Being read by the cannon fodder of the whole family, the real daughter becomes the group's favo

Chapter 455 Extra 6
After meeting Xu Xi, Yang Jiashu wanted to take her and his daughter home.

Yang's mother also knew that the matter was done and no longer resisted. Instead, she looked forward to her little granddaughter coming home.

Yang Jiashu received another call from Yang's mother and they left.

Lu Jiangchao's dark eyes turned to Yang Ximan, and he kept pulling at the hem of Jiang Nanshu's skirt. Because he was in a hurry, his words were a little vague: "Mom, sister, I want it, I want it."

When children see other children, they are attracted and curious.

Jiang Nanshu coaxed him: "Next time, Mommy will take you to visit Xixi's godmother, okay?"

Lu Jiangchao was very obedient. He smiled at Jiang Nanshu, showing his little baby teeth, and kissed Jiang Nanshu on the face: "Okay, love mommy."

Jiang Nanshu was overjoyed and kissed his son so hard that Lu Jiangchao laughed.

"Oh, my dear Snow Grain, you are so cute."

"Numb, it's itchy."

Jiang Nanshu held Lu Jiangchao and walked home.

Lu Qingyan followed behind: "Xiao Xueli, give daddy a kiss."

Lu Jiangchao pouted and said, "Bu Yao, you want to kiss mommy."

Jiang Nanshu couldn't stop laughing, and Lu Qingyan laughed angrily: "Stinky boy."

He leaned over and quickly kissed his son on the face, his eyes full of pride: "Where can you hide?"

Lu Jiangchao pouted, rubbed his little face against Jiang Nanshu, and then kissed Jiang Nanshu again, wrapping his arms tightly around Jiang Nanshu's neck: "Smells so good."

night.

Lu Qingyan looked at Lu Jiangchao who was pulling his trouser leg and pestering him to tell a story.

He raised his eyebrows, sat on the chair with his arms folded across his chest, and said sourly: "Why don't you look for your mother now?"

Lu Jiangchao used his little hands to pull up Lu Qingyan's legs, sat on his legs, tilted his little head back and kissed Lu Qingyan on the chin, smearing his face with saliva.

Still looking at Lu Qingyan with a smile, he struggled to pull the fairy tale book in his hand: "Dad, Dad, read."

Lu Qingyan hugged him and pinched his little face: "You clearly took advantage of us."

After Lu Jiangchao fell asleep, Lu Qingyan gently placed him in the crib.

Jiang Nanshu was sitting on the bed, browsing his phone.

She exhaled: "Hubby, let's go somewhere tomorrow."

Lu Qingyan agreed without thinking: "Okay."

The next day the child was sent to Mr. Lu.

Let Lu Jiangchao play with the old man, and there are many servants around to help watch over him. Jiang Nanshu and Lu Qingyan go out with peace of mind.

Mr. Lu really liked Lu Jiangchao. As soon as he saw him, he called out, "Xue Li, little Xue Li, come to Grandpa, do you miss Grandpa?"

Lu Jiang smiled sweetly at the delicate little face and said in a childish voice, "I miss you, I miss you, great-grandpa. Kiss me."

"Oh, my dear, whatever you want this time, Grandpa will give it to you."

His dark eyes looked around, his gaze passed over a colorful vase, and he pointed with his little hand: "Vase, flower."

Mr. Lu took a look.

Good guy.

This antique is worth tens of millions, and this boy chose it to use for flower arrangement.

Mr. Lu waved his hand and said, "Pack it up for the young master and send it directly to his home."

The housekeeper approached from the side and said, "Old Master, it's time for you to take your medicine."

The servants around him surrounded Lu Jiangchao sensibly, coaxed him with toys, watched over him, and made sure he didn't run around.

Because he is handsome, the servants in the villa love to play with him.

Mother Lu came down from upstairs and saw Lu Jiangchao when she looked down. He smiled at everyone and his smile was particularly sweet. Ten out of ten people liked him. Lu Jiangchao looked very much like Lu Qingyan.

Mother Lu thought of Lu Qingyan's childhood.

When he was the same age as Lu Jiangchao, he cried every day, which annoyed her, so she didn't care about him. After he grew up, he became silent.

Lu Jiangchao lost his balance and sat on the ground. Mother Lu took a few steps forward and came to a place a few steps away from Lu Jiangchao. She did not dare to come forward.

The servants were horrified.

Lu Jiangchao wanted to cry, but when he turned his eyes, he saw Mother Lu, and he held back his tears. He stretched out his hand to Mother Lu: "Grandma, Grandma, hug me, my butt hurts."

The servants were so frightened that their faces turned pale: "Madam..."

They stood in front of Lu Jiangchao without leaving any trace.

Lu Jiangchao was still calling for grandma.

When Lu's mother was present, Lu Qingyan taught him how to recognize people.

He is young, but he has always had a good memory.

Seeing that Mother Lu ignored him, he stood up shakily, ran towards Mother Lu, and hugged her feet: "Grandma."

He looked up, looking innocent.

"Little Snow." Mother Lu's voice trembled a little.

Her eyes gradually became moist, tears welled up in her eyes, she squatted down and hugged Lu Jiangchao tightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Grandma, Bu is crying, Bu is crying, woo woo woo, great-grandpa."

Seeing Mother Lu crying, he couldn't hold back his tears and started crying too. He started looking for Grandpa Lu. He didn't know what happened to his grandmother.

Mr. Lu then came out, leaning on a cane.

Lu Jiangchao's dark eyes were washed clear by tears. He looked at Grandpa Lu pitifully and said with a wronged nasal voice: "Grandpa, Grandma, cry."

Mr. Lu bent down and touched Lu Jiangchao's head: "Don't be afraid, little Xueli. Your grandma is happy. Don't be afraid."

With his current understanding, he didn't know why some people would cry when they were happy. Shouldn't they be laughing?

He held Mother Lu's face with his little hands and gave her a bright smile: "Grandma, smile."

Mother Lu sobbed, "Well, listen to our little Xueli, and grandma will smile from now on."

Lu Qingyan had a general understanding of the situation at the villa by watching the surveillance cameras at home.

The two of them sat in the car. He handed the video to Jiang Nanshu and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "She has never smiled at me before."

Jiang Nanshu took a look, then laughed and reached out to pinch Lu Qingyan's face: "Why, are you jealous of your son?"

He grabbed Jiang Nanshu's hand, turned his head, and said in a light tone: "No, I just feel... I feel that the pain she brought me is so painful that I can't forget it now."

Jiang Nanshu looked at his profile and the slightly frowned brows reflected in the glass.

He chuckled and leaned back on the soft seat: "Some memories are indeed unforgettable, and I can't forget them either, but Ah Yan, good memories can be filled, like a storage tank, put the ones you think are worth it in, and let time let go of the rest. It's really tiring to hate them."

Lu Qingyan's brows relaxed: "You are right."

The car stopped in the suburbs of Beijing, which is the largest prison in the capital.

Two people came out of the car.

Lu Qingyan looked at Jiang Nanshu: "What is this?"

Jiang Nanshu held a document in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Bo Yan has been on probation until now, and the death penalty will be executed next month. Before he dies, I want to give him a gift."

Lu Qingyan laughed softly and put his arm around Jiang Nanshu's shoulders: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The two met Bo Yan as they wished.

His condition was even more serious than Lu Qingyan's. Because he had not received proper treatment, one of his legs was lame. When he saw Lu Qingyan and Jiang Nanshu appear together, he grinned and looked hateful: "You won."

Jiang Nanshu smiled at him and handed a document to the police, who checked it and handed it to Bo Yan.

"Take a look at this parting gift I prepared for you. You will like it."

Bo Yan stared at the document, and when he opened it, a thin piece of paper floated out and landed on the table.

That was an ultrasound report.

Bo Yan's pupils shrank and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

On the diagnosis report, there are three words at the top: Xu Xingwan.

　Ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)