Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

However, the moving vehicles and passing crowds obscured Li Jingchen's sight.

When he came back to his senses again, the familiar silhouette had disappeared among the crowd, as if the familiar silhouette was his illusion.

Is it really an illusion?

Is it because I miss her so much?

"Stop." He still ordered the driver.

Li Jingchen got out of the car and searched along the street where he saw the figure just now. There were shops and pedestrians walking along the road. He frowned and looked for the figure he just saw.

It's just a simple silhouette, but it looks so much like her.

Just when he reached the end of the road and was about to turn, his cell phone rang suddenly.

So, he stopped at the intersection.

And on the road where he was about to turn, Jiang Tong took a taxi. His beautiful and delicate face was like a painting. He could see it as long as Li Jingchen turned around, but he stopped because of this phone call.

"Lao Li," the call was from Song Qingyi.

"Is something wrong?" Li Jingchen pinched his eyebrows and asked.

"Are you off work now? If you have nothing to do, come to Dragon City. Guess who I saw. I guarantee you won't know who it is."

"Stop being so pretentious."

"Your sister..."

Li Jingchen frowned, "Did I scold you? Just scold me."

"It's not your sister, it's your sister, your sister, your sister named Li Qinghe! I'll take a photo and send it to you now."

After hanging up the phone, Li Jingchen turned on his phone and saw the message from Song Qingyi.

After zooming in on the photo, what came into view was Li Qinghe playing with several children. Li Jingchen's eyes were not on Li Qinghe. He pressed the screen of the phone with his thumb, zoomed in, and saw the words next to it: "Jinwan Washington Mansion" 】A few big characters.

This is Jiang Tong's residential complex in Longcheng.

Li Jingchen frowned tightly.

Get in the car, ask the driver to drive, and go to the airport.

The direction he left was opposite to the direction Jiang Tong left...

……

Emerald Garden.

Jiang Tong and Jiang Mingyang live in this community now.

She hasn't bought a car yet. She usually takes a taxi when she goes out. She is considering whether to buy a car because the white Audi was sold second-hand when she left Nandi.

She is still used to driving a Porsche. She can't afford a Porsche now unless she sells all her bags. She has already sold twenty bags, and the rest are styles she likes very much, and she is reluctant to sell them anymore.

But you still need to have a car, otherwise you have to take a taxi when you go out, which is inconvenient.

Little Jiang Mingyang, holding a telescope on the sixth floor, was relieved when he saw Jiang Tong's figure.

I thought my mother didn't want him anymore.

"Mom, mom!" When the little guy saw Jiang Tong coming back, he happily ran towards her, hugged her and rubbed against her.

"I thought you didn't want me, you wouldn't come back for so long."

Jiang Mingyang's pronunciation is getting better and better. Ever since Dong Yalan said that his pronunciation is not good, the little guy will never say that as spicy again.

Jiang Tong touched his head and said, "I'm stupid. I am so handsome, cute, smart and charming. Can I let go of my precious son?"

I handed him the egg tarts and only bought two for him. I could only eat one and eat the other tomorrow.

"Wow." The little guy put the egg tarts on the table, then took out one of them and smelled the aroma of the egg tarts.

"It smells so good, Mom, would you like a sip?"

"You can eat, I'm not hungry." Jiang Tong went to the bedroom to change clothes. When he came out of the room, he saw that the little guy hadn't eaten the egg tart yet.

"Mom, let's eat together, we have to share the good things together."

Jiang Tong and his son ate one egg tart each. Originally, she wanted to cook for him, but the little guy was full after eating this egg tart.

Jiang Tong cooked the Chinese medicine he bought for his child on the way back and asked him to drink some, because he had indeed accumulated food recently.

The little guy didn't want to drink, so Jiang Tong didn't force him. It was difficult for her to drink the traditional Chinese medicine herself, so how could she force a child? She just hoped that he would get better soon, so she comforted him and drank it.

"You just need to drink for two days, and we will set off this weekend. We will take you to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and take you to see Tiananmen Square."

"No...it's more bitter than the bitter melon monster. I don't want to drink it."

Jiang Tong thought for a while and said, "Drink it obediently, and I'll get you a piece of candy."

"No... no, mom, I don't want to drink."

"Then do you want to go out to play early? I don't want to take a child with diarrhea and running to the toilet out to play. I originally planned to take you to eat steamed buns tomorrow because you were getting better soon, but then you shouted, If you want me to ride you on a little electric donkey like other mothers, then let’s buy an electric car.”

It was the little electric donkey that attracted Jiang Mingyang the most. He stretched out his little hand and high-fived Jiang Tong, "Buy the little electric donkey, deal done!"

Jiang Tong high-fived him, "Deal!"

……

Dragon City.

Li Qinghe, who was found to have opened a store here, was wearing a loose coat and loose wide-leg pants. She was being questioned by Li Jingchen, with her hands behind her back.

Song Qingyi, who was standing next to Li Jingchen, looked at Li Qinghe's round face and teased, "Little sister, why do you feel like you are fat again?"

Li Qinghe bit his lip and stared at Song Qingyi with watery eyes. Song Qingyi coughed and suddenly felt a little guilty, as if he had done something wrong.

But he didn't do anything, he just informed Li Jingchen to come over!

Li Jingchen asked Li Qinghe seriously, "Why are you here?"

Li Qinghe blinked and looked at the ceiling, "I, I came here to open a shop. I run an art training institution."

Li Jingchen frowned, "What about your sister-in-law? Where has she gone?"