Beautiful mother uses 18 martial arts to teach the whole network how to be a good person

Han Bingbing raised her head from Xiao Nuonuo's neck and looked at the gaze that had been resting on her.

Those were a pair of extremely deep eyes. Even though she was being stared at from afar, Han Bingbing could still feel a tangible, in-depth exploration from the outside in.

There were not many people at the entrance of the service center. She looked around but did not see the woman.

She walked up to the man holding Nuonuo and bowed her head deeply.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me find my child!"

Zhou Baixuan stretched out his empty right hand and gave it a light support.

"It's just a small favor, Miss Han. I hope you and the child are not frightened."

Han Bingbing slowly straightened her bent back, her eyes fixed with suspicion on the face of the mature man in front of her, who looked calm, introverted, and as angular as a sculpture.

"You... know me?"

Zhou Baixuan nodded, "Unfortunately, I am a fan of Miss Han."

Manman, who saw his own artist bowing to a man and hurriedly walked closer, happened to hear this and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This man's temperament has nothing to do with being a celebrity fan...

Han Bingbing was about to say something when the little "pendant" on her body suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Mom, are vermicelli something to eat? I'm so hungry, I want to eat some..."

Han Bingbing quickly turned to look at her. She was so focused on the complicated emotions of loss and recovery that she didn't notice that the soft hair on her little head was a mess.

The pink little face was surprisingly clean, but there was an obvious circle of rib marks on the chubby wrists.

Han Bingbing gently touched the dark purple mark and pursed her red lips.

She turned around and saw Manman beside her, and whispered to her daughter, "Nuonuo, please wait for me for two minutes with this sister, and I will take you to eat!"

Seeing Nuonuo nodded obediently, she handed her to Manman and held her in his arms.

He turned around and nodded to Zhou Baixuan, "Sir, please excuse me for a moment."

Han Bingbing did not look back, but walked to a sculpture a little further away. She turned around and spoke to Zhou Baixuan who was walking towards her.

"This gentleman..."

"Zhou, my surname is Zhou and my given name is Baixuan. I already know your name, so there's no need to address me as Miss Han." Zhou Baixuan introduced himself.

Han Bingbing glanced at him. It seemed that there were very few people who spoke like him nowadays.

"Mr. Zhou, where did you find Nuonuo? Is there anyone else around?"

"Are you looking for that woman?" The hoarse voice slowly slipped into Han Bingbing's ears, inexplicably causing her to feel a strange itchy feeling in her heart.

She tried her best to ignore it, her hands balled into fists, "Yes! You saw her?"

Zhou Baixuan nodded, "She has been taken care of. It depends on what you want to do."

In fact, his original intention was to get rid of her directly, but he was stopped by Qing Yang, which meant that this matter still depends on the wishes of the victim.

Han Bingbing raised her crystal eyes and looked at the man who was only one step away from her.

She raised an eyebrow, "I want her to bear double the consequences of what she did to Nuonuo, and prevent any future troubles."

"I understand. I will do as you say."

"Hmm?" Han Bingbing gave him a deep look, "Mr. Zhou has a very deep filter for me!"

Deep enough to break the law for her?

Zhou Baixuan's thin lips curled slightly, "Well, Miss Han made me fall in love with her at first sight."

Han Bingbing blushed slightly. Apart from the group of enthusiastic "bing fans" last time, this was the first time a man said the word "in love" in front of her.

"Anyway... I am extremely grateful to Mr. Zhou for saving my daughter today! If you have any requests, please let me know. I will do my best to meet them."

Zhou Baixuan's eyes lingered on her cheeks that were made even more beautiful by the slight blush and her lips that were shiny and attractive, and his heartbeat lost its usual steady pace.

"I hope I can have a chance to see Miss Han's wonderful whip dance again."

Han Bingbing raised her head suddenly, with the ends of her hair forming a distinct curve and her eyes flashing with surprise.

original!

It's him!

The man who rewarded her in the club!

Could it be such a coincidence?

She pursed her lips, but for some reason she didn't ask the question.

Looking at his daughter waving at him from behind, Han Bingbing tried to calm his breathing and smiled.

"Whip dance? I haven't tried it, but I can dance with a sword. How about I give a special performance for Mr. Zhou some other day?"

Zhou Baixuan raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded without comment.

"I think Miss Han wouldn't mind if I invite you and little Nuonuo to have a meal together, right?"

Han Bingbing, who originally wanted to hand him over to Manman and leave, had to agree to his request just because he said, "The kid and I hit it off right away."

At dusk, Zhou Baixuan was a little dazed as he watched the mother and daughter walking in front of him, chatting and laughing as if they were wearing parent-child outfits and seeing their beautiful faces with sweet smiles.

It seemed that in that dream, there was also such a pretty face, laughing and scolding in front of him...

"Dad, I found Nuonuo! Tell Mom not to worry, I'll take her home after dinner!"

In the nanny car, Han Bingbing hugged Xiao Nuonuo and reported to Han Yandong that they were safe.

Hearing the soft voice of their little granddaughter, Mr. and Mrs. Han Yandong finally felt relieved after a day of worrying.

"Okay, okay, thank God! I'm glad I found it!"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Huizhi couldn't help but cover her face with a handkerchief and cried bitterly.

Han Yandong didn't care about his wife. He called his old friends one by one to inform them of the latest developments in the missing case and express his gratitude.

Only then did he turn around and embrace his wife, who had been blaming herself all day and finally let go of her worries and released her emotions.

"Okay, okay, we've found our granddaughter. We're relieved! Stop crying! I've been crying all day and I'm going to break myself!"

Luo Huizhi couldn't help sobbing, "Bingbing, Bingbing must be blaming me for not taking good care of the child... wuwu..."

"What nonsense are you talking about! I don't blame you! I don't even care about that beast, so how could I blame you!"

"Really……"

"Really, really! Our Bingbing is so kind, right?..."

Not to mention how Han's father in J City took the trouble to comfort his old wife who was five years younger than him.

Wang Yong from Qiushui Media was so worried when he saw more and more trolls under Han Bingbing's Weibo that he pulled out a bunch of hair!

It is understandable that this ancestor chose to make fun of himself in order to save his child!

But what to do next?

The child is found. Should he ask PR to hire some internet trolls to whitewash his child?

But... but how to clean it up? The big V account run by the company exposed the artist and then cleaned it up...

He was really afraid of being spitted to death by the vice president!

Suddenly, his phone received several V chat messages from Manman.

"Brother Yong! This is the photo of Huo Lan being arrested, as well as the recording of her instructing Jiang Zebin to kidnap Nuonuo. You can use it as you see fit!"

"However, my sister said that we should protect Nuonuo's safety and try not to exaggerate."

Wang Yong jumped up from the sofa instantly!

The little ancestor is worthy of being the little ancestor!

At the entrance of the amusement park, Zhou Baixuan, sitting in the back seat of an imported Phantom, looked out the window at several military vehicles that turned around and moved away at an intersection not far away, and the beads in his hand twisted a little faster.

It seems that this little woman has more power than he thought...