The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 382 0382. The Land of Romance, France (1)

Zhuang Xinian choked, and sucked her little nose, "Okay, I trust Brother Shaoheng."

It has to be said that what Jiang Shaoheng said really comforted Zhuang Xinian a lot.

People, it’s like this, when you don’t meet, you can tell yourself that you don’t want to, not at all, but if you meet and separate again, the longing that was suppressed deep in your heart before seems to be suddenly added. Like a bunch of puffing agents, they all skyrocketed.

led to the final emotional breakdown.

After being sad and uncomfortable, Zhuang Xinian became alive again.

She didn't have the temperament of sister Lin at first, but she was a little tired after crying for too long, and she refused to get up in Jiang Shaoheng's arms.

Jiang Shaoheng didn't urge her, just let her lean on him like this.

Unexpectedly, the little girl fell asleep as soon as she leaned on it. When Jiang Shaoheng found out, the little girl was about to fall to the side, but Jiang Shaoheng hurriedly supported her.

He picked up the little girl horizontally and let her sleep on his own bed. After taking off the little girl's coat and shoes and covering him with a quilt, he realized belatedly that the little girl didn't seem to have taken a bath yet?

But Jiang Shaoheng didn't intend to wake Zhuang Xinian, so let her fall asleep first, it's winter, it's not a big deal not to take a bath for a day.

From this point of view, there is no need to eat supper, and there is no need to think hard about getting the little girl to go to morning exercises with him tomorrow.

Thinking of supper, Jiang Shaoheng suddenly remembered that he hadn't washed the dishes yet, and after dimming the light in the room, he closed the door gently and walked out.

When he went out, he heard the sound of unlocking from the entrance, Jiang Shaoheng subconsciously glanced at the clock, it was almost nine o'clock.

Unexpectedly, it was already at this point, so there was no need to guess who the person who came back was.

Father Jiang changed his shoes and walked in, only to see his son, whom he had not seen for many days, standing in the living room waiting for him.

Isn't it just waiting for him, sticking there like a telegraph pole, with a pair of eyes staring at you, isn't it waiting for him, maybe you are still watching the thief?

Jiang's father was stunned for a moment, smiled, walked over to put down the briefcase, put it on the single sofa, looked at his son and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Shaoheng walked to his father and sat down on the armrest of the single sofa, "Father, there is something I want to tell you."

When Jiang's father heard his son say this, he put away the gentle and loving expression on his face.

My son usually said things in a more easy-going tone, and rarely used such a serious tone.

"Let's go, go to the study and talk."

Father Jiang picked up the briefcase next to him, stood up, and walked in the direction of the study first.

Jiang Shaoheng followed consciously.

After entering the study room, both father and son entered the business-like mode.

"Go ahead."

Father Jiang put the briefcase aside and clasped his hands on the desk.

Then, Jiang Shaoheng talked about the Mu family's affairs, without any of his own opinions, but just told the case in a very straightforward manner.

It's just that at the end, Jiang Shaoheng asked, "Father, did you hear about this matter a little bit but had no choice, or didn't you know it at all?"

Father Jiang didn't answer Jiang Shaoheng's words, but lowered his eyelids, lost in thought.

Jiang Shaoheng didn't have to get his father's answer, he just stood there quietly.

He knew that his father still had something to say to himself.

(End of this chapter)