Sweet Wife and Adorable Baby: Jin Shaochong

"Remember Mibao's child, I want to ask you to check Mibao's mother for me. I want to know if there is any relationship between me and Mibao that I don't know..." Jian Tangtang said tiredly, When Jin Nuochen heard about the relationship between himself and Mibao, a strange feeling arose in his mind.

And she loves Mibao from the bottom of her heart, how could she not be moved when she saw that face similar to her own.

Hearing Jian Tangtang's request, Su Luo frowned and couldn't get rid of it.

"Jian Tangtang, you want to dismiss me, don't you want me to interfere in today's affairs!" Su Luo's voice was a little warm and angry.

"...No." Jian Tangtang choked, she did have this selfishness, but she really wanted to know if there were any unknown things between herself, Mibao and Mibao's mother.

"Su Luo, please, I don't want Mibao to become the reason for me to quarrel with the Jin family, and I don't want my aunt and the others to threaten me with this and do some bad things in my name." Jian Tangtang's soft voice , more prayers.

"...Okay, I'll check." Su Luo agreed sullenly, thinking about it.

Jian Tangtang breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Su Luo, and hung up the phone.

Jian Tangtang took a deep breath, supported the cold wall, and stood up slowly. After squatting for too long, her feet were already a little numb. After venting to Su Luo, her heavy heart finally eased a little.

She wiped away the tears on her face, thinking of the man's stern face, her whole body trembled, she gritted her teeth and walked towards Mo Qingyun's ward.

The affairs of the Jin family are not over yet...

Mo Qingyun was already awake, while Jian Tangtang stood stiffly at the door, helpless, "Jin, Aunt Jin..."

"Hmph, are you disappointed that I'm fine!" Seeing Jian Tangtang, Mo Qingyun blushed angrily, and hideous veins appeared on his forehead.

"Aunt Qing, don't get excited! The doctor said you've just passed the critical period!" Chen Xin immediately comforted Mo Qingyun, stroking Mo Qingyun's chest with soft, boneless hands.

"Qingyun, take a good rest first, don't get angry again, we will take care of other things." Jin Qian glanced at Jian Tangtang sideways, took Mo Qingyun's hand and patted it reassuringly.

"Jian Tangtang, you shouldn't have come." Jin Nuochen stepped forward, grabbed Jian Tangtang's wrist, and dragged him out.

Jian Tangtang was in pain, her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her wrist was in pain as if it was about to be pinched.

Jin Nuochen's deep eyes fell on her red and swollen face, and he flickered slightly, "Why, are you pretending to be pitiful and innocent again?"

"Jin Shao, what happened today is my fault! I don't have any opinion on how you want to deal with it." Jian Tangtang's indifferent eyes rested on the man's handsome face, his eyes suddenly blurred, and his mind was filled with chaos. The blurred face in Nian Li's dream, for a moment, the two faces overlapped, Jian Tangtang looked at him absent-mindedly, felt a stabbing pain in his head, and his face was instantly pale as paper.

She lowered her head in pain, and curled up sadly. In the night like thick ink, the man was completely black, walking towards her with bloody feet on the ground. Jian Tangtang embraced her body in horror, trembling.

"Don't...don't...don't kill him, please don't kill him..."

The ravings in the dream blurted out, Jin Nuochen's back suddenly tensed, and the big palm that was imprisoned on Jian Tangtang's wrist was quietly released...