"The child of Jianing's overseas friend, the little flower boy whose parents were not here just now, fell down just now, so I brought him here to wash his hands."
"Oh" Shen Weixin was still looking at Tang Nian, very thoughtfully.
"Let's go first," Kerr said
Shen Weixin said nothing. Suddenly, she twisted Ke'er's wrist. The strength was a bit too strong, and Ke'er screamed in pain.
Tang Nian was shocked and blurted out: "Why did you catch my mother?"
Ke'er was shocked, but Shen Weixin smiled. She slowly let go of Ke'er's hand: "He called you mom."
"You heard wrong," Ke'er said calmly, "You really heard wrong."
Shen Weixin said excitedly: "He is Jianan's child, right?"
"Weixin, don't be so smart, okay?" Ke'er took Tang Nian's hand and walked out a few steps, then said after a pause, "Please remember, I have no intention of disturbing your life, so don't destroy mine either."
Shen Weixin didn't speak, just smiled lightly
Late at night, after all the guests have dispersed, the Leng family villa is still brightly lit.
Mrs. Leng was sitting in the small tea room, not sleepy at all. She said to Xiao Qin: "Go and get the photo album of Jianan's childhood in my cabinet."
Although Xiaoqin was a little strange, she still did as she said. Today is Leng Jianing's wedding. She said she wanted to reminisce about her childhood, but why was it Leng Jianan?
Holding the photo album, Mrs. Leng opened it page by page. Slowly, tears fell on the photo album. She murmured to herself: "Clearly, he looks the same as Jia Nan when he was a child."
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Half a month later, a beautiful beach
Tourists posed for photos on the beach, swam in the sea, and the sun illuminated the beach golden
Tang Ao and Leng Jianing originally wanted to go to the sea in a low-key way, but Tang Ao, who was disguised so well, was still revealed and a large group of fans gathered around him to take photos.
Leng Jianing had to lie under the umbrella and drink. If she hadn't been pregnant, she would have chosen to go abroad, so no one would disturb them.
Not far away, Ke'er was playing with Tang Nian in the sand
Kerr was wearing a sunhat and sunglasses, sitting on the sand, listening to music, watching tourists playing, feeling alone and peaceful. Tang Nian was sculpting a sand sculpture on the side. The work was an unfinished section of the Great Wall.
He had a lot of fun playing alone and was also very busy
The phone suddenly rang. Ke'er picked up the phone from the sand next to her and looked at the eleven numbers. Suddenly her heart started beating wildly.
In five years, he has never changed his number, and she has never forgotten this familiar number that was so warm and warm.