Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

The smile on his face gradually widened, and Ye Jingshu squatted down to look Nic in the eye. "This is to help us time when mom can get here."

Nic said "Oh", so that's how it is. He hoped his mother would come soon.

Ye Jingshu zipped up his clothes for him and said, "Protect this gift."

Nic nodded.

Ye Jingshu nodded with satisfaction. When she was about to stand up, a strong wind blew in and blew off her veil. Her face suddenly felt cold. She couldn't help screaming. She wanted to chase the veil, but she was afraid of being seen, so she hurriedly covered her injured face.

"I'll help you pick it up."

Hearing this, Ye Jingshu covered half of her face and looked, only to see Nic running to the side happily, picking up the veil on the ground, and running back to hand it to Ye Jingshu.

Ye Jingshu frowned and looked at him. He just stared at her without blinking until she wanted to push him away, but she didn't. She took the veil from his hand and put it on quickly.

Feeling less anxious, Ye Jingshu looked at the little person in front of him and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Nic sat on the cushion next to him. "In fact, my mother also has a scar on her face. It's longer than yours."

He looked so innocent and exaggerated, gesticulating with his hands, which made Ye Jingshu want to laugh. But when she thought that the scar was caused by her, she couldn't help feeling proud.

Hiding her emotions, she asked coldly: "Do you think I'm ugly?"

Nic shook his head, "You can't judge a person by their appearance. A kind heart is the most beautiful."

Ye Jingshu snorted coldly. He learned to lie at such a young age. He was indeed a bastard taught by that bitch. "Don't you think the scar on my face is ugly? Scary?"

Nic shook his head again. "Being injured is painful, and leaving scars will affect your appearance and mood, but it's not your fault. The fault lies with the person who hurt you. We should pretend that we can't see this scar and make friends freely. Only in this way can we make true friends."

The slightly childish voice penetrated Ye Jingshu's heart so powerfully.

She sneered, her eyes full of mockery, "Your mother lied to you, this scar is just ugly."

Nic pouted, obviously unhappy, "Even if there is a scar, in my heart, my mother is still the most beautiful."

I don't know which word hurt Ye Jingshu's nerves. She pursed her lips tightly, trembling with anger, and smashed the things at hand into pieces like a madman. Because she used too much force, some fragments jumped up. She instinctively stretched out her hand to block it, and her palm hurt, and there was a shallow cut.

Just as her teeth were stuck even when she drank cold water, Ye Jingshu was filled with resentment. Just as she was about to explode, she caught a glimpse of Nic, who was hiding aside and shivering, and came over hesitantly. He took her injured hand with his chubby little hand and blew on it gently.

"What are you doing?!" Ye Jingshu looked at Nic with disgust.

Nic was obviously startled by the sudden roar, tears suddenly filled his eyes, and he said aggrievedly: "Mom said that if I blow on it, it won't hurt."

The nameless anger in her heart completely rushed out, and she couldn't tell what had angered her. Ye Jingshu pushed Nic away, and Nic sat down on the ground, unable to hold back any longer and burst into tears, "Auntie is a bad person, Auntie is a bad person."

Ye Jingshu sneered, ignored Nic who was sitting on the ground crying, picked up the phone and made a call.

At this time, Su Zimu and Jiang Huaizhou were sitting in the car waiting for news. Jiang Huaizhou was talking on the phone with Leng Mengmeng. She was quietly observing Jiang Huaizhou's expression, afraid that she would miss any news. The phone on her lap suddenly vibrated, scaring her.

She picked it up and took a look. It was a string of unfamiliar numbers. Jiang Huaizhou, who was on the phone, also turned his head to glance at her phone. The two of them made eye contact. Su Zimu took a deep breath and decisively pressed the answer button.

"Hello." Su Zimu said in a normal tone.

There was a light snort from the other end of the phone, and then a voice so familiar that she couldn't help but recall all kinds of painful scenes came: "My dear sister, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I wonder if you are not worried about your son, or if you are not as smart as I thought?"

His heart was churning, but Su Zimu suppressed his discomfort and said, "Nic is innocent, let him go."

Ye Jingshu glanced at Nic who was still sobbing and said with a smile: "I won't do anything to him... But if you are not ready to show up, I don't know if I will do anything."

"What on earth are you going to do?!" Su Zimu hated the feeling of having a blunt knife cut his flesh, so he would rather give it a quick death.

Ye Jingshu said: "Come here, I will release your son."

Before Su Zimu could answer, Jiang Huaizhou took over the call directly, and a deep voice rang out: "Xiao Shu, do you know what you are doing?"

Thinking of Jiang Huaizhou and Su Zimu being together, but not expecting to hear his voice so suddenly, Ye Jingshu's scalp tingled. No matter what time, his voice was always so fascinating.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Ye Jingshu said, "I know what I'm doing."

Jiang Huaizhou sighed shamelessly, "The child is innocent. I will try my best to satisfy you whatever you want."

If it were in the past, Jiang Huaizhou's slightly coaxing tone would have made her fall long ago, but now she was particularly sober, especially the scar on her face was aching slightly, as if reminding her that everything today was caused by him.

"You two must come to see me together, no one else."

Jiang Huaizhou said: "I want to hear the child's voice."

Ye Jingshu said: "He is fine, you don't have to worry. You don't have to believe me, it's up to you."

Ye Jingshu took the initiative to show them the way. It turned out that there was a small path leading up the mountain two kilometers ahead from where their car was parked.

"You have less than three hours." After saying this, the phone was hung up.

Su Zimu and Jiang Huaizhou both knew that this time, the other party was probably fully prepared. To a large extent, this was a trap, a trap that could take lives.

Jiang Huaizhou asked Leng Mengmeng and the police to withdraw. He really couldn't afford to take the risk. If anyone else was discovered, he was afraid that Ye Jingshu would directly hurt Nic.

Leng Mengmeng wanted to have someone quietly protect them in a hidden place, but Jiang Huaizhou rejected her idea. He could not accept even the slightest mistake. Even though Leng Mengmeng was anxious, she still retreated as Jiang Huaizhou wanted.

It was already completely dark, and the snow was falling heavier. The two of them traveled almost without stopping, and the two and a half hour journey was shortened to just two hours.

When the light from the wooden house appeared before their eyes, the two of them involuntarily clenched their hands and looked at each other.