kind of death color is this..."

Jiang Songyin felt aggrieved, "I really think it looks good."

"Yeah, it looks good," Yin Fei said with a conscience, "You sister Wen must like to die!"

"..." Wen Asarin covered the gift box and pulled out a smile. "...Yes, I like to die."

Jiang Songyin immediately looked at Jiang Xiu with a look of "My aesthetic is not a problem", proof of his aesthetic.

"..." Jiang Xiu laughed and said, "Be good, just be happy."

The few people chatted for a while, and Yin Fei hesitated for a while, and said, "Jiang Xiuxiu, what is the relationship between you and Gu Zheng?"

"Friend." Jiang Xiu said, "Nominally, it is Jiang Songyin's father, and he has helped me a lot."

Wen Asarin said, "Everyone with a discerning eye can tell that he likes you. What about you? What do you think?"

Jiang Xiu was silent for a while before saying, "I don't think about these things. It would be great to raise Jiang Songyin, and I don't have the energy to think about anything else."

"...That's fine." Yin Fei said, "You have a rest first, we will go to see Grandpa Qin tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Xiu nodded.

After seeing off the two, Jiang Xiu asked Jiang Songyin to take a shower and looked at her son who had changed into Pikachu's pajamas. Jiang Xiu thought for a while and asked, "Baby, do you like this place?"

Jiang Songyin sat cross-legged on the bed, fiddling with her puzzle, and said, "I like it."

Jiang Xiu leaned over and looked at his eyes, "Do you really like it or do you like it?"

"Of course I really like it." Jiang Songyin pushed his fucking face away and said, "What am I lying to you? Everyone here is very good."

"Some people are not good either." Jiang Xiu lay on the bed and watched her son play puzzles. This thing was very complicated. She couldn't understand it very much, and she couldn't help. She also distracted Jiang Songyin from the help of her. "There are not all good people in the world."

Jiang Songyin said, "I knew this when I was two years old. What exactly do you want to say?"

"..." Jiang Xiu pinched his cheek and said seriously, "You are really only three years old this year? You are so annoying when you are only three years old. What should you do in the future?"

"No." Jiang Songyin said, "According to your words, I am almost four years old. I will become an adult soon. Then I will be an adult and learn to take care of myself."

Jiang Xiu "..."

She coughed, let go of Jiang Songyin's face and said, "Actually, it's nothing. She just wants to tell you, don't you believe whatever others say, do you know? Also, if someone asks who your father is, you say it's Uncle Gu, have you heard it?"

"You have already said it." Jiang Songyin said, "But you haven't told me who my father is yet."

Jiang Xiu paused before saying, "Jiang Songyin, do you want dad?"

"I don't want to." Jiang Songyin said without hesitation, "He doesn't take care of you, I don't want him."

Jiang Xiu felt sad and smiled and said, "Well, your father is dead. This is a very long story. It is not suitable for you to listen to it now. I will tell you when you become an adult."

Jiang Songyin is very sensitive to human emotions. He can tell whether it is good or evil at the first time. He doesn't know who this beast-like intuition inherited. At this moment, he can feel Jiang Xiu's depressed and a little sad.

He raised his clean eyes, a pink and tender little face, and said, "You can do it if you don't tell me. He doesn't care about you, and you don't care about him."

Jiang Xiu smiled and said, "Okay, isn't this our Jiang Songyin? We will definitely take good care of our mother in the future."

Jiang Songyin nodded dumbly, messed up the puzzle piece he had just put into the box, and said, "Let's go to bed."

"Okay." Jiang Xiu carried him over and hugged him in his arms. "What story do you want to hear tonight?"

"You can only tell those stories." Jiang Songyin disliked, but she still honestly said, "Raptain!"

"Okay." Jiang Xiu began to tell him the story of Rapunzel. When the story was halfway through, Jiang Songyin was already asleep. Jiang Xiu put him aside, got up and pushed open the window.

The night wind poured in, blew up Jiang Xiu's long hair, and she looked quietly in one direction.

Outside the window is full of traffic and lights, the hotel is located in a good location. Standing here, you can see the Lo of the Fu Company Building not far away. Through the skyscraper, there is a quiet and dark sky. In that direction, it stretches for dozens of kilometers, and it is Chongmeng Shui City.

At this late at night, the wind seemed to be about to get into her bones through her thin pajamas. She just stood silently for a while, then closed the window and a drop of cold water hit the back of her hand, she realized that she was crying.

Why cry?
Chapter completed!