The door just opened a seam, the steamed stuffed bun had a bad feeling, if it was really caught by the man's collar, threw it out.
With long legs, the man stepped into the door and slammed it shut.
Baozi didn't have time to respond at all, so he was so confused that he was shut out of the door.
Jiang Xuan slowed down a few steps, pulled the towel, wiped the water on his head, and then turned to the bookshelf. She heard baozi open the door, but when she turned around the corridor, she saw a man standing there.
Jiang Xuan was startled, but he soon responded.
I haven't seen any scenes in those years abroad.
"Who?" She had the towel in her hand, ready to go.
Baozi still stubbornly kicks the door outside, "Jing, Rongjing, villain, don't bully Mommy!" But his voice was too small for the people inside to hear.
When a man comes to Jiang Xuan, she raises her leg.
She began to practice martial arts at the age of 12. Although she had no talent and didn't work hard enough, she had enough self-defense. But in front of this man, he easily grasped her ankle.
"Vigilance is good, but the speed is too slow and the strength is not enough." His strength is so great that he can't get rid of it.
"Who are you?"
"Rong Ning's father." He let go of Jiang.
Baozi's father?
Jiang Xuan looked at his appearance carefully. It was really similar to baozi. But the facial features are more profound and strong. Under the light, people can't move their eyes.
Jiang Xuan looked out the door: "you shut him out?"
The man seems a little hot, untie the chest two buttons, posture wanton, "don't care about him." He went to the sofa and sat down. "I'm here for you."
"To me?"
Jiang Xuan went around to the opposite side of him and watched him pick up the kettle on the table, but he didn't pour the water and put it down again. He leaned back and looked at her.
The posture is wanton and lazy.
It's similar to the eight points in the photo, but its facial features are more beautiful and tasteful than those in the photo.
"I want to talk to you about Rong Ning."
"Rong Ning?"
With a smile, Jiang Xuan sat down opposite him. "I have no malice to him. He is here, and he comes with me. If you don't believe it, you can go to see the monitor. "
The man gently raised the corner of his lips, lazy with a bit of evil, "monitoring will not have to see, I have a few questions, want to ask Miss Jiang?"
The smile on Jiang's face sank, "who told you, my surname is Jiang?"
The man did not answer, changed the topic, "Rong Ning grew up with me, but he always wanted to find his mother."
Jiang Xuan didn't understand his meaning, but his vigilance didn't relax at all.
"Miss Jiang is very similar to his mother."
So it is. No wonder that baozi has been following her all night.
She finally opened her mouth: "what about his mother?"
"I'm looking for her, too."
The man's eyes fell on Jiang Xuan's face. Under the light, her facial lines seemed to soften a little. Hair is still wet, wantonly spread on the shoulder, lining that soft lines also have a bit of wild beauty. The vigilance in Jiang Xuan's eyes finally dissipated. It was probably a strange situation. It was too tolerant and frightening.
"I'm sorry, you have the wrong person."
"Korongning likes you very much."
Jiang Xuan lowered his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Rong also thinks that I am Rong Ning's mother?" He had reason to doubt that eight points were similar.
"I've never married or had children. If Mr. Rong doesn't believe me, I can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to check." Her and her mother's Hukou should still be in Yuncheng now.
"I don't care about that." He laughed, "I care more about Rong Ning likes it or not. "
And He likes it or not.
But for now, he is very satisfied.
The smile on Jiang's face sank down. "To tell you the truth, Mr. Rong said, I'm also very selective and I care I like it or not. "
Since he's not polite, she doesn't have to be.
"But Mr. Rong..." She said, "I'm sorry, you don't quite suit my taste."
Rong Jing narrowed his eyes and Jiang Xuan stood up. "If Mr. Rong is OK, please go out. I want to have a rest."
Rong Jing looked at her, for a long time, the corner of his mouth smile rippling open, "Miss Jiang believe fate?"
"I don't believe it."
He stood up and said, "I don't believe it, but I should I'll see Miss Jiang again. "
It's not that he has never met those dandies when he grew up abroad. This move is really not new.
Rongjing walked out of the room, the steamed stuffed bun was still angry, and his cheeks were bulging, "why do you shut me out? Do you want to occupy Mommy?"
Rong Jing looked at him sympathetically: "I've talked to your mommy. Your mommy said..."
What else does baozi want to say? Calm down and look at him.
He said slowly, "she said that she has never been married and had no children."Baozi opened his eyes and cried for a long time. His face turned red: "no, you are a liar. You must be bullying Mommy!"
Rong Jing is too lazy to talk to him and mention his collar.
The steamed stuffed bun was so angry that he struggled to kick and beat again, "big bad guy, I don't want you!"
He yelled and felt very wronged. Didn't Mommy really remember him?
Once upon a time, he had heard from his servants. They said that he was not a child of Rong's family. He was picked up from outside.
No one in the family likes him except his great grandmother.
He thought Mommy would like him.
He has tried very hard to show that he likes mommy so much, but she doesn't like him.
Baozi was put into the elevator by Rong Jing. He didn't cry or make any noise. He looked down at his toes. He felt sad, shriveled and choked back his tears.
Several seconds later, he leaned to Rongjing, sniffed and asked in a low voice, "does Mommy think I'm not good?"
Rong Jing lowered his head, just to see the depressed little head.
In recent years, Rong Ning has been raised by the old lady. He has never been a father, and he is not really a good father.
When the elevator door opened, he went out. After a few steps, he realized that no one was following him. He turned around and found baozi still standing there.
It seems to be really sad.
"Your mother has a bad memory. Give her more time."
After all, it was too long. Even if the woman that night was really Jiang Xuan, she might not be Rong Ning's biological mother.
He's here just to make sure.
Baozi looked up and didn't seem to understand him.
"Will you go?" he asked
Baozi just came out and looked up at him, "is there any way to make her think about it quickly?"
The eyes were wide, round and sincere. He touched his head and said, "go back and think about it."