The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

Ji Jinchuan looked like the man of the house.

Ning Churou avoided looking, "There is a bed, but there are not enough quilts."

If summer is okay, it's almost November now and it's still raining, so I definitely need to cover myself with a quilt.

"Brother Yan, what should I do?" Qi Si Yao asked.

Zhan Junyan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

I used to think that money was everything, but now a few wealthy people know that there are things that money can't do.

"Otherwise, let's do this." Li Wanxuan suddenly said.

Everyone looked at her.

Li Wanyan looked at Zhu Qingyu and said, "Qingqing, come and stay with me at Sister Qiu's place. It's not that far anyway."

I can only trouble Sister Qiu again.

Zhu Qingyu said, "I can."

The face of someone who wanted to sleep with his wife darkened, but in the end he didn't say anything against it.

……

The next day.

A radio sound woke up the people on the bed.

Opening his eyes, Ji Jinchuan was stunned for a moment when he saw the unfamiliar environment.

When he remembered something, he immediately sat up and looked around.

"Xiaorou."

"A small speech."

There was no response, Ji Jinchuan's eyes that were not yet clear were filled with panic.

Ji Jinchuan ran outside without even putting on his shoes or coat. He searched around the house.

"Xiaorou, Xiaoci, where are you?"

The hoarse voice was stained with sadness and pain.

Ji Jinchuan searched every place in the house and went out to look at the yard, but he didn't see the figure he wanted.

His heart grew colder inch by inch.

Ji Jinchuan fell to the ground, as if he had lost his soul.

The eyes were red as if they were bloodshot, and the face looked painful.

Did he lose Xiaorou again?

Or did he just have a short and beautiful dream?

The heavy downpour last night didn't end until five o'clock in the morning, so the ground was dirty and wet at the moment.

Ji Jinchuan's pants quickly became soaked, but he didn't care at all.

No, it was probably what he cared about that attracted all his attention.

The harsh radio sound finally stopped, leaving only Ji Jinchuan's heartbroken voice.

His whole body seemed to be empty.

The air was obviously fresh, but he couldn't breathe.

This blow was too great. Ji Jinchuan was wrapped in sadness for a while and could not think about anything else.

Suddenly, a "clang~" sounded.

Ji Jinchuan raised his eyes and saw Ning Churou holding her son with one hand and pushing open the courtyard door with the other.

For Ji Jinchuan, this scene was like a beam of light shining on him who was trapped in darkness.

"Dad." Chu Ci broke away from his mother's hand and ran towards his father.

Ning Churou paused on the spot.

The four eyes met each other, and there were thousands of things hidden in each eye.

"Xiao Ci, the road is slippery, please slow down." Ning Churou first looked away.

After hearing what his mother said, Chu Ci's speed slowed down a bit.

"dad."

Ji Jinchuan came back to his senses when his little hand was placed on his arm.

"Xiao Ci, where have you been?"

Chu Ci answered obediently: "My mother and I went to see off the handsome uncle and the beautiful aunt."

"Dad, why are you sitting on the floor?"

"Have you been in the sky for too long that you can't walk and fall?"

Chu Ci asked somewhat naively.

Ji Jinchuan had just met his son, so of course Ji Jinchuan had to maintain a good image in front of his son.

He slowly squatted up and said with a smile: "Yes, the road in the sky will not be slippery. Dad fell down without paying attention."

"Then dad, let me hold your hand today." Chu Ci's little hand took Ji Jinchuan's hand.

Ji Jinchuan touched his son's cheek and said, "Thank you, Xiao Ci."

Chu Ci smiled happily, then turned to look at his mother who had not followed him and shouted: "Mom, come here quickly."

With her mother and father here, Chu Ci couldn't be happier.

"Mom will be here soon." Ning Churou closed the courtyard door.

She took a deep breath before turning around and walking over.

Ji Jinchuan stood up slowly, looking straight at her with his eyes.

Ning Churou felt uncomfortable.

After all, after so many years, everything familiar has become unfamiliar.

Ning Churou's pace was slow at first, but then she picked up her pace because she didn't want his eyes to stay on her for too long.

"Mom, please slow down, don't fall down like dad."

Ning Churou smiled at her son, "Mom won't fall."

As soon as she approached, Chu Ci took her hand.

Then Chu Ci's cheering voice sounded, "Wow~ I can also hold the hands of my parents at the same time like other children."

Ning Churou lowered her head to look at her son's hand holding her, then gently raised her eyelids to look at his other hand.

This scene of a family of three holding hands has appeared in Ning Churou's mind many times.

This moment finally became a reality.

But too many unknowns made her not very happy, but instead made her a lot more troubled.

She must find a chance to tell him clearly as soon as possible.

"Let's go have breakfast first." Ning Chu said judiciously.

"it is good."

After finally regaining it, Ji Jinchuan naturally did what she said.

The three returned to the house.

Ning Churou looked at the dirt on his body and said, "Mr. Zhan brought you some clothes. You go and change them first."

The people from the Zhanjun Banquet came over early in the morning and brought several people's clothes. Ji Jinchuan was not awake at that time.

Because he had a fever last night.

There was an injury on the body, but it was left untreated after being exposed to the rain, and the wound became inflamed.

Ning Churou took care of him all night.

"Okay." Ji Jinchuan still didn't take his eyes away from Ning Churou.

When Ning Churou saw this, she gently pulled her hand away from her son, "I'll serve the rice."

She walked for a while and Ji Jinchuan was still looking in the direction of the kitchen.

"Dad, go change your clothes quickly, or you'll get sick." Chu Ci shook Ji Jinchuan's hand.

"Then Xiao Ci, wait for me here. Dad will be here soon." Ji Jinchuan touched Chu Ci's head and said.

"Okay." Chu Ci agreed readily.

Because in his opinion, Uncle Shuai and the others were gone, and his father would not leave without a car.

Ji Jinchuan quickly changed his clothes and came out. A bowl of porridge and a stir-fry dish were already placed on the table.

But she was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Ci, where is your mother?"

Chu Ci still answered obediently: "Mom said it rained heavily last night and she went to the fields to see if the vegetables she grew were okay."

His son would believe this, but how could Ji Jinchuan not know that she was avoiding him.

It doesn't matter, he will get her back.

Ji Jinchuan sat down and said, "Xiao Ci, do you still eat?"

Chu Ci shook his head, "I've eaten it. Dad, you can eat it."

Ji Jinchuan didn't say anything else, just lowered his head and started eating.

He had already remembered that he had a fever last night, so he had to eat something to replenish his energy. Otherwise, how could he persuade her to come back to him?

Even though he only ate plain porridge and side dishes, Ji Jinchuan felt endlessly satisfied.

After spending a few minutes to finish breakfast, Ji Jinchuan asked his son to take him to his mother.