After a meal, she held Mo Xiran's hand tightly, "Eat well, sleep well, and accumulate energy. When you find the small bag, you can pick him up in person, otherwise you can only wait at home for others to pick him up, and you will be anxious to death."

Taozi's scare was indeed useful. Mo Xiran listened carefully, nodded, and seemed to have recorded it.

After accompanying her for a while, Taozi gave her a sleep.

Mo Xiran was very obedient and lay down immediately.

She was really tired, and she fell asleep after lying down.

After coming out of the room, Taozi's legs became weak.

Her arm was held and she was held in her arms.

Raising her eyes, she looked at the man with tears in her eyes, and biting her lip, "I feel really sorry."

Sheng Xingwen gazed, hugged her tightly, and kissed her in the eyes, "I know."

"It hurts so much Xizi. Xiaobao is so well-behaved and so good."

"I know."

When she persuaded her, she was righteous and wise, but only Taozi knew about it. She was holding back her tears and her body trembled slightly.

Sheng Xingwen took her downstairs, Zhou Yanchen looked at her and asked in a deep voice: "How is it?"

Taozi nodded: "I have advised her that Xizi should take good care of herself."

The phoenix eyes were slightly curled and the expression was loose. Zhou Yanchen nodded, "Thank you."

"No need to thank you." Taozi said softly, "Little bag?"

“It will be found soon.”

"That's good."

Since Taozi came, Mo Xiran has really been much better than before.

Eat and rest carefully, and your face and body have recovered a lot.

This also made Zhou Yanchen even more grateful to Taozi in his heart.

On Jiang Jingtao's side, Xue Suzhen's condition did not improve, and he was going to take her back to the United States for treatment.

Before leaving, he called Zhou Yanchen and wanted to meet Mo Xiran.

Zhou Yanchen hesitated for a day before conveying Jiang Jingtao's meaning.

Surprisingly, Mo Xiran agreed immediately.

That morning, I made an appointment at Qingfeng's favorite shopping mall. This was Mo Xiran's proposal.

Jiang Jingtao came alone and arrived early.

It happened that he was sitting in Qing Feng's favorite position and watching the people coming and going.

When Mo Xiran and Zhou Yanchen arrived, they saw him dazed there.

After taking the things from Zhou Yanchen's hand, Mo Xiran whispered: "It's good if I just go there alone."

Zhou Yanchen nodded and said in a deep voice: "I'll be waiting for you here."

"Um."

When Jiang Jingtao found Mo Xiran coming, he stood up and took a few steps forward.

"Xixi." He shouted with excitement, subconsciously supporting her arm.

Mo Xiran didn't hide, so he asked him to help him.

The two sat on the rest chair, and Jiang Jingtao immediately asked about her physical condition.

Every time he meets, he will ask, and it looks very caring.

Mo Xiran said that he was very good, and then handed over the things in his hand to Jiang Jingtao.

"Is this?" Jiang Jingtao took it over in confusion.

That's a picture album.

"Qingfeng's stuff." Mo Xiran said, "I think your wife will need it."

Jiang Jingtao was surprised and opened the album.

It was indeed painted by Qingfeng.

"There is this." Mo Xiran said, asking Jiang Jingtao to turn to the last page, and there was a piece of drawing paper in the mezzanine.

Expand, the picture on it is Xue Suzhen.

Although what Xue Suzhen did to her made her unable to completely forgive her, she also sympathized with Xue Suzhen.

Xue Suzhen just loves Qingfeng so much, she loves the child she was not born to.

Just as she said herself, Qingfeng was her only hope.

Losing this hope, she collapsed.

"Leave this to your wife and let her know that Qing Feng loves her deeply. Perhaps, she will get better because of this love."

"Xixi." Jiang Jingtao gritted his teeth and held Mo Xiran's hand, "You are very kind, just like your mother."

When talking about her mother, Mo Xiran still felt uncomfortable, let alone in front of Jiang Jingtao.

Strangely, she could do this for Xue Suzhen, but she never completely accepted and forgived Jiang Jingtao.

Withdrawing his hand back, Mo Xiran stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

"Xixi!" Jiang Jingtao called her, "You can, can you call me?"

This request, Mo Xiran thought, may never be possible.

Without saying anything, she walked straight towards Zhou Yanchen.

Looking at her back, Jiang Jingtao slowly clenched his fists, his eyes sarcastically.

Holding her shoulders, Zhou Yanchen asked softly: "Are you finished?"

"Yeah." She nodded, revealing a hint of fatigue.

Zhou Yanchen took her out of the mall and got into the car, "Go home."

"good."

...

Rongcheng.

A certain compound.

"Are we going out to play?"

Wen Junshi carefully asked the boy sitting beside her, and looked at the three little heads lying on the window of her house.

They were all her playmates, but because of him, she had ignored them for several days.

"You go."

The boy said lightly, his phoenix eyes staring straight at the children's fighting competition video on the TV.

Wen Junshi sighed, walked to the window, and waved her hand: "We won't go out."

"Why?" One of the boys made a trumpet-shaped look at her mouth with his hands and asked her loudly, "Shi Shi, come out and have fun!"

Wen Junshi looked back at the boy sitting upright on the sofa and shook her head: "I won't go out, you guys go."

The three children separated, she returned to him and sat down quietly.

The boy came to his senses from the TV and looked at her beside him, "You go and play, don't worry about me."

Wen Junshi smiled shyly: "It's okay, I want to be with you."

The boy's little sword-brows closed and reached out to hold Wen Junshi's little hand.

Wen Junshi suddenly widened her eyes, her cute expression was like a little hamster.

The boy curled his lips, and the little phoenix eyes were filled with a faint light of doting.

At this moment, the aunt from the kitchen walked out and asked the two people: "What do you want to eat for lunch later?"

Wen Junshi asked the boy, "What do you want to eat?"

The boy thought for a moment and two words appeared: "Meat bun."

"It's another meat bun?" The kitchen aunt was surprised. "I've been eating this for a few days. Are you not tired of it? Otherwise, let's change it?"

After discussing, the boy pursed his lips.

Wen Junshi said, "Auntie, let's eat meat buns."

"Uh, OK."

When the kitchen aunt left, Wen Junshi shook the boy's little hand, "You love eating meat buns so much, just call them small buns, how about it?"

"Xiaobao?" murmured, the boy seemed to remember something...
To be continued...