Chapter 652

After the red carpet, there is a high-end reception in the fashion circle.

Industry celebrities gather here.

As soon as Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen went in, they were surrounded by many models with glasses.

Ling Yichen has been holding Ji Qianchen's hand, a pair of round eyes looking around.

"Mommy, can I sit there for a while?" Ling Yichen asked, holding Ji Qianchen's hand.

"Mommy will go with you." Ji Qianchen stood on tiptoe and whispered a few words in Ling Xiaohan's ear. Then he left the crowd and took his son to the sofa area there to sit down.

Ji Qianchen took some juice and gave Ling Yichen some cakes.

"Yechen, go to the bathroom with mommy."

Ji Qianchen pulls Ling Yichen out of the sofa area and goes to the bathroom.

Before entering, Ling Yichen released Ji Qianchen's hand. "Mommy, you go in, and Yichen is here to protect you."

"No, you can't leave mommy's sight." Ji Qianchen has been so alert for three years.

After all, she can't let Ling Yichen lose this kind of thing to happen again.

"But Mommy, this is the girls' toilet. I don't want to go in. I'm ashamed."

Ling Yichen is standing at the door. He is holding the door frame and doesn't want to go in.

"Then Mommy will take you to daddy's place?"

"No." Ling Yichen turned his mouth.

"Then what?"

"Mommy, you go quickly. Yichen is here waiting for Mommy."

Ling Yichen stands in place and pushes Ji Qianchen in.

"Well, I'll try to hurry up." Ji Qianchen is still a little uneasy, but she is in a hurry to go to the toilet.

"Never go with people. Just stand where you are."

After Ji Qianchen's advice, he quickly got into the bathroom.

Lu Lu continues to come to the bathroom female models and female stars, see this long particularly beautiful little boy, can't help but stop, squat down to say hello to Ling Yichen, "little handsome boy, sister can kiss you?"

"It's not a sister, it's an aunt. She doesn't give it to her." Ling Yichen's haughty face turned away and made those women angry.

Da da da.

A pair of high heels stepped on the floor, near Ling Yichen.

Go to Ling Yichen and squat down. Take out a huge rainbow lollipop.

"Would you like some sugar?"

Ling Yichen raises his head and takes a look at the aunt in front of him.

The blonde aunt is a Frenchman.

Ling Yichen shook his head. "That's what children eat. I'm not a child."

"Ha ha, you are not a child. Who is a child?" The woman chuckled and held Ling Yichen's hand out.

"Will you go with your aunt? I can buy you everything you want. "

"Mommy, there's a bad woman coming. Mommy, help." Ling Yichen immediately shakes off the French woman's hand, grabs the door plank and yells at the bathroom.

"Toast without penalty." The woman takes a step forward, picks up Ling Yichen and turns around to walk.

Just walked a step, a hand tightly grasped her arm from behind her.

The sharp nails turned her arm red.

"Let go of my son."

Ji Qianchen pulled the woman hard.

The woman turned to look at Shangji Qianchen, "isa?"

"Let go of me, bad woman, bad woman." Ling Yichen struggles in ISA's arms, grabs her arm and takes a bite.

She almost threw the child off her body. Fortunately, Ji Qianchen caught the child in time.

"ISA, what do you want?" Ji Qianchen stares at this isa in front of him seriously. Although he knows that she is not ISA, he does not know who she is. He can only recognize her as Isa.

I haven't seen her for three years. Where has she gone?

Why did she appear at the opening ceremony of fashion week and want to abduct her children.

"You're good at it?" Judging from the strength Ji Qianchen had just exerted on her, ISA asked gravely.

"Does this have anything to do with you? I warn you, don't move my child, or I will fight with you Ji Qianchen left the bathroom in a hurry and returned to the reception hall with Ling Yichen in his arms.

There was soothing waltz music in the reception hall.

The guests put down their glasses and began to invite their partners to dance.

Ji Qianchen returns to the sofa with her child in her arms. Her hand tightly grasps Ling Yichen's cold little hand. "Son, didn't it scare you?"

"No, Mommy, who is that bad woman? Why do you want to catch yechen? Is yechen too cute?"

Ling Yichen asks Ji Qianchen.

The questions asked by this kind of ignorant children are always shocking and funny.

"Yes, you are so cute. It's my aunt who wants to steal you. In this case, I must immediately call my parents to help you.""Isn't that lovely after that? If you steal Yichen, Mommy will be sad. "

Ling Yichen reaches out and touches Ji Qianchen's head.

"Silly child." Ji Qianchen hugs Ling Yichen and kisses him.

"Thousands, I finally found you. Can you dance with me?" Mubei comes to Ji Qianchen with a glass of red wine and says hello to Ling Yichen, "boy, call uncle."

"Uncle, don't worry about my mommy, I will replace my father and destroy you."

Ling Yichen saw Mubei again, and his face was full of anger.

"Ha ha ha ha, bad boy's tone is so crazy, thousands of people, do you want to jump?" Mubei sincerely invites Ji Qianchen.

"No dancing, no mood." Ji Qianchen sits beside Ling Yichen and doesn't want to go anywhere.

The scene that isa just came to rob the children is still haunting.

What does it mean that people who have been lurking for three years suddenly come to the surface.

Are they moving again?

Mubei can't persuade Ji Qianchen, so she has to start at Ling Yichen's side, "boy, do you like watching your mommy dance?"

"I like it."

Ling Yichen nodded.

"Can you let your mommy dance with me?"

"No, I want to see daddy and mummy dance."

Ling Yichen holds her arm and turns her head.

After the entertainment, Ling Xiaohan just heard Ling Yichen's words.

Well, the boy finally said the right thing.

"Come on, dance." Ling Xiaohan hands Ji Qianchen.

"What about children?" Ji Qianchen hesitated for a moment.

She really dare not leave the child for a moment now.

"Mubei, look at my son."

Ling Xiaohan leads Ji Qianchen to the dance floor.

"Hey, aren't you afraid I'll take your son?" Mubei looks at Ling Xiaohan angrily.

He robbed his partner and let him watch the little boy.

Ling Yichen looks at Mubei scornfully. "Hum, uncle, although I don't like you, you can't go."

"I have to find someone to dance. Why don't I go?" Mubei said, already standing up.

"Lost me, my mother is very sad." Ling Yichen jumps off the sofa and hugs Mu Bei's legs.

Mubei looks down at this little hairy head and cannot cry or laugh, "well, I'll protect you. I won't leave."