The handsome little boy who was already crying was tied up in the arms of the cold woman, who was patting the boy's back to comfort him.

After that, the woman pulled the boy out of her arms, and wiped the tears on the boy's face with a tissue.

I don't know what to say, the two just laughed like this, looking very warm.

Jing Yihong narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of deep meaning flashed through his eyes, and it was fleeting, leaving only a touch of thought in his eyes, as well as some imperceptible sadness and suddenness.

In fact, since investigating the hotel that day, Jing Yihong sent someone to follow Ruan Qianya secretly, reporting to him what she did every day.

Today, someone reported that she had a conflict with someone at the gate of the kindergarten. He didn't want to come, but in the end he changed his mind and asked someone to bring him here.

But he didn't expect those troublemakers to have left when he arrived.

Jing Yihong looked away from those two people, but saw many people around them looking at their mother and son, pointing and pointing, with contempt on their faces.

His eyes shrank slightly, and some strange emotions spread in his heart. By the time he realized it, he had already sat on the wheelchair that his assistant had placed outside the car, and slowly approached the two of them.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of Ruan Qianya, she was a little stunned, raised her head in a daze, and saw Jing Yihong frowning at her.

He only heard him utter four heavy words softly, "Come home with me!"

Family?Does she have a home?

Ruan Qianya shook her head with a wry smile, and shifted her gaze to the slender, white hand with well-defined bones.

From her angle, you can see the shallow lines on it, and under the reflection of the sun, it gives people a warm and down-to-earth feeling for no reason.

That warmth slowly eroded into Ruan Qianya's heart bit by bit.

By coincidence, Ruan Qianya held the hand and stood up with his strength.

Obviously the person who pulled her up couldn't stand up by himself, but at that moment, Ruan Qianya still felt inexplicable power pouring into her limbs and bones when she clasped her hands together.

"Why are you here?" Ruan Qianya asked when what was about to break out of the ground.

Then he calmly withdrew his hand from Jing Yihong's and took a step back before standing still.

At this time, both of them returned to their calm and peaceful appearance.

Jing Yihong didn't answer Ruan Qianya's words, but instead set his eyes on Guoguo who was standing beside her, his eyes were deep and dark.

Ruan Qianya was a little nervous. Although her marriage with Jing Yihong was a cooperation, Guoguo was also an uncertain factor in this marriage. She was really afraid that Jing Yihong would say something bad because of anger.

However, what Ruan Qianya didn't know was that even though she was so worried, Guoguo, who was held in her arms, was looking at Jing Yihong curiously, without any fear at all.

The three of them were silent, Jing Yihong turned his gaze to Ruan Qianya, then glanced around, and said, "If you still want to be treated like a monkey here, I don't mind."

After finishing speaking, Jing Yihong rolled the wheelchair to leave, Ruan Qianya was silent, ignored Jing Yihong's sarcasm, and followed.

Not long after, the three arrived home.

Ruan Qianya looked at the living room in front of her, and found that there were only some fixed furniture in the whole living room, which seemed a bit empty, and everything was black, which looked solemn, but also a bit lonely.

Ruan Qianya looked around, and already had a general understanding of Jing Yihong's daily life in her heart.

"Mummy, where is this? Who was that uncle just now? Why did he have a dark face all the way, he looks so scary."

As she said that, Guoguo shrank and leaned against Ruan Qianya, with lingering fears in her heart.

Ruan Qianya didn't know how to introduce Jing Yihong to Guoguo, she had already obtained a certificate with him, and Guoguo was her son.

For a moment, Ruan Qianya hesitated.

At this time, Jing Yihong came out from the inside, with a boxy medicine box on his lap, slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at the two who were whispering, and then sighed: "Why don't you sit down?"

After saying that, he put the medicine box on the small table in front of the sofa, Brick looked at Guoguo, and said, "Come here, I'll give you the medicine."

Hearing this, Guoguo leaned back behind Ruan Qianya in fear, pursed the corners of her mouth, did not speak, and just secretly looked at Jing Yihong.

Ruan Qianya was a little surprised, the villain behind her was holding her legs tightly, she knew in her heart that Jing Yihong's always cold face probably scared him.

She thought for a while, looked at Jing Yihong, and said softly, "Why don't I help Guoguo apply the medicine?"

Jing Yihong raised his eyebrows and looked at Ruan Qianya, "Aren't you injured yourself? You'd better give yourself medicine honestly."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Guoguo and said, "Are you a man?"

Although Guoguo hesitated, she still nodded.

"In that case, what are these?"

Jing Yihong stopped looking at Guoguo after leaving this sentence, but opened the medicine box, and took out iodine and cotton swabs from inside.

Ruan Qianya could feel that Guoguo, who was holding her tightly with both hands just now, had let go of her hand, and then, although it was still a little slow, it passed.

She knew that Guoguo was not a very naughty child, but she didn't like to get close to strangers. She didn't expect Jing Yihong's simple words to persuade Guoguo, which surprised Ruan Qianya.

Shaking her head silently, she stopped thinking about it and walked over.

In order to protect Guoguo, Ruan Qianya withstood the force of the woman pushing him, and finally her arms hit the ground first, but fortunately, it was just a scratch.

She glanced at Jing Yihong, who was lowering her head and carefully rubbing the medicine on Guoguo. From her angle, she could just see Jing Yihong's long eyelashes, like cattail fan, casting a shadow neatly, making this cold The man is much gentler for no reason.

As if aware of the scorching gaze, Jing Yihong raised his head, and the two happened to meet each other's eyes.

Jing Yihong's eyes were pitch black, and there seemed to be a bottomless vortex hidden inside, trying to suck Ruan Qianya into it mercilessly.

Ruan Qianya coughed as if to cover up, and turned her eyes away. Jing Yihong didn't say anything, but lowered his head and continued to seriously apply the medicine to Guoguo.

She walked up to the two of them and sat down, picked up the iodine inside and began to disinfect herself.

After a while, the injury on Guoguo's hand was healed. He raised his head to look at Ruan Qianya, seeing her strange posture, he couldn't help laughing.

"Mommy, let me paint it for you."

After speaking, Guoguo was about to stand up and go to Ruan Qianya's side, but before she got up, Jing Yihong pushed her down on the sofa and sat down.

"You still have injuries on your hands, you sit down obediently, and I'll help Mommy with medicine."

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