Cloud City, police station.
Yan Zhixu and others took the police's questioning in the interrogation room and took notes. After they answered all the questions, they came out.
The police in charge of this case poured a glass of water for Yan Zhixu and Jiang Lian's mother and son, with a kind attitude, "We haven't found any strong clues or evidence so far, you go back and wait for the news, once we find out the behind-the-scenes employer, the police will notify you as soon as possible. ."
"Miss Jiang, don't be afraid. In order to ensure your safety, our police will arrange for someone to guard Jiang Yao."
Although the police did not find the employer behind the scenes so far, Jiang Lian felt a little disappointed, but he also knew that the arrest would not be so quick.
He pursed his lips, "Okay, sorry for your troubles, our mother and son will wait for the news quietly."
Jiang Lian chatted with each other for a while, put on masks to say goodbye to each other, and left with Jiang Yao's hand.
The three came to the door of the police station.
Jiang Lian's heart lingered, and she looked at Yan Zhixu with deep gratitude in her eyes, "Zhixu, thank you so much for this matter, I don't even know how to thank you..."
A Xu has really helped him too much, and judging from his current situation, he can't even repay this kindness.
Yan Zhixu also wore a mask on his face, with a pair of almond eyes showing indifferent expression, "I am the investor of the drama "Can't Escape the French", you work hard to prevent me from losing money."
Hearing this, Jiang Lian was preempted by Jiang Yao before he could answer.
He had a loud voice and a determined look, "You can rest assured, Auntie, my mother is very good at acting."
Yan Zhixu curled her lips, raised her hand and rubbed Jiang Yao's little head, "Well, your mother is very good."
Her tone was serious, and she didn't use a perfunctory attitude just because there was an ignorant child in front of her.
After chatting for a while at the door, worried about being recognized, a few people got into the car.
What happened today can be described as magnificent and ups and downs, so I didn't rush back to the crew.
Jiang Lian was a little worried and took Jiang Yao to the hospital for a new examination.
Yan Zhixu returned to the Hyatt Regency Hotel.
She went back to the room, took off the mask on her face to remove makeup and wash, changed into a comfortable clothes and lay on the soft sofa, feeling that her body's fatigue was relieved a little.
"Buzz-"
The phone on the table rang.
Yan Zhixu picked up the phone, saw the call note, and pressed the screen to connect without saying a word.
A handsome face appeared on the screen, and there was a trace of anxiety at the bottom of the man's eyes.
"kid."
"What happened to you in Yuncheng today, how is your body feeling now?"
Yan Zhixu heard the anxiety and worry in his tone, and sat up straight with his body lying lazily.
His eyes met his gaze, "It's true that a little thing happened today, Amo, how did you know?"
After saying that, he switched out and took a look at Weibo. What happened today was not exposed, and his name did not appear on the hot search.
Fu Shimo seemed to have a good heart with her, and said, "I didn't make a hot search. I made a contract with you before, so I know your spiritual power fluctuates today."
If it weren't for the slight fluctuation of spiritual power, the imprint left in her mind would be intact, otherwise she would not be staying in Haishi at this moment, but on her way to Yuncheng.
Yan Zhixu raised his hand and stroked his stomach, "My body is fine, of course, the little embryo in my stomach is fine."
Knowing that she was fine, Fu Shimo's tense nerves relaxed slightly, sitting on the office chair, tapping on the table with his other hand.
A low, hoarse chuckle overflowed from his throat, "If the child knows you call him/her that in the future, he will definitely be anxious for you."
Yan Zhixu sat up straight and relaxed, "Why, could it be that I'm not telling the truth? This little guy is not an embryo now?"
As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows, and her face without Fendai had an air of "pushing" on her face.
Fu Shimo nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, what my Asu said is naturally correct, and it's really just an embryo right now."
The man's words sounded inexplicably indulgent, making his ears numb.
Yan Zhixu chuckled lightly, the wildness between his eyebrows dissipated.
At this time, she had a mild breath on her body, probably because she was about to become a mother because of her pregnancy, and she looked very intellectual.
Fu Shimo told Yan Zhixu a lot again, explaining what she should not eat, and pay attention to her work and rest.
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the other side.
After a series of examinations, Jiang Lian took his son home after learning that Jiang Yao was fine and healthy.
Back in the old two-bedroom one-bedroom house, Jiang Lian started busy cooking dinner. Jiang Yao tried to help many times but was stopped.
Soon, the simple three dishes and one soup were ready, and Jiang Lian brought out the dishes and placed them on the dining table.
Although Jiang Yao is young, he can use chopsticks, and he doesn't need adults to feed him. He eats with chopsticks obediently.
There is no rule of eating or sleeping at home, and the atmosphere between the two is warm and harmonious.
Jiang Yao's bulging mouth looks like a puffer fish at first glance, very cute.
He opened his mouth and said, "Mom, our kindergarten children have their fathers to pick them up. Where is my father?"
Jiang Lian's action of picking up vegetables froze.
Looking at his son's immature face, thinking of the kidnapping incident that happened today, an inexplicable anger surged in his heart.
The corners of her mouth twitched, trying not to look too mean on her face.
"Your father is dead."
"Maybe the grass on the grave is taller than you."
Jiang Yao's mood was lost for a few seconds and quickly recovered, but it may be because he had not seen his father since he was a child, and his feelings were not deep.
He made a low "Oh", and then continued to pick up the rice in the bowl, "The grass on the grave is taller than me? It's so pitiful, then Mom, let's go **** the grass for him when we have time."
Jiang Lian just wanted to say that they are not pitiful at all, but now that the wife is on the side, the children may be playing soy sauce in groups.
But seeing the innocence in Jiang Yao's eyes, he swallowed these words and didn't say it.
She put vegetables in Jiang Yao's bowl, "Eat your meal. If I have time, I'll take you to weed your father's grave."
After receiving Jiang Lian's answer, Jiang Yao cheered and ate the food in the bowl.
After eating, Jiang Lian packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Jiang Yao went back to the house to look at the comics.
Suddenly, Jiang Yao paused when he flipped through the album, remembering the question he had just asked about his father.
I seem to have asked this question before, and my mother's answer at that time was not dead.
"Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"
Jiang Yao's little face wrinkled into a bun face, looking a little old-fashioned.
He did not continue to look at the album, and ran out of the room to find Jiang Lian to ask.
The corners of Jiang Lian's mouth twitched, this little brat is really not easy to fool as he grows up.
"You must have misremembered."
"Your father is indeed dead, and the grass on the grave is taller than you."
Seeing Jiang Lian's serious face, Jiang Yao's heart began to shake. Could it be that he remembered it wrongly?