Her Sniper

Mr. Jiang interrupted: "OK, don't say any more. I'll take care of your grandmother. You've worked hard all night. Now go back and have a good rest."

Mr. Jiang took another look at Mrs. Jiang, who looked low beside him. He thought she was tired too. He said sympathetically, "Huihui, you should go back first. I'm fine here. You can go back and have a rest."

Seeing that Mr. Jiang was resolute, Mr. sniper turned to look at Wen Shishi, who was very tired, and nodded slightly. For pregnant women, such behavior does have a great burden.

He took Wen Shishi and Mrs. Jiang back to the old house together. Now it's better to go back to the old house first. In case there's something wrong with Mrs. Jiang, it's convenient for him to get there as soon as possible.

In the car, Mrs. Jiang didn't say a word. Wen Shishi thought it was strange. As usual, Mrs. Jiang would either not go home with them or would stab them together. She would never be so quiet as today.

And it's strange that Mrs. Jiang is still out of her mind when she is out of the hospital. She doesn't have such deep feelings for Mrs. Jiang.

Wen Shishi looked into Mrs. Jiang's eyes and said, "Auntie, why did grandma suddenly suffer from high blood pressure? She was so strong before Ming Dynasty."

I don't know which word irritated Mrs. Jiang. She suddenly exploded, just like a frightened cat. She didn't look at Wen Shishi's face and said softly, "yes, it's OK. How can she suddenly get sick? There's no sign at all..."

When Wen Shishi looked at Mrs. Jiang's reaction, she felt a little strange. She continued to ask, "do you know what signs Grandma had before she got sick? What's strange?"

Mrs. Jiang lowered her head, then waved her hand and said, "I don't know. There's nothing strange. There's nothing strange at all. I don't have..." She stopped suddenly, then continued, "I don't see anything strange."

Wen Shishi frowned. How could Mrs. Jiang look so flustered? It's totally illogical. She asked, "does grandma eat anything she shouldn't?"

Mrs. Jiang directly turned her head to look out of the window and replied, "there is nothing strange. She has nothing to eat. There is nothing wrong in the family. How can mother eat something wrong..."

Wen Shishi asked a few more questions, such as what Mrs. Jiang usually eats and does. But Mrs. Jiang said she didn't know, saying she didn't know.

The confused answer made Mr. sniper in front of him look slightly sideways. He looked at Wen Shishi in the rearview mirror. They both know that Mrs. Jiang is absolutely insidious!

Soon back to the old house, Mr. sniper gently helped Wen Shishi to the hall, and Mrs. Jiang got out of the car and trotted all the way back before them, as if there were some beasts chasing her behind.

Mrs. Jiang first poured herself a glass of water, which was from last night. Because something happened, the water was not changed. The cold liquid poured in, aroused a chill, Mrs. Jiang slightly settled down, not just so flustered.

She raised her hand and called the maid who was cleaning. She said, "go and call Binbin."

The maid nodded and went down. For a moment, there was only Mr. sniper, Wen Shishi and herself in the living room. The atmosphere was dignified for a moment, and the short silence was soon broken by the arrival of Jiang Binbin.

Looking at Jiang Binbin who just woke up, Mrs. Jiang said angrily, "you can really sleep. Did you know that Mrs. Jiang was sent to the hospital last night?"

her son is really not interested at all, and no Jiang Mo Shen will please Mrs. Jiang. In the future, she will have to be trampled on by Jiang Mo Shen. It's really disheartening.

Jiang Binbin touched his head and said to Mrs. Jiang: "I went to bed early last night, my mobile phone was turned off, and I didn't receive any information. I just got up this morning and I came here."

He knew that Mrs. Jiang preferred elder brother, but it didn't mean that Mrs. Jiang didn't have any feelings for him, so she got up early and came over. He wanted to go directly to the hospital, but he received a message from his father that there was him in the hospital, so she could go directly to the old house.

Mr. sniper didn't care about the conversation between mother and son on the other side of the living room. His mind is now attracted by Wen Shishi's stomach. After this tossing and turning, Wen Shishi is very tired now, and the children in his stomach also start to make trouble.

Wen Shishi gently covered his stomach, grabbed Jiang Mo Shen's hand, and said in a soft voice: "this boy is really able to join in the fun, but it's this time."

Mr. sniper looked at Wen Shishi with an uncomfortable expression. He helped Wen Shishi to the sofa and sat down. Then he squatted down and gently put his ear on Wen Shishi's stomach. Then he whispered, "bad boy, don't make trouble. Let your mother have a good rest."

Wen Shishi looked at Jiang Mo Chen's childish behavior and chuckled: "he can't hear what you're saying."Mr. sniper also laughed. He sat down, looked at Wen Shishi and talked about the baby, such as the color of the baby's toys.

The unborn life can really make people feel happy, and Wen Shishi, who has been restless all night, has gradually calmed down.

It's warm on one side, not on the other. Mrs. Jiang herself has been in a tight mood. Now looking at Jiang Binbin, she has a vent. She says in a cold voice, "what's the situation of your company?"

Jiang Binbin sat down, he can see that his mother's mood is not very good now, it is likely that a careless stabbing of the dynamite barrel. He gave a universal answer: "it's still like that. Everything in the company is running well and all aspects are developing well."

Mrs. Jiang's face was a little better. You know, she did all this for her son. Now the company doesn't need people to worry about it. That's just the best. She sat down and continued to ask in detail, "what's the situation like? Are there enough people and sufficient funds?"

Jiang Binbin has a big head when he hears about these problems. He is not very interested in business. If his mother didn't want him to do it, he would not have wronged himself to do something he didn't like.