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Bai Jinxi accepted the bill, feeling so uncomfortable that he couldn't say a word, tears once again flowed down his face, and vaguely thanked the doctor.

It had cost her more than a hundred dollars, and she had saved hundreds of dollars for the baby's schooling, which she had planned to keep out of trouble.

On a moonlit night, the streets were filled with the laughter of children and adults.

She hugged the baby tightly, unable to stop her tears as they fell in streams. Her hands trembled as she held the baby.

The baby looked up and saw her crying. The two round black eyes trembled as they looked at her. Don't cry. Auntie and Uncle went out. Tell me to close the door, I can't reach the lock. "Let's go and move the chairs..."

She just held the child close, holding him up so that his face rested on her shoulder.

He didn't have much money on him, so he took out and counted the rest. Looking at the baby with lowered eyebrows and eyes, he gritted his teeth and called a taxi. The mother and daughter both turned red.

The baby heard it and laid her face obediently on top of her, pursing her lips.

When she got out of the car, the wind was blowing hard. She touched the baby's frozen face, took off her coat, draped it over the baby, and held him tight as they walked home. The baby was probably tired from crying all day, and by the time he got home he was asleep on her shoulder.

She needed an adult to take care of her children. Her job was to leave early and return late, and when the guests tipped her, she would take them to school. She could save some money to send her children to school, including teachers, classmates, and friends. Children can have a good living environment, with children to play with, save some money, and save some money.

Office

"Boss, sister-in-law …" The assistant carefully whispered.

"Don't mention her to me." Jiang Lingchen didn't even raise his eyes.

The assistants sat down immediately and stopped.

The temperature in the room had to drop, 0 degrees, petrified.

Jiang Rong Hao was dressed in an unruly and unrestrained manner, he chuckled lightly and said, "He has these kinds of days every month …"

Jiang Lingchen leaned on the leather sofa and rubbed the space between his eyebrows that was unconsciously creased.

"I haven't seen him in so many years, but he hasn't changed at all."

"Yes, it's still as ugly as before." he sneered.

"Her face is even better than any women I've met before. I don't know what she used, but I'll have to ask my sister-in-law and Miss Bai for advice later on, so they can give treasures to my mother." Looking at his usual dark face, he couldn't help but smile meaningfully. His long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and his dark red lips slightly curved upwards.

"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first." Jiang Lingchen stood up from the sofa and casually picked up the jacket that hung on the floor, his eagle-eyes turned towards the assistant as he indifferently said: "Call a woman for me." He put on his coat and left.

"Women …" The assistant seemed to have heard an earth-shattering news, "Boss also needs a woman?"

"Hurry up and shout," one of his subordinates reminded. "Recently, boss's expression has been quite bad. Be careful or else we might mess with you."

"Fourth Young Master, what kind of woman do you want to find? Mature, cute, and pure? Which kind does boss like? "

The assistant asked Jiang Rong Hao, he had some experience in this aspect, the title of "Flower Young Master" wasn't randomly given.

Jiang Rong Hao shrugged his shoulders and smiled, his face was full of jealousy, "You can't cure it!"

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Hotel Suite

When he opened the door with the card and entered, the girl saw him coming and shuddered slightly. She looked at him with her timid eyes, as if … Afraid of him, her two small hands tightly gripped the hem of her skirt.

He did not approach and instead changed his shoes at the gate, only casting a glance at her.

Her straight black hair hung down from her shoulders, and her small, green face drooped. At first glance, she had fair skin and a small, delicate chin. She was a girl who could bear to look at other girls, and she wore a thin dress.

Jiang Lingchen took off his jacket, pulled at his tie, and casually threw it on the table. His long and slender legs moved towards her, and with a few steps, he slowly spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm used to washing up, do you want to wash first, or do you want to do it together?"

She staggered and leisurely fell backwards. It took her a while to stabilize herself. Her little face was flushed as she raised her head to look at him. Her voice was very soft and timid as she said, "I washed before coming over …"

Her two small hands held tightly to the corner of her clothes like two timid rabbits. As they looked at each other, the flesh on her face also lessened a bit. Her skin was no longer as rosy as it was before and it began to turn pale.

He lowered his voice in thought. "Don't be afraid."

She looked at him in astonishment, thinking she was mistaken.

She shook her head, slowly accepting the reality. Before he had finished bathing, he had already taken off his clothes, and he was still a little girl, which made her a little shy. She still had her underwear on, so she hid herself in the quilt.

His hair was also inevitably wet, and he had to wipe it with a towel to get it out. There was no one standing in the corner, probably running away in fear, he thought with a sneer. In the blink of an eye, he saw that timid little face on the bed.

He looked no more than twenty years old, like a immature little girl who had never opened a bud. The hand that gripped the blanket trembled uncontrollably.

In this area, Jiang Lingchen showed very little mercy to the fairer sex and went forward to grab the blanket that was covering her body.

Once again, she was frightened. Her thin and pure white legs were bent, and her hands were covering her chest. Her body was shaking even more.

This kind of expression made it seem as if he was someone who was ready to fight. That familiar feeling of conquest like a cat scratching a mouse engulfed him.

In just a split-second, his mind was filled with all sorts of scenes, making his expression even more indifferent as he frowned.

After a moment of silence, he slowly asked, "How old are you? I won't be very gentle. Have you had any experience before? "

The girl's face turned red and she mumbled to herself, "Once, with my boyfriend …"

Jiang Lingchen looked up at her, his expression complex, and said: "So it's not the first time."

She was stunned, her lips trembling. "I …"

As he spoke, he was already sitting on the bed, pressing his body down and kissing her neck. His actions were rather rough, and as he sucked and bit, his breathing became more and more rough, and his movements also became larger. It truly was not a sign of gentleness.

She cried.

Her two hands pressed against her chest as she tried to protest. Her flawless white neck was dyed purple by his rough movements, and her eyes were completely red. She buried her face in his chest as she pleaded in a low voice, "Mr. Jiang!"

The voice reminded him of someone from a long time ago.

"Xian …" "Xian …" She frowned, her eyes watering, and whispered his name.

Back then, she was still very young, so young that she didn't understand the matters between men and women …

At that time, he seemed to be in a hurry, but he was still rampaging about without any sympathy or gentleness.

She laughed and cried the whole time. What's so funny? He couldn't bear to see her smile the most, so he ruthlessly beat her to death! However, when she smiled, she looked really pretty. Her young and tender face was like a lily that was about to bloom.

There was a corner of his heart that was filled with memories that prevented his actions from being wild.

Jiang Lingchen pushed her away and walked straight to the window. He absent-mindedly lit a cigarette, and said indifferently: "There's no need for you, let's go."

Every month, his mother would always make a few phone calls to urge him to go home. Usually, he would gather for a chat about his family, but recently, his mother seemed to be on the phone more frequently.

It was just that when he returned home today, the atmosphere in the house was a little different. Jiang Lingchen looked around at his aunt and uncle who was sitting on the table.

Aunt spoke first, "Not to mention our daughter-in-law, even Old Li's son has a doctor's son. This time, the child is already one year old."

Mother Fu glanced at Jiang Lingchen, who was sitting down, and raised her tone a few times, saying, "Tsk tsk, Doctor, the son is indeed capable, thinking that we, Ling Chen, could also study for a Doctor, I was worried that he spent all his time studying, not good … Don't you think that a master's degree is quite something? Furthermore, if I could have accepted the company earlier and talked about the affairs of my children, it seems that I am truly a woman … "

Jiang Lingchen folded his sleeves, took off his jacket and gave it to the maid beside him, as if he had not heard what his mother said. He instructed the maid to take up the chopsticks, with elegant movements, he ate the food as if there was nothing wrong.

Fu Mai was helpless against this son of her. Instead, he pointed his spear at Father Fu and said, "I don't even know who your son is like anymore. That face of yours is the same as mine, why don't you follow my lead?!"

Father Fu could not help but laugh out loud as he listened. His son's personality was completely up to her, which was why he acted like this. Although he thought this way, he joked, "Yes, yes, Madam is right.

Fu Mai glared at him and spoke with dissatisfaction: "At that time he should have been able to endure for a few more years, and perhaps got to know a good girl in school. Girls who go to school abroad can also stay at home to study, and it's not like some people can take advantage of the situation to enter, if it really succeeds, don't even mention urging him to find a girl to tie the knot, there might even be a fat grandson!" The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. It was all the fault of that jinx, it was all because of that coquettish fox spirit!

Father Fu coughed softly, reminding Fu Mai not to continue. At that time, the child from the Bai Family actually married Jiang Lingchen, and in less than three months, something like that happened. When Jiang Lingchen was away on a business trip, he was not at home, and she was the one who chased him out.

In the past five years, he had not shown Fu Mai his face. It was rare for him to return once or twice a month, but he still shamelessly begged Fu Mai to stop being a mother and instead begged for advice.

After receiving Father Fu's warning gaze, she closed her mouth at the same time and used her gaze to persuade Jiang Lingchen's little aunt, "Ling Chen, you should be 31 this year. Although boys are young at this age, they can still be considered to be not young.