Drifting Towards You

"You don't have to worry too much. There is an old saying in the ancients that children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. Moreover, they grew up together. It is because of what you used to be cruel, and they are inseparable." The secretary said.

An anxiety flashed through Ms. Jiang's eyes, and she slowly said, "I hope their affection is deep enough."

The secretary spoke again: "Look, Xiaoxiao posted a Weibo not long ago, and it has spread on the Internet now, and public opinion seems to have begun to reverse a bit."

Ms. Jiang took the phone and looked at it carefully. After a while, she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

On the other side, in the study.

There was a rare shock on Si Mocheng's calm face. He looked at the old man in disbelief, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

The old man looked directly at him with muddy eyes, and said solemnly: "You think about it yourself."

Si Mocheng was silent for a long time, and slowly said, "I see."

When the words fell, the old man Si didn't say much, got up and left.

When he came out of the study, Li Xiaoxiao quickly stood up and looked at him cautiously.

The old man glanced at the wound on her face, and left without a glance. As soon as he left, Li Xiaoxiao immediately ran into the study, and saw Simocheng sitting on the sofa in confusion, his face was not very good.

"What did Grandpa say? What's wrong with you?" Li Xiaoxiao asked nervously.

Only then did Si Mocheng come back to his senses, and met the concern under her eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly: "Xiaoxiao."

There is a faint sweetness on her body, like fruit candy, which is not greasy and smells good.

He lowered his head and buried it gently in her neck, she couldn't see his expression.

Li Xiaoxiao could feel the anxiety in him, not knowing what grandpa said to him.

She reached out and touched his head gently, and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, I've been there all the time."

Hearing this, his whole body became stiff.

The voice whispered: "Xiaoxiao, if..."

He spoke slowly, as if every word was extremely difficult.

A sense of confusion flashed across Li Xiaoxiao's eyes. After waiting for a while, he couldn't help but whispered, "If you don't want to say it, you can leave it alone."

Si Mocheng lowered his eyes and replied, "En."

The faint stubble rubbed her neck a little bit sore and itchy, she heard him speak in a low voice: "I won't let you go."

Li Xiaoxiao was puzzled, and asked softly: "Where am I going?"

He didn't answer, just sat holding her for a long time.

Soon after Ms. Jiang left, the secretary's cell phone rang.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Ms. Jiang and said, "Miss Tang Qiqiao from the Tang family wants to see you."

Ms. Jiang frowned, and said solemnly: "She is pretty courageous. When the Tang family does such a thing, she actually wants to see me at this juncture."

The secretary deliberatedly said: "For the time being, she is not sure whether she is aware that this incident was done by Tang Ziyan."

"Well, does Father Tang know." Ms. Jiang leaned on the back of the car seat and spoke lightly.

"The evidence has been sent to Old Man Tang, but the other party hasn't made a statement yet."

"I'll see you then." Ms. Jiang said slowly.

"Yes, from 2:30 to 3 in the afternoon, you have half an hour." The secretary checked the itinerary.

It's half past two in the afternoon.

Tang Qiqiao appeared in a box of a coffee shop on time, waiting for Ms. Jiang to arrive.

In order to make a good impression on Simocheng's mother, she carefully cleaned up herself, not being ostentatious or coquettish, everything was just right.