Little milk bag looking for relatives

In an instant, Shen Siwan's face lost all color, and her fingers tightened.

Dark memories flooded in like a tide, almost overwhelming her so much that she couldn't breathe.

Shen Siwan tried her best to control her trembling body, turned away her face, and avoided Lu Linchuan's scrutinizing gaze, "No."

Lu Linchuan's eyes dimmed, and his face turned cold.

Is he crazy to ask this question to a strange woman?

The slender fingers let go of the business card, and the tone was flat, "Then please trouble Miss Shen, I will send someone to pick up the model after the model is packaged."

The footsteps gradually faded away, Shen Siwan stared at the man's back, frowning slightly.

What is the purpose of this man asking her about what happened five years ago...

Xiao Tuanzi poked his head out from behind Shen Siwan, tilted his head and looked at Shen Siwan's pale face thoughtfully.

"Mommy, you haven't changed your tricks yet, your ears are red..."

Tiannuo's words brought Shen Siwan back from her memories to reality, she bent down, and hugged Xiaotuanzi tenderly.

No matter what, she has Xingluo now, and grandma is safe and sound.

Shen Jiajia don't want to hurt the people she cares about again!
In the VIP box of Changhui Hotel.

There were bags of luxury brands piled up at Shen Jiajia's feet, and several counter makeup artists were kneeling to touch up her makeup.

At this moment, Shen Jiajia is enjoying all this with narrowed eyes.

Shen Siwan, so what if that bitch came back!
Now the Lu family recognizes her, as long as she pretends to be obedient and sensible in the Lu family, she will be liked by Mrs. Lu.

Sooner or later, everything in the Lu family will be hers!
Thinking of this, Shen Jiajia hid the coldness in her eyes, stroked the delicate nails she had just made, and looked at the waiter, "Why hasn't Lin Chuan come back yet?"

"Boss Lu said that he... still has something to deal with, so he returned to the exhibition."

"what?!"

Shen Jiajia sat up abruptly, the makeup artist didn't expect Shen Jiajia to make such a big move, the bright red lipstick in her hand drew a long line from her face, making her whole face extremely eerie.

"Trash!" Shen Jiajia slapped the makeup artist to the ground, cursing uncontrollably: "It must be that vixen Shen Siwan seduced Lin Chuan again, this bitch, I must make her look good!"

Shen Jiajia felt uneasy in her heart, ignoring the lipstick marks on her face, kicked the door hard, and ran out.

She will never allow anyone to threaten her position in the Lu family!

Sitting in the car, Lu Linchuan pinched the center of his brows, and the pale face of Shen Siwan kept flashing in his mind.

When he was in a daze, the car braked suddenly, and Lu Linchuan's face darkened instantly.

The special assistant knew that he had offended his own boss, so he turned his head with a sad face, "Mr. Lu, yes, it's Miss Shen."

The ghost knows that when he saw Shen Jiajia rushing over, he almost peed in fright, okay? !
As soon as the assistant's voice fell, Shen Jiajia opened the door and squeezed in.

"Lin Chuan, why did you suddenly abandon me? Did I do something wrong?"

Shen Jiajia's tears were shining, her pitiful appearance coupled with her crying voice made people feel very distressed.

The assistant shuddered, staring at his toes, and suddenly sympathized with his boss.

"Go down!"

Lu Linchuan's voice was like ice, under the powerful low pressure, even in the scorching summer, it still made people feel chilly.

Shen Jiajia shook her body, suppressed the fear in her heart, and said pitifully: "But, my aunt just called and asked us to pick out gifts."

Lu Linchuan frowned, and impatiently said to the assistant: "Send her there."

Shen Jiajia sat in the car contentedly, took out a tissue to clean up the marks on her face.

When they arrived at the shopping mall, Lu Linchuan left a card and asked the driver to drive back to the company directly, leaving the hard-working special assistant to accompany Shen Jiajia.

"Wrap them all up." Shen Jiajia pointed at the store while holding a small mirror for touch-ups.

The special assistant sighed resignedly, holding various bags in his hand.

"Tezhu Zhang, does the Lu family want to cooperate with the exhibition party?" Shen Jiajia looked at Special Assistant Zhang and asked meaningfully.

"Miss Shen, the Lu family has no plans in this regard."

Could it be that he really went back to find that little bitch Shen Siwan? !
"Then what's important about Lin Chuan's return to the exhibition?" Shen Jiajia gritted her teeth, her expression very ugly.

"Lu is always interested in the garden model designed by Jo at the exhibition, and discussed with the person in charge to buy it." Zhang Tezhu was very winking and ignored the fact that Lu Linchuan handed Shen Siwan his personal business card.

"So that's the case." Shen Jiajia smiled excitedly, and put away the small mirror for makeup with a smile.

Maybe Lu Linchuan bought the courtyard model to give to her.

Backstage at the exhibition, Shen Siwan was packing the courtyard model.

Her hand brushed lightly over the miniature swing in the tree, and the memory swept back again.

When she was young, she danced and danced because of the appearance of her little brother, but accidentally fell from the swing and cut her knee.

For the first time, the boy's expressionless and handsome face showed a nervous expression. She endured the pain and got up, but she burst into tears when she found that the pastries she asked her grandmother to make for her little brother were stained with dust.

"I...waited for Gege all afternoon, it's all my fault, I can't eat the pastries..."

The boy looked helplessly at the little one who was crying and crying.

He stroked the little guy gently, his voice was like spring water, "It's okay, it's not dirty, it's edible."

"Really?" She sniffed, her eyes were red like a rabbit.

The boy carried her to the swing, picked up the snack carefully wrapped in a handkerchief on the ground, and broke more than half of it to her.

"delicious"

The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people very long, Shen Siwan lay on the little brother's back, feeling extremely at ease.

……

The phone vibrated, just an irrelevant message.

Shen Siwan glanced at the time and sighed.

This courtyard model carries the most precious part of her memory, and she created it for her little brother.

Even with a sky-high price of 5000 million, she couldn't go against her heart and sell it.

Shen Siwan rubbed the business card in her hand, and after several struggles, she decided to call Lu Linchuan.

It is good to persuade him to buy other styles, she can also make special customization, but she will not sell this garden model.

The busy tone on the phone rang over and over again, but no one picked up.

"Sister Jo, the manager wants you to go to the front hall."

Shen Siwan had no choice but to hang up the phone and call again next time.