In the dormitory of the University of London School District, a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes is going out with fishing tools on his back

Suddenly, he was stopped.

"Hello, does Jane still live here?"

The middle-aged man shook his head. "He has left for more than half a year. Who are you?"

"I'm her friend!" the man looked sorry. "I came here for a small stay two years ago at Christmas, and I didn't hear that she was leaving..."

The middle-aged man shrugged. "I left with Professor Adrian."

"What a pity..." the man sighed, "I thought I could see her when I passed here this time."

The middle-aged man also looked regretful, as if he had something to do with him at the moment.

"By the way," the man suddenly remembered, "did Jane's child leave with her?"

"Child..." when the middle-aged man mentioned the child, his face was obviously heavy. "Are you kidding Jemi?"

The man nodded hurriedly.

The middle-aged man's face was more heavy, "then you must have not come here to find her for more than two years..."

"Yes!" the man nodded hurriedly again.

"Hey..." the middle-aged man sighed, "it's pathetic, but God didn't bless a beautiful child like little Jemi."

"What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man sighed again, "little Jemi has gone up the ladder of heaven and become a little angel!"

"...." the man twitched at the corners of his mouth, "dead?"

The middle-aged man was obviously dissatisfied with his words, "he has become a little angel!"

"...." the man opened his mouth slightly and saw the middle-aged man cross him and leave dissatisfied.

Had children, but... Died?

The man hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Zhaobai. "Brother Bai, Jian Mo did have a child. I inquired about it and many people have seen it... However, the news just confirmed that the child had long died!"

Chen Zhaobai answered and looked at Grandpa Chen. "Grandpa seems to want to make an article with that child. He can't do it."

"Why?" Grandpa Chen didn't understand.

"Because I'm dead!" Chen Zhaobai said in a cold voice.

"..." Grandpa Chen was stunned and threw away the teacup in his hand, "I thought there was a good way out, but it was empty joy!"

In Chen Zhaobai's drooping eyes, a gloomy look passed in a flash.

"If the Mo palace doesn't come out to speak again..." Chen Zhaobai said slowly, "I'm afraid the Chen family can't carry it."

Grandpa Chen's face was heavy, "let's check again..." he gritted his teeth, "dead, I don't believe it!" he hissed coldly, "I want to know all the news of Jane Morse in those years, including... After she returned to Los Angeles!"

Chen Zhaobai paused before answering.

……

When Shen Chu came to the villa in the middle of the mountain, he saw Gu Beichen massaging Jian Mo's lower legs.

Slightly stunned, she restrained her faint emotion, changed her shoes and entered the villa

"Leg cramps." Jane Mo said helplessly.

Shen Chu didn't speak. He just looked at Gu Beichen and took out a pile of data from his bag. "Everything is ready, but there is a design of an open-air concert platform to be added to the Zhengfu side."

Jane Mo took it, moved her body slightly, looked at Gu Beichen and said, "it's much better. Go and help you first!"

Gu Beichen nodded with a smile, "remember to eat the walnuts later."

"Hmm!" Jane Mo answered. After watching Gu Beichen go upstairs, she motioned Shen Chu to sit down. "Fruit tea, help yourself!"

Shen Chu was not polite either. He poured himself fruit tea on the small stove and drank it warmly. "This is something they asked for and the details discussed with group B. if there is no problem, the design will be changed tomorrow."

Jian Mo looked at it carefully, put forward several opinions with Shen Chu, and then discussed and determined it together. It has been an hour.

It was dark outside. Originally, Shen Chu didn't have to come to Jian Mo at night, but things were suddenly urgent and there was no way.

"OK, just modify according to this plan..." Jian Mo finally finalized the direction and was surprised to find that she and Shen Chu had the same ideas in this regard.

Shen Chu packed up his things and ignored Jane Mo and kept looking at her, "don't look at me with such ambiguous eyes. I'm not interested in women!"

"..." Jane Mo rolled her eyes. "There is a husband who is crazy and loyal to dogs. Do I need to like women?"

"Then you look at me like this," Shen Chu glanced at Jian Mo, "do you worship me?"

Jane mo 'ho' said, "you are really narcissistic."

Shen Chu raised his eyebrows with a confident smile on his face.

Once people get out of the desperate situation, what they put in front of them will be light

"Shen Chu," Jian Mo shouted from his heart, "you will prove your talent to everyone!"

"That's for you to say?" Shen Chu's proud face.

Jane Mo skimmed her mouth, "give you the pole, and you start to climb along..."

"Must......" Shen chuzhe smiled. At first glance, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart. "OK, I'm gone. You can rest early! Don't have to look back and give me small shoes!"

Jane Mo smiled and wanted to get up to send Shen Chu. She stopped her.

"Jian Mo," Shen Chu raised her eyebrows, "love and career. Now I just want career... A confident woman will be favored by the God of love." she got up, "give my words to Li Xiaoyue!"

After taking a deep look at Jane, Shen Chu turned and left with a smile

The sound of "click" came, and Jane Mo got up and went to the French window

Under the night wind, Shen Chu's steps were steady and confident.

Her letting go is not only Xiaoyue's opportunity, but also her own opportunity.

Watching the car start and drive out of the villa... Jane Mo stood there and couldn't move for a long time.

Until Gu Beichen surrounded her and took her into his strong chest

"Thinking again?" Gu Beichen was dissatisfied, and his voice was dark and dumb.

Jane Mo smiled and leaned her head against Gu Beichen. "I just feel... There are no people in the world who are always deep in mud, only people who don't want to come out!"

However, the gear of fate sometimes blocks those who want to escape, just like a pair of giant hands, imprisoning people's soul

"Qin Shao," Morson hurried over, "sent someone to London and got the news that... Jane Mo did have a child, but she died two years ago!"

"Really?" Shi Shaoqin narrowed his narrow eyes slightly. In his tone, he couldn't hear whether it was cold or confused.

Mosen nodded, "the news found by the Chen family is also..."

Shi Shaoqin's good-looking mouth gently overflowed with a thin smile. He opened his mouth faintly, "the best way is to tell the lie as the truth while you can't seal everyone's mouth."

"Qin Shao means..." Mosen didn't understand.

Shi Shaoqin's sight was as deep as the sea, and he couldn't see the edge. "It seems that there is really another child..."