Han Yulong's little assistant

"Pick up someone?" Jin Zaizhong blinked and wondered, "Where?" In China, with such a tense expression, could it be that he is an important friend?

First love?

"TRAIN STATION."

Almost gnashing her teeth, An Ran spat out these three words, don't ask her why a person who should be practicing for her first concert in Korea at this moment suddenly appears at the Shanghai Railway Station? !

Ah, did he come by train?

Ah, no!

When will there be a train from Seoul to Shanghai?

TRAIN STATION? !

Could it be true...

Jin Zaizhong became tense for an instant, and was at a loss for what to do. How did this delicate feeling of meeting his father-in-law and mother-in-law come from?

No, it shouldn't be in this mood; it should be the mother-in-law seeing her son-in-law—

Not right either!

Ah, who the hell is that kid who abducted his precious sister while he was away? !

Just when An Ran was driving He Yichen's car to the train station, Quan Zhilong was huddling on the bench not far from the train station entrance, rubbing his hands and staring at the crowds coming and going, waiting His little assistant came to adopt him, and he looked so pitiful.

At this time, a little girl dressed as a doll passed by him with a steaming sausage in her hand. Perhaps it was because the girl was too cute that aroused his daughter's silly factor in his heart, or it was the girl's hand. Grilled sausage, Quan Zhilong gulped, turned his head to look at the small stall not far away, and rubbed his hands again:

Ah-gu, I'm so hungry...

It can only be said that Quan Zhilong's IQ is flawed because he only thinks about his assistant!

It was a bit cold in Shanghai in late October. Quan Zhilong came here in a hurry and didn't wear thicker clothes. At this moment, he just felt hungry and cold, and the ball with his legs hugged tightly looked more and more depressed and pitiful!

Just when Quan Zhilong was rubbing his legs to keep warm last time, a stylishly dressed aunt passed by him, threw a piece of paper that looked like a life coin in front of him, and then left?

Quan Zhilong lowered his head, hurriedly picked up the banknote in his arms with the number '5' written on it, then raised his head to look at the distant figure, puzzled:

A-Gu, he was thrown money just now?

Does he look like a beggar?

Suddenly a certain leader was a little tangled, and carefully looked at his armament, black coat, woolen hat, raised his hand and touched his chin hidden in the collar, there was indeed stubble...

This question has not been entangled in his mind for a minute, Quan Zhilong picked up the banknotes in his arms and ran to a small stall to buy a hot sausage, but he didn't know that this appearance happened to be rushed An Ran looked at it thoroughly.

It was very sad to see that pitiful look, especially the scene where he was treated as a homeless man and thrown money. He was always very proud, but he was treated as a beggar because of his good face?

What a black history that hurt self-esteem?

The moment the sadness just bubbled up, he was completely killed by his next step in the next second, and the corner of his mouth twitched and walked away.

At this time, Quan Zhilong, who hadn't even noticed that the little assistant had arrived, happily returned to the bench with two sausages, swallowed, blew on the steaming sausages, and opened his mouth——

bite!

The line of sight drifts, a couple who are about to separate at the gate of the train station are saying goodbye reluctantly, the man is sticking to the woman's big belly and seems to be talking about something, Quan Zhilong is eating and grilling sausage, looking at the woman with some envy Stomach, even looking at the man with a little envy and hatred:

Ah-gut, that belly must be a daughter, it must be a chubby daughter!

It seemed that he had already seen the chubby little baby rushing towards him for a hug, Quan Zhilong became more and more sad, and after envying and hating, he looked at the man with a strong inquiring look in his eyes, and scanned Looking at his clothes and the suitcase beside him:

This man doesn't look like one-tenth of his size. Think he is so handsome and rich as the 'dominant president' but lost to a man who has to leave his hometown when his daughter is about to die?

This unscientific? !