The president's beloved dumb wife

As soon as I read it, I shook my head blankly: "the car stopped, my mother got off to check, and I fell asleep. When I woke up again, I was in the arms of my aunt in the convenience store..."

"Well, do you remember when I read? After my mother stopped the car, did you pass by other cars? Do you remember what those cars looked like and what color?"

On reading, he tilted his head and thought for a while: "yes, there are many cars passing by, black, red, white, many, many, many, many, big cars, and cars like mom..."

Xiao dingxun couldn't help laughing and shook his head: "OK, uncle knows. It's great to read. I remember so much."

I couldn't help but carry my small chest. I was very proud.

"Uncle Xiao, take you back."

A read holding Xiao dingxun's finger, the two began to walk back.

"Mom and Ann will be back tomorrow?"

"I'll be back soon..."

"If mom doesn't come back, grandma will cry and get sick. Sometimes grandpa and grandma are sad, and sometimes grandpa is also sad. It's also sad to read..."

Xiao dingxun listened to Yinian's broken thoughts. The deepest part of his heart gradually filled with sour pain. He bent down and picked Yinian up: "Yinian is good, mom and Ann will be back soon. Believe uncle Xiao, okay?"

A read nodded and gently touched the white gauze on Xiao dingxun's head: "Uncle Xiao, does it still hurt?"

The little girl couldn't hide the pain in her eyes. Xiao dingxun only felt a sudden sour in her eyes. He couldn't help but hold on to it, shook his head and said in a dumb voice, "Uncle Xiao doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you for reading."

A read gently held Xiao dingxun's face, kissed him gently on the white gauze, and blew again: "mom said that the wound would not hurt. When mom came back, let mom make uncle Xiao Hibiscus chicken soup..."

Xiao dingxun couldn't help smiling: "OK, but your mother is very angry now. Uncle Xiao doesn't dare let your mother make soup for me."

"I told my mother that my mother would promise me anything. Don't worry."

He lifted his jaw proudly, held Xiao dingxun's handsome face, and read: "by the way, uncle Xiao, when your wound grows, you must remember to apply ointment, or you will have scars. Uncle Xiao is so handsome. If you have scars on your face, it will be bad..."

"OK, uncle Xiao will remember."

When she nodded with satisfaction, she suddenly thought of something, and the little girl's eyes lit up: "By the way, uncle Xiao, at that time, you go to my mother and ask for a small green bottle of ointment. My grandmother said, this ointment is good. My mother was injured on her face before. It was only by applying this ointment that she didn't leave a scar. My mother cherished those ointments. At home in Switzerland, I once secretly saw my mother shrink the small green bottle in the dresser drawer..."

Xiao dingxun's ear seemed to burst open. He couldn't hear anything.

As soon as he read what he was still talking about, there was only one sentence that kept echoing in his mind: my mother was injured on her face before. It was this ointment that didn't leave a scar

Su Sheng... Has she ever been hurt on her face?

He remembered that there was a deep scar on ah Sheng's face. Xiao Pingsheng and he had sent ah Sheng's scar removing ointment, green crystal clear small bottle and a small bottle as big as his thumb, which cost hundreds of thousands, and it was very difficult to buy.

"Uncle Xiao, uncle Xiao?"

Yinian grabbed Xiao dingxun's hand and shook it several times: "Uncle Xiao, why did you ignore it?"

Xiao dingxun came back to himself bit by bit. He took a deep breath, looked at it and whispered, "do you remember what those green bottles look like?"

On reading, he tilted his head and thought, pulled up Xiao dingxun's hand and said, "it's almost as big as Uncle Xiao's thumb, but it looks good. I wanted to steal it out several times, but my mother's drawer is locked..."

"Well, do you know where the wound on my mother's face is?"

A read held Xiao dingxun's face to the left and looked again, then pointed to a place on his face and said: "it seems to be here, but the wound on his mother's face can't see the scar, so I can't remember clearly..."

Xiao dingxun looked at the childish and lovely little girl in front of him. He couldn't help hugging her and kissed her gently on the cheek: "it's great to read. I remember so many things and can speak so clearly, especially great!"

As soon as he read, he hugged his neck and spoiled: "does uncle Xiao like it?"

"Of course, I like it very much."

"If only uncle Xiao had read his father..."

The little girl was still happy, but suddenly she didn't know what she thought and was a little frustrated: "my father doesn't know when he will come back. Will he like it when he comes back and sees it?"

"Yes, no one will not like it..."

Xiao dingxun hugged the little girl in his arms and said seriously.

The car galloped through the bustling night of Kyoto, shuttling every inch with brilliant lights.

After Xiao dingxun got on the bus, he never said a word again.

Song Qiao did not dare to say much. He could only take a sneak look at Xiao dingxun in the rearview mirror from time to time.

But there were not too many emotional ups and downs on his face, just like a heavy heart under his eyes.

When the car was approaching the Xiao family's old house, he suddenly raised his hand to support the center of his eyebrows and smiled.

Song Qiao couldn't help looking back: "President Xiao

Xiao dingxun shook his head slightly: "I'm fine."

When he was in Xiluo village, he was just skeptical, but when he just read those unintentional childish words, he believed most of them.

Su Sheng is probably the little mute ah Sheng in those days.

If Su Sheng is a Sheng, many things that originally sound incredible have reasonable answers.

After Xiao dingxun smiled, he leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.

God shouldn't have let him see again. He should have been blind all his life.

Yes, he was blind and blind. It was Xiao dingxun who deserved to die.

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"Qiao Jingming! What are you going to do? I want to see Yu'an. Now I must see Yu'an immediately. Get out of the way!"

Yu Xiaoxiao looked haggard and spoke sharply to Qiao Jingming.

This is the fourth day that Xiao and an and Su Sheng disappeared.

The whole of Kyoto is like heavy dark clouds pressing on the top. It's stuffy and breathless.

And Yu Xiaoxiao, like the frightened bird under the top of the dark cloud, was frightened and flustered to the extreme.

Zhao Ru saw that she was wrong and forced her to ask what had happened to her. She was too flustered and uncertain at the bottom of her heart. She had to tell Zhao Ru that she asked Qiao Jingming to go to the black market to find a professional killer to kidnap Yu Sheng.