The door opened, and Joan saw Xia Shuer following Sheng Lingyun.

There was a surprised light at the bottom of her eyes. Is this?

Little glutinous rice slid down the sofa and ran over, "Grandpa ~"

The little milk sound is so cute that people's hearts are about to melt.

Sheng Lingyun leaned over, firmly caught the little glutinous rice and held her in his arms. He didn't know whether she was infected by Xia Shuer. For a moment, he was a little nervous.

He raised his eyes and looked at Joan. "Joe, Dad, let me introduce you. This is..."

Before he finished, Xia Shuer took a deep breath, stepped forward, stood side by side with him, smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Xia Shuer, your father's girlfriend. Don't worry, I will treat you as my own in the future. "

As soon as she finished, she waited nervously.

Joanne was silly. Seeing this girl as big as herself, she said to treat her as her own... Her mood was a little complicated.

"Well... Can I ask, how old are you?"

Xia Shuer answered calmly, "I'm 35 years old. I'm a Chinese."

“35?! You didn't lie to me? "

Xia Shuer nodded and raised her hand seriously. "I swear, I didn't report it!"

"No, I doubt you've got a big report." Joanne touched the tip of her nose bitterly.

Stunned for a moment, Xia Shuer smiled and held his face in both hands. "Do I look so small?"

There is no woman who doesn't like others to say she is young, even Xia Shuer is no exception.

Although many people said she looked younger than her actual age, she was used to it, but she was very happy to hear Joan boast.

"Yes!"

Sheng Lingyun saw that qiao'an had no feelings of resistance. His hanging heart slowly eased down and sat on the sofa with little glutinous rice. He took a look at Xia Shuer and qiao'an from time to time.

They really had a good chat. Xia Shuer was warm and outgoing, and there was no generation gap with Joan.

"Grandpa, are you watching Ma Ma?"

Jun's face was poked by little glutinous rice. Sheng Lingyun pulled back his mind. He smiled and looked at his baby granddaughter lovingly, "where's your father? Why didn't you see anyone today. "

"I don't know. Uncle is out."

I'm out?

Mu Jingxi keeps an eye on qiao'an. When he goes out, why doesn't little glutinous rice know where to go?

On second thought, he has a special identity and may have gone on a mission.

Mu Jingxi didn't come back until 11 o'clock at night.

The little glutinous rice beside her had fallen asleep. She snuggled up in her arms. Joan was sleepless. She picked up her cell phone and took a look at the time.

It's almost half past eleven. He hasn't come back yet.

When you make a phone call, it is always turned off.

What happened?

Thinking about it, Joanne simply got up and came to the door of the ward. The guard on duty saw her coming out and asked in a low voice, "Miss Qiao, what can I do for you?"

"No, I just want to ask, do you know where Mu Jingxi has gone?"

The guards are divided into two groups, one from Mu's official residence and the other to monitor her.

She asked the Mujia guard.

The guard shook his head. "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao. We don't know where San Shao went. Why don't you call Jiang Xun and ask him, maybe he will know where San Shao is. "

"OK, give me Jiang Xun's number."

Having got Jiang Xun's number, Joan walked to the end of the corridor.

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