Zhao Ma was speechless.

The paper in his hand was scratched into folds, Ning Xiaotong stared at the white paper, his mind went blank.

why?

Is the relationship you gave worth a check without a number?

No, I don't believe it at all.

"Little Tong, are you alright?" Zhao Ma looked at Ning Xiaotong's distraught appearance with worry, and there was no trace of blood on her little face.

Did I make a mistake in handing over the check to her?

Her lips were pale, and Ning Xiaotong shook her head slowly, but a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, which made her heart chill.

"Mother Zhao, go back and tell Huangfu Lin that I want to see him."

Zhao's mother was a little embarrassed, "Xiao Tong..." Huangfu Lin spent most of the time in "drunk" these days, and rarely went back to the villa in the middle of the mountain.

"Mom Zhao, tell him that if he doesn't see me, I'll show him to death." The delicate pale eyebrows were full of determination, and her voice was hysterical.

"Xiao Tong, don't act like this..."

With a crisp sound, Zhao Ma swallowed the next words, just because the white porcelain bowl containing the soup had fallen to the ground, silently telling the master's determination at the moment.

Mama Zhao has no doubt that Ning Xiaotong will pick up the fragments on the ground and aim at her wrist in the next second.

And there, there used to be a scar.

There was a frightening light in his eyes, and Ning Xiaotong said every word, "Mom Zhao, I'm definitely not joking, either he sees me, or I die."

"Okay, little pupil, I will convey this sentence to my husband." Mother Zhao replied hastily.

But seeing Ning Xiaotong in hospital clothes, her body just recovered, still a little weak, her movements were unsteady and she went down to the ground, her half-length black hair gliding in a glamorous arc in the air, Zhao's mother was puzzled, "Xiao Tong, you go where?"

"You tell Rin that my daughter and I are waiting for him at the villa in the middle of the mountain."

With a straight back, thin but strong, Mama Zhao could only sigh silently in her heart.

……

The villa in the middle of the mountain, without him, everything looks so desolate and lonely.

The limp group of people, when they saw Ning Xiaotong appearing, hurriedly broke free from the servant's embrace, and ran towards Ning Xiaotong with long hands and small steps, busy to see her, but Ignoring the strange look in the servant's eyes.

There was a clear and tender child's voice in his mouth, which made Ning Xiaotong feel warm in his heart. He squatted down and greeted his daughter in his arms. He hadn't seen each other for two days. As soon as the little guy threw himself into his arms, he kept going Ning Xiaotong rubbed against her arms, pouted all the time, "Mom, mom."

The piggy-like figure was rolling around in her arms, Ning Xiaotong picked her up and weighed her, um, it was a bit heavier.

"Mom has gone out, are you obedient at home?" In front of the innocent child, Ning Xiaotong finally showed the pain in her heart on her face, and then passed it on to the child.

The little man nodded his head, "Nunnan is very obedient and obedient."

After kissing her on the cheek, Ning Xiaotong carried her to the restaurant, "Mom will cook something delicious for you, okay?"

The excited black eyes opened wide, and the corners of the mouth grinned, "Okay."

Before Ning Xiaotong walked towards the restaurant with her daughter in her arms, she cast a deep look at Mama Zhao, of course Mama Zhao knew the meaning.

……

Far away in the streets of Paris, France, holding Song Gang's hand, Luo Qian is staring intently at the shop windows beside the street. There are all kinds of accessories, which is worthy of being a romantic city.

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