The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"It seems that she did something wrong." Ling Ciye reached out and patted his back. "I want to open something."

"take things too hard."

Seeing the little head sticking out of the door, Ling Ci beckoned at him, "Little ghost head, come in quickly to persuade your father."

"What happened to my dad?" Jin Yizhen came in.

"Your dad is sick."

"Uncle, can my heart disease be cured? In which hospital can I be optimistic?"

Ling Ci patted his little head at night, "Only the hospital of your mommy can be optimistic. Come and comfort your dad. Uncle will go back now."

When he went out, Jin Yi curled up in Dad's ear. "Dad, are you uncomfortable in your heart, I will rub it for you."

Jin Qingyan lay flat again, "then rub it for dad."

He stretched out his small hand, sitting on the position of Dad's chest, and gently rubbed, "Why did Uncle Shi Ye say that only mummy can be cured, father, do you miss mummy, mum is fast I'm back. "

Jin Qing said nothing, and his heart-burning feeling was suppressed because of his son's words.

Looking at this little face almost identical to himself, he held his son in his arms.

"Tomorrow is your birthday. Remember when Dad told you?"

"I'll be with my father all day," Jin Yichen replied.

"Well, from tomorrow morning until night, I will always be with my dad, and my dad will be with you."

"What about Mummy?" He asked, raising his small face. "Tomorrow is also my Mummy's birthday, who will accompany my Mummy?"

"Surely someone will accompany her." This remark showed the endless sourness in his heart.

"who is it."

"Dad doesn't know."

As soon as I said so, the text message prompt came.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at the screen. It was Xiaochi's number. Since the last time the two people were on the phone, An Xiaomeng called him several times, but he did n’t answer it and sent him a text message to explain. Although he watched, he did not change his mind.

To him, her explanation was like a disguise.

The text message was not sent by An Xiaomeng, but Xiaochi.

One thing was reported to him.

The content of the text message was as follows: [I just got the message that the late night, His Royal Highness asked the young lady to stand in his room every night, rest during the day, no need to follow, and the young lady's back waist wound has not completely recovered. ]

Jin Qingyan pursed her lips tightly and stared at the screen on the phone for half a while before returning a message to Xiaochi: [There is no need to report to me about your young grandma, including anything, and you do n’t have to let her Call me on your phone. ]

Soon a new message was sent from that end: [Yes. ]

Jin Qingyan put the phone aside and closed his eyes heavily.

Marriage hitting the reef was not only uncomfortable in his heart, An Xiaomen hadn't had a good rest for five days, especially when he couldn't reach him, she was even more anxious.

I can't eat any meals, and I can't sleep well.

But she didn't regret entering Qiuyutai. From now on, apart from being misunderstood, she was injured and hasn't really done anything beyond the line.

Why doesn't he believe her?

Doesn't he know what she is like?

Tomorrow is her and her son's birthday. It's July and a half.

She got up from the bed, stood in front of the window, and opened the window.

Lie down there with your head out, looking towards the other side, just looking at Tuoba Gucheng, who was also at the window.

An Xiaomen greeted him, "His Royal Highness ..."

"Ang." He responded casually.

"I want to go for a walk, can I?"

"Go ahead."

She said nothing more, closed the window and went out.

Out of the main room, when he was in the courtyard, he looked back subconsciously to the window on the second floor, and he was still there.

An Xiaomen retracted her eyes and walked slowly.

She was wearing a long skirt and a long linen jacket outside.

Wearing a pair of slippers on his feet.

Just out of the courtyard of Tuoba Gucheng.

The place she was going to was nothing else, Tuobashuo's house.

Before, he had stuck a note to himself, asking the two to meet alone, but he failed to do so.

An Xiaomen thinks that she will be on duty in Tuoba Gucheng's room tomorrow night. If she doesn't look for another opportunity this evening, it will be more difficult in the future.

So she came to Tuobashuo's house.

The people in the house saw her and ignored her in and out.

"How is your injury?" Tuobashuo saw her and asked.

"It's not a big deal now, it's not complete yet. After seeing that night, I won't have a chance until now. Starting tomorrow night, I will be on the night shift, rest during the day, and on duty at night."

"Duty night shift?" Tuoba Shuo asked, "Is it on duty at night?"

"Yes, in His Royal Highness's room."

"That's the case. Can you sit down?"

"Yes." She sat slowly on the futon and faced him.

"What's wrong with your eyes? Is it swollen?"

"Can you see it? It's okay not to sleep well recently."

"Even if you wear a mask, you can see it," Tuoba Shuo said. "Presumably you have no clue, but I got an important news a few days ago."

"what news?"

He came one by one, "My mother said that when Young Zhou was executed, it was the time I knew. Now it seems that your mother was your father ..."

Speaking of this, he paused, watching An Xiaomen's face look normal, and then continued, "After your mother was rescued by your dad that year, with you, it may be alive, maybe just locked up. After all, it ca n’t be announced to the world, we ca n’t rule out this possibility, and it ’s not good to find your dad right now. It ’s not good for finding the boat. Be stricter. "

"You're right." An Xiaomen's heart was chaotic. "But if you live, where can you hide?"

"The secret room." He said without hesitation, "I think you were sent out that year, it certainly wasn't your dad."

"Why so sure?"

"He is not such a ruthless person, so I guess Shi Xiaoyu also knows this. She said that your mother was cremated and the ashes were scattered in the sea. Maybe it is true, maybe it is not true. We have no way to determine this at this time. . "

"If he hadn't sent me out, wouldn't he have found me? After all, when he gave birth to a child, he should be clear."

"I don't know about it."

"What color do my mom like best?"

Tuobashuo fell into the memory, "Red, bright red clothes, her skin is white, she is slender, and she is not low. She looks very energetic when wearing red clothes. In my impression, she likes red the most."