When junzhimu wakes up naturally, the housekeeper tells him that his mobile phone has received many missed calls and text messages. Last night, after the maid helped him take off his coat, the mobile phone left in the coat and kept ringing.
"Mr. Zhimu, go to the restaurant first and have something to eat."
The old housekeeper ordered the cook to cook many dishes very early, but Jun Zhimu hasn't been back to Jun's house for a long time.
"Later."
Jun Zhimu is not hungry. He goes out of Dongyuan and walks towards the main house. He takes his mobile phone to read these large numbers of missed calls and text messages. They are all friends who don't contact very often. How can we send a text message to congratulate him today.
Suddenly, he sent a wechat circle of friends message in the early morning.
In the following comments, junzhimu never knew that there were so many friends in his account.
He scanned it quickly. It turned out that it was Pei Haoran's message: "this is Jun Zhimu's twin son, born by himself.".
Junzhimu pasted his son's photo to his circle of friends. In fact, there was no special intention. At that time, he had an idea that if Qiao bao'er saw it, maybe she would come back to your house directly.
However, in fact, there is no Qiao bao'er account in his numerous comments.
She didn't pay attention to him at all.
Thinking of this, Jun Zhimu's face is a little ugly.
The old housekeeper followed him. Seeing that his face was a little strange, he said with concern, "young master Zhimu, you drank so much wine last night. I asked someone to bring the ginseng soup. You will have a more comfortable stomach."
Stepping into the hall of the main house, Mr. Jun was in a bright spirit and dignified. He snorted coldly, "you care so much about this son of a bitch, and you deserve to drink stomach bleeding!"
The old housekeeper had a bitter smile on his face. He decided to take the ginseng soup. During this time, their young shepherd was also very tired, and his health was very important. He had to drink it or not.
Looking at his grandson, Mr. Jun turned his head and immediately changed his kind voice to coax the twins who were learning to crawl, "my baby great grandson is the most popular."
The child was crying noisily.
Junzhimu sat on the sofa beside him, "they are still crying. How can they please people?"
Several nannies anxiously soothed them, but it was useless. The twins cried desperately. Their big eyes were tearful and very noisy.
"How can they cry so much?"
Junzhimu carefully observed his son for a while, and really doubted whether he was born or not, and who inherited this temperament.
"Only children who can cry can have spirit," Mr. Jun said angrily with a calm face. "In the future, you should stay away from them. Don't let them learn your bad temper, and don't take pictures of children and hurt their eyes."
Jun's face was expressionless, and his grandfather drove him away.
At 12:00 at noon, Pei Haoran called him and laughed, "Zhimu, we are all very curious and excited to go to Jun's house to see the twins with our own eyes."
"Is it?" The tone of junzhimu is not clear.
Pei Haoran knew what he was thinking, and said, "they secretly and crazily forwarded it. Zhu Xiaowei contacted Qiao Baoer for the first time, and Qiao Baoer was sure to see the photo."
I remember last night when Jun Zhimu said, "she ignored me." it sounded very sad and frustrating. It was really thought-provoking and funny to say that from Jun Zhimu.
Pei Haoran asked again, "Zhimu, what are you going to do?"
Junzhimu was silent. After a while, he murmured to himself, "steal your son first..."
"What?"
Pei Haoran is very surprised, did not ask why, Jun Zhimu has hung up the mobile phone.
At this time, the children usually sleep in the baby room. Junzhimu goes in and asks the maids and nannies to leave.
He found an empty carton in the toy room, then Jun Zhimu put his twin son into the carton, holding the carton in both hands, and Jun Zhimu went out as usual.
But the two children were very sensitive and woke up. The children's clear and bright eyes looked at their father confusedly.
Jun Zhimu said in a low voice, "don't cry."
The two babies just woke up, very cooperative.
"Mr. Zhimu, lunch is ready."
The old housekeeper, who happened to pass by, called to him. Then he looked at Jun Zhimu holding a carton strangely and didn't understand, "master Zhimu, what do you have? Do you need any help..."
"No need."
The shepherd of the king didn't return, and dropped three words.
When he got to the garage, he put the carton in the co driver's seat and immediately started the car. The car left Jun's house smoothly and quickly and drove to the downtown.
Qiao bao'er's apartment door is not locked, she is going out, but Jun Zhimu suddenly burst in.
She was frightened.
Qiao bao'er looks at him with a solemn face, but Jun Zhimu doesn't say anything. He holds a strange carton tightly in his hands and puts it on the table steadily.
He turned his head and looked at her. Then he opened the carton. For a moment, Qiao bao'er's body was stiff.
Jun's face did not change and told her, "I stole it."
Sure enough, my grandfather was furious and called. He hung up immediately.
The next second, Qiao bao'er's mobile phone rings. It's Mr. Jun's hot and urgent call. He roars, "tell Mr. Jun to send the child back safely!"
Grandfather's loud voice made Qiao bao'er look back a little. She looked down at the child in the carton.
There are two babies sitting obediently in this toy carton. The lovely baby is babbling and her big clear eyes are looking at her strangely.
Qiao bao'er's heart seems to be filled with something. She can't say what she feels. She is shocked and doesn't know how to react.
Jun Zhi Mu looked at her. He seemed nervous and hesitated to say, "this is our child."
He thought she would hold the baby in her arms and cry, or scold him.
But it didn't, and job quietly drove him crazy.
"Send the children back." Her voice is a little distant.
Junzhimu couldn't believe what she said.
He looked into her eyes and looked at her in silence. For a long time, he asked her in a very low voice, "Qiao bao'er, don't you want them?"
Junzhimu never knew that he would be nervous. His voice was trembling.
She's really so angry. She doesn't want their children, and she doesn't want him
Qiao Baoer suddenly laughed, "even if it's really my own, so what.". I'm not Qiao's daughter either. In fact, my blood relationship is very thin. Now these two children are no different from the orphans on the roadside. "
She told him calmly, "junzhimu, you want me to believe that they don't exist. I was in pain and despair at that time. Finally, I learned to accept the truth..."
"I don't want to get entangled with you any more. I just want a simple life."
With that, she turned and went out.
Junzhimu stood quietly, holding the twin babies in the carton tightly in his hands, motionless, and his heart was tightly strangled. At this moment, he really felt abandoned by the whole world.