SUN put his arms around her neck and stared at her with his little face wearing sunglasses, as if she were an alien.
Jing Jiaren suddenly felt uncomfortable all over her body...
She didn't know how to explain it to her son.
Wen Xinnuan Nunu mouthed: "You should tell him, otherwise wouldn't you be afraid that he wouldn't be able to recognize you if you restored your original face in the future?"
Jing Jiaren was slightly startled: "Will I ever regain my original face?"
"Why not? Are you going to be like this for the rest of your life?"
Jing Jiaren remained silent, holding him in her arms and leaving the hospital complex under SUN's curious eyes.
Suddenly, there was an arrogant and harsh sound of brakes.
It's a sunny afternoon...
On an unknown window sill, a sick child was blowing bubbles outside.
Crystal bubbles were falling, and Jing Jiaren saw a long line of cars speeding towards them. They did not drive into the parking lot as usual, but stopped at the entrance of the hospital.
In an instant, the huge courtyard was blocked by traffic jams.
All the bodyguards' car doors opened at once, and the bodyguards stepped out of the cars.
Dark blue uniform with silver buttons.
There is a rose flower logo on the button...
Jing Jiaren's whole body was shocked. If she is so ridiculous, she is most afraid of being attacked by anyone she encounters. It must not be someone from Ximen Longting.
Wen Xinnuan adjusted her sunglasses: "Wow, it's so arrogant, there are so many people..."
"..."
"Do you think he is Ximen Longting in such a grand ceremony?"
Wen Xinnuan only saw that Ximen Longting usually came and went in large formations, with bodyguards and entourages who responded to him.
Neither Ji Ziang nor Luo Lei have this habit.
In fact, only Jing Jia knows that Ximen Longting is not trying to show off, he has lived in such an environment since he was a child and is too aware of danger.
If Wen Xinnuan had met Mr. Ximen, I'm afraid he wouldn't have said this.
The door of a black RV at the head opened.
The blond entourage came down, and Wilson, wearing a white dress and white gloves, opened the door respectfully.
Jing Jiaren thought she was dazzled...
The next second, I saw a pair of slender white legs walking down.
Ji Zihan.
She was wearing a light green skirt, like a quiet lotus in the scorching sun.
Crystal bubbles were flying around her.
Wilson opened an English-style parasol, all lace hanging down, just like the small parasols often held by ladies in foreign movies.
Wen Xinnuan pulled Jing Jiaren's arm: "Jiaren, let's go quickly!"
Jing Jiaren suddenly came back to her senses.
What was she doing? This was not the time to be in a daze.
She immediately protected the baby's head and buried SUN's face in her arms. Jing Jiaren turned her face away and hurriedly followed Wen Xinnuan and left.
She clearly knew that after Ji Zihan came down, the next person to get out of the car was probably Ximen Longting.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest.
The palms of my hands are slightly damp and sweaty...
She felt that all the nerves in her body were about to jump. In the past three years, how many times had she seen Ximen Longting in her dreams?
She is lucky, every time she misses Ximen Longting, her lovely baby SUN comes to comfort her.
Looking at Ximen Longting's son SUN who looks so similar to her, she feels as if Ximen Longting is right beside her.
She walked forward quickly, maybe walking too fast, and her high heels suddenly sprained and broke.
Jing Jiaren didn't dare to stop and continued walking forward quickly...