Wen Xinnuan nervously held Jing Jiaren's arm: "The door is finally open!"
The next second, the garage opens.
A white Mercedes-Benz drove out, honking its horn furiously.
Wen Xinnuan immediately pushed open the door and was surprised that the man in the driver's seat seemed to be——
She rubbed her eyes to see if she was dazzled. Is that man Luo Lei?
Bill was sitting in the back car. He was woken up early in the morning by the servants, washed, styled, and dressed. He was tortured very uncomfortable. So he was very miserable now.
Suddenly I seemed to hear a mummy's voice.
He climbed up to the car window and stuck his little head out. Sure enough, it was Mommy calling him.
"Bill, bill! I'm mom, do you remember mom?" Wen Xinnuan was instantly excited when she saw the little face on the glass window.
"Didi, baba -"
Luo Lei frowned coldly and honked the horn impatiently.
Wen Xinnuan was so excited that she almost rushed towards her: "Baby, mommy misses you so much!"
After realizing it, Bill slapped the car glass with his little hands and called out to his mother.
This was the first time Bill spoke after being punished with having his palms slapped that night. The servant almost thought the child was going to be mute!
The Mercedes-Benz drove past Wen Xinnuan mercilessly.
The ruthless man opened the car window and threw out a cigar butt.
Seeing the rear of the car arrogantly spraying smoke and leaving, Wen Xinnuan realized it and ran towards the Mercedes-Benz: "Bill! Mom is here!"
The high-heeled shoes on her feet were twisted mercilessly, and she fell to the ground before she could run very far.
Bill turned from the car window to the rear compartment, stared at Wen Xinnuan through the rear compartment glass, and started to sniffle: "Mummy..."
Luo Lei said coldly: "Fasten his seat belt."
The servant immediately pressed Bill's shoulders and pushed him into a seated position. The Mercedes-Benz turned around and drove away.
Wen Xinnuan fell to the ground blankly, her knees were skinned, and she choked on ashes, coughing, coughing, coughing.
"Bill, my bill...wuwuwu..."
Jing Jiaren came over and said, "The cars have already driven away, what's the use of sitting here crying?"
Wen Xinnuan wiped away her tears: "He took the baby away, and he will definitely not let me see the baby again. I will never see him again..."
Jing Jiaren knelt down and said, "If I let you see Bill, will you have to listen to me next?"
"Do you have any idea?"
"Yes," Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, "But you have to promise not to lose your temper again. Otherwise, if our plan to take away the baby fails, you will be responsible for everything."
Wen Xinnuan nodded madly: "Yeah, I will listen to you no matter what you say."
"Wipe your tears and stand up." Jing Jiaren walked back, "We must know where he is going."
"The servants won't tell us, they are afraid of his punishment..."
"Then we won't ask the servants." Jing Jiaren stopped at the door and smiled mysteriously.
Don't ask the servant? Wen Xinnuan didn't respond.
Then Jing Jiaren opened the iron mailbox at the door of the villa and took out a pile of messy letters.
The mailbox usually receives ordered newspapers every day, as well as price lists for purchased items...
As expected, Jing Jiaren found what she wanted: "If we call this flower shop, we should know where he is."