Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

Xia Ling deliberately didn't take the initiative to contact Jiang Bolin. After all, in this relationship with Jiang Bolin, she has always been inactive.

If he changed his posture now, maybe it would arouse Jiang Bolin's suspicion.

This kind of person has done a lot of bad things and is very vigilant.

Until this day, Jiang Bolin came to the magazine office holding flowers.

Xia Ling's colleagues were blown up!

Because, as everyone knows, Jiang Bolin is the internationally famous designer Karen.

While Jiang Bolin was holding flowers, he didn't shy away from it at all, and directly said that he came to find Xia Ling.

Yu Qiqi hurried to Xia Ling's office, incoherently excited: "Sister Xia! Sister Xia! The second spring of your life is here!"

"what?"

Xia Ling looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Yu Qiqi explained: "That Mr. Jiang, holding a large bouquet of flowers, said he came to see you."

Xia Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively felt a physical discomfort.

But in order to get close to him and find evidence, she still had to bite the bullet and walked out of the office with a decent smile.

Xia Ling pretended to look at Jiang Bolin in surprise, and said, "Boss Jiang, why are you here? This flower...?"

Jiang Bolin explained with a smile: "Today is Chenchen's birthday, and I want to invite you to my house. Chenchen really wants a mother."

What he meant was already very clear.

Xia Ling didn't know if he was serious, or because of his previous relationship with Mu Sichen.

But no matter what the situation is, Xia Ling is full of hatred and disgust for this man.

Unexpectedly, the colleagues around him started booing.

"Xia Ling, what Mr. Jiang said is so obvious, why don't you agree!"

"That's right, Sister Xia! Mr. Jiang is so nice, mature, steady, considerate, and romantic!"

"..."

Xia Ling was very embarrassed by them, but her purpose was to get close to Jiang's family and find evidence of Jiang Bolin's crime.

Therefore, she took the flowers at this time, pretended to be shy, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Now, can I get off work?"

Jiang Bolin looked at her and said like a gentleman, "If you still have work, I'll wait for you in the lounge."

In order to win them over, other colleagues said, "Don't worry, go with Mr. Jiang, we will help you with your work!"

Just like that, Xia Ling followed Jiang Bolin into the car with a half-pushed look.

On the way, Xia Ling thought about Jiang Yuchen's birthday, and said, "I didn't even prepare a gift for Chenchen, so it's not good to just go like this?"

Jiang Bolin smiled and said: "As long as you go, Chenchen will be very happy. Besides, I prepared a gift for you, and it is in the trunk. It is a limited edition Lego. Chenchen likes aviation and has tried it all Lots of models."

Xia Ling said meaningfully: "Mr. Jiang, you are so kind to your son."

"Just this one son, if you don't treat him well, who will you treat well?" Jiang Bolin sighed and said, "My wife left when she was so young, and Chenchen lacked maternal love since she was a child. I have always felt guilty towards him. "

Xia Ling looked at the man beside him out of the corner of her eye. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would have almost believed his nonsense!

Thinking of Jiang Bolin's face, Xia Ling felt very disgusted.

When he arrived at Jiang's house, Jiang Yuchen called many classmates to celebrate his birthday together.

The Jiang family's villa is very large. At this time, it has become a paradise for children.

Jiang Zhentian also had a benevolent look, taking photos of his grandson and cutting the cake with his grandson.

Looking at all this, Xia Ling really admired the psychological quality of the Jiang family.

After killing so many people and doing so many evil things, he can still pretend to be a philanthropist.

It's so ironic!

Because today is the children's home court, Xia Ling stood in the corner of the living room, looking at the night outside, thinking, where should I start looking for evidence?

Just then, Jiang Bolin came to her.

"Lingling..."

He called her softly, held her hand, and said softly: "Can I give Chenchen a complete family? His birthday wish is to be accompanied by his parents like other children."

Xia Ling knew that this was Jiang Bolin's confession in disguise.

She concealed the hatred in her eyes very well, and said with deep meaning: "Boss Jiang, maybe Chenchen just wants his own mother."

Jiang Bolin's eyes changed slightly, and he still said calmly: "Unfortunately, his mother will not come back."

Xia Ling's heart skipped a beat. Did the Jiang family already kill Jiang Yuchen's mother?

This realization sent a chill down her spine.

Jiang Bolin reminded: "Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I'm fine."

Xia Ling avoided his gaze, and said flatly, "I just think that Chenchen is very pitiful."

Jiang Bolin looked at her deeply, and said, "As long as you are willing to be his mother, he will have a complete family, and he will no longer be pitiful."

Xia Ling deliberately said: "I'm afraid that Ms. Jiang will have an opinion. After all, you also know my relationship with Mu Sichen in the past. If I really get together with Mr. Jiang, then in the future, our family should How do we get along?"

Jiang Bolin said softly: "It's nothing. If we really get married, we can move out. If you don't want to see Mu Sichen, you don't have to. We can avoid occasions with him. Lingling, Let me take care of all your worries!"

Xia Ling was afraid that if she agreed immediately, it would arouse his suspicion, so she said hesitantly: "I...I want to think about it again. Although I also have a crush on Mr. Jiang, I seem to be a bit unable to accept this a sudden change in the relationship."

Jiang Bolin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

At this moment, Jiang Yuchen came over.

He looked at his father nervously, for fear that his father would imprison Xia Ling, just like his mother.

Jiang Bolin was completely unaware of his son's change. He picked up his son and said, "Chenchen, are you happy for your birthday today?"

"happy."

Jiang Yuchen said with a smile: "Father, if Aunt Xia can stay tonight, put me to bed and tell me stories, I will be happier."

Xia Ling knew that Jiang Yuchen must have something to tell her.

It's just that, for such a young child, living in this environment every day, she has to hide even her thoughts from her closest relatives. She really feels sad for him.

Under Jiang Yuchen's begging, Xia Ling pretended to stay reluctantly.

This kind of behavior is more in line with her previous personality and will not arouse Jiang Bolin's suspicion.

Later, the driver of Jiang's family sent away all the children attending Jiang Bolin's birthday party, and Xia Ling took Jiang Yuchen back to the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Yuchen pulled Xia Ling to the farthest place from the door, and whispered: "Aunt Xia, I finally saw you. I thought you didn't plan to bother me anymore."

Xia Ling was very distressed, touched his little head, and said, "What are you thinking? Since Auntie promised you, she won't ignore you. It's just that Auntie didn't find a suitable opportunity some time ago. Do you have anything to say? Want to tell me?"

"Ah."

Jiang Yuchen nodded emphatically, and said, "Recently, my father seems to see foreigners a lot, and those people are very fierce and terrifying."

Xia Ling asked suspiciously: "Foreigners? What does it look like? I remember you lived in the United States when you were a child. Are those foreigners from the United States?"

"No."

Jiang Yuchen shook his head and said, "They are very black, not Caucasian. Moreover, their language is not English, and I can't understand a word."

After hearing Jiang Yuchen's words, Xia Ling was at a loss.

Things seem to be getting more and more confusing.

She comforted the little guy on the side, and said: "Chenchen, Auntie knows. Don't worry, Auntie will find a way to find clues about your mother."

Jiang Yuchen looked a little lonely and desperate, and asked with a sob: "Auntie, tell me, my mother...is she no longer in this world?"

Xia Ling also couldn't tell, a pity welled up in her heart, she put her arms around Jiang Yuchen, and comforted her: "No, don't think about it. Your mother must be alive and well!"

Jiang Yuchen was tearful. In fact, even he himself felt that maybe his father had already killed his mother.

"Auntie, I really hate my father."

Jiang Yuchen clenched his small fist and said through gritted teeth: "If he really killed my mother, I will definitely avenge my mother in the future, and I will kill him too!"

"Chenchen!"

Xia Ling was startled, and said: "You can't have such an idea. We haven't figured out what happened. If your father really did it, then there are policemen. You are still young, don't let I live in hatred. Auntie promises that the truth will be revealed, okay?"

Just like that, Xia Ling comforted Chenchen and put him to sleep.

In his sleep, the little guy was still murmuring 'Mom'.

Xia Ling was so sad that he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Bolin gently opened the door.

Xia Ling immediately adjusted his mood, smiled at him as if nothing had happened, and said, "Boss Jiang, it's so late, you still don't rest."

Jiang Bolin smiled and said: "This is at home, so don't be so polite with me. Lingling, from now on, you can call me by my name. I think you should know what I mean, right?"