Evil President 【End】

Staring at Xiao Ai, her smile was elegant and her eyes were calm, Zhi Xing didn't say anything, just smiled and wished, "Xiao Ai, as long as you are happy."

No matter who you choose, the important thing is her happiness.

Xiao Ai lowered her head and looked at the ring between her fingers, smiling all the time, "Yes."

and Dark God.

After sending Xiao Ai and Anshen away, the apartment building suddenly became much quieter. Without the treasure of Anshen, everyone can live a very normal life.

As for Mu Xuan, since that day, he has completely changed as a different person, constantly taking over business from Mu Deming, and intending to replace him.This made Mu Deming gratified, but at the same time a little dissatisfied, after all, as his father, he was not dead yet.

Chasing souls appear less and less often, and they have to be busy with the ghost gate and take care of Yan Shengjie's property.But no matter how busy he is, as long as he hears any trouble about Sha Man, he will stop everything in his hand and go all out to hunt down this enemy who killed his best friend!

Mu Xin will ask Zhixing about him intentionally or unintentionally, and every time she hears that he is in a different place, she will inevitably be a little disappointed.

Lived in an orderly manner, little Yanche became everyone's darling, he was weak, and had a high fever a while ago, Zhixing was so worried that he stayed by the bedside, never leaving, and took care of him for two whole days and two nights. M said that this is just the beginning, since he was weaned from breastfeeding, various diseases that invaded his immune system would come to him at any time.

Often, Zhixing would wake up from a dream in the middle of the night, barefoot, and run to the crib in a panic. Only after seeing his son would he calm down his anxious heart, look at him, and gently stroke the three-pointed card. With a small Jie-like face, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The so-called life, if you have a partner, you will have support and dependence.Jie is gone, and there is little Yanche, I only hope that he can grow up safely and healthily forever...

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Four years later.

"Ding Dong"

The doorbell of the apartment door rang.

"Coming!" A beautiful female voice came from inside, and then, the door opened, and a beautiful woman with ear-length short hair came out at the door.

"Zhixing," the visitor greeted with a smile, and seeing the people outside, Zhixing called out in surprise, "M, long time no see!"

M smiled, "I happen to have an exchange meeting in Florida, so I stopped by to see Xiao Che."

"Oh, you really don't recognize your godfather in vain. You miss my son everywhere you go!"

"Hehe, I adjusted his body by myself, how can I not miss it?"

"Come in, come in." Zhixing greeted M cheerfully. With her long hair cut off, her demeanor added a third of sophistication, and her graceful and graceful figure added a third of mature and charming charm.Compared with the fiery little girl back then, she now has an irresistible charm.

M is already very familiar with this place, and will come here several times a year on average, just like his own home.Since he recognized Xiao Che as his godson, he came more diligently.

"By the way, where's Xiao Che?" He glanced around, but didn't see the child.

Zhixing pointed at the back door, "It's playing in the back garden."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened again, and a very beautiful young man walked in, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a fair face, as gentle as jade, eyes like black ink, deep and dark, straight nose bridge, and a red lip alluring Confusing.He is taller than boys of the same age, almost 1.7 meters tall, dressed in white casual clothes, with a restrained temperament, although his body is thin, he doesn't look very weak.

Zhixing walked over with a smile, and patted his head, "Boy, you are back! Is high school so easy? School is over so soon?"

Xiao Ji frowned, swept over her, and grabbed her hand helplessly.

"I'm in the special recruitment class, so I don't have so many rules." Because he was in the period of changing his voice, his voice seemed a little deeper, with a kind of charming magnetism unique to teenagers.

Xiao Ji is very smart and has excellent grades in all subjects. In just four years, he has skipped a grade to the 10th grade of high school.Because of his outstanding mind and appearance, he became a man of the day in the whole school. Every day, seniors who were a few years older than him publicly showed their love to him. When encountering such a situation, he always turned a blind eye to it.Because he knows very well what his goal is, how many responsibilities are on his shoulders, and he doesn't bother to deal with those miscellaneous things.

Xiaoji walked into the living room, saw M, and immediately said politely, "Hello, Uncle M."

"Xiao Ji, I haven't seen you for a while, you've grown taller again!" M said, taking out a book from his backpack and handing it over, "This is the book you were looking for last time."

Xiaoji took it over, "Thank you, Uncle M."

Zhixing came over, glanced curiously, and only had time to see the words "immune system", before Xiaoji put it away without a trace.Her heart warmed up, and she looked at this kid with comfort, knowing that he read these books related to his body because of Xiao Che.

Unable to stand her moving gaze, Xiao Ji turned around and asked, "Where's Xiao Che?"

"In the back garden."

"Well, I'll go and see him." Xiaoji went straight to the back door, opened it, and saw the little boy sitting on the steps in the yard at a glance.

From his back view, it looks like a small one, but it is surprisingly quiet.

Xiao Ji smiled, walked over, sat beside him, and looked at him sideways, "Xiao Che, why are you sitting here?"

The little boy was born extremely beautiful, with perfect facial features, perfect like a masterpiece proud of God.It's just that his face was extremely pale, as if he hadn't been exposed to the sun for many years, and his pair of bright black eyes were like a deep pool, safe as a mirror, containing countless secrets, which were hard to see through.He sat there quietly, with the obsidian cane that never left his body beside him.

He turned his head, and gently parted the corners of his lips towards Xiaoji. The immature childish voice was very soft, "Little uncle,"

Xiao Ji lovingly picked him up and put him on his lap, "Xiao Che, don't sit in such a cold place in the future, and be careful not to get sick. At that time, Mommy will have to worry again."

Little Yanche nodded obediently, nestled in the warm arms of his little uncle, with a quiet and cute appearance, like a fragile magnetic doll, he was afraid of falling when he held it in his hand.

"Xiao Che, tell little uncle, what are you doing here?"

Little Yanche shook his head, his bright eyes lowered.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xiaoji raised her delicate and handsome eyebrows, and asked tentatively, "Are you feeling unwell again?"

He pursed his lips, and nodded after a while.