Sweet Wife and Adorable Baby: Jin Shaochong

Jian Tangtang quietly listened to Bai Yicha's narration about going with that man bit by bit, the more she listened, the more her heart ached.

She rubbed Bai Yicha's head comfortingly, the tears in her eyes had dried up, and those eyes were dim, like stars that lost their light.

The more Bai Yicha talked, the more Jian Tangtang felt that the man was scum, and the more resentment he felt in his heart.

Why promise so much when you can't give anything.

I don't know how long it has passed, Bai Yicha's crying gradually subsided, and she gradually fell asleep in Jian Tangtang's arms, with wet tears still hanging on her face.

Jian Tangtang sighed, and after making sure that Bai Yicha was fast asleep, she slowly got up, put her on the sofa, and found a woolen blanket to cover her up.

Even if there is an air conditioner in the studio, it will still be cold after sleeping soundly without a quilt.

The night was thick and cloudy, and the heavy snow that had been falling all day gradually stopped.

Jian Tangtang returned to the studio and put the mutton magnolia flower hairpin she brought back in the afternoon on the workbench, calmed down and prepared for work.

"Ding—" the phone rang a text message alert.

Jian Tangtang frowned, put down the jade hairpin in her hand, and picked up the mobile phone on the corner of the table.

[Tangtang, I'm waiting for you at the western restaurant on the second floor of Xinguang—Su Luo. ]
Jian Tangtang's complexion changed instantly, and some irritability welled up in her heart, and she quickly tapped on the screen with her nimble fingertips.

[Su Luo, I think we should not meet for the time being...]
Jian Tangtang's typing hands paused, remembering the scene of meeting Su Luo today, and what Su Luo and Bai Yicha said, sighed, deleted the information just typed, put away the magnolia hairpin, and glanced at the sleeping Bai Yicha on the sofa outside.

She wanted to go to Su Luo and ask about Bai Yicha and Ning Fengzhi.

In the cold night of deep winter, Beiyang City was covered with white snow. The cold wind blew up Jian Tangtang's hair from the sideburns and got into her neck. Take a taxi and drive to the agreed place.

After more than half an hour, we arrived at Xinguang Plaza.

Su Luo, who was sitting by the window on the second floor, saw Jian Tangtang coming out of the taxi at a glance, his heart trembled immediately, his tense nerves were slowly relaxed, and a faint smile and rejoicing appeared on the corners of his mouth.

He thought she wouldn't come...

And Jian Tangtang, who got out of the car, seemed to feel something, raised her head and looked towards the second floor, her two gazes collided, under the dim light, her pale cheeks glowed softly, but those clear eyes were full of coldness .

Su Luo's joyful heart suddenly turned cold to the bottom, and he sat uneasy in his seat.

How should he explain it before Tangtang can forgive him...

"Tangtang, you're here..." Su Luo looked at Jian Tangtang who was coming, stood up and stretched out his hand towards her.

Jian Tangtang lowered her eyes, glanced at Su Luo's outstretched hand, and sat down opposite him.

Su Luo stretched out his hand in embarrassment, and remained silent for a while, with a slightly bitter self-mockery in his tone: "Tangtang, are you still angry with me?"

"As I said, there is nothing to be angry between us. You want to help your friends, and I want to protect Chacha. We are all for our own friends, and there is nothing wrong." Jian Tangtang looked at Su Luo indifferently, with eyes There are faint ripples.

"Tangtang..." Su Luo smiled wryly.

Jian Tangtang frowned, feeling a little heavy, "I just came here to ask, what exactly did you find?"

"The Ning family in Haicheng is a powerful family that takes everything black and white." Su Luo lowered his face and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "Ning Fengzhi is Ning Tianying's son and the future successor of the Ning family."