Ning Jiang thought about it and said, "I watched Chuchen grow up. He's a very cute kid."
"Did you see him grow up? Whose child? "
Ning Jiang shrugged. "I'm sorry, but it's not convenient for me to tell you about this."
Luo Hanshang snorted: "You really have a lot of secrets."
He started the car and drove away. Ning Jiang looked at his calm face and felt relieved.
It seemed like they didn't have anything to talk about.
"Right, you agreed to marry that kid when he grows up?"
"What?" Ning Jiang wondered.
"That brat wants to fight me one-on-one. He said that when he grows up, he will marry you as his wife."
Ning Jiang pursed her lips and smiled. "Really?"
"What? Did you really say that?"
"Someone joked around with him and asked if he wanted a wife. He said no because he wanted to marry me when he grew up."
Luo Hanshang disdained: "You're just a little kid, you actually know how to look at women."
Ning Jiang looked at him. Was he praising her?
"The jokes of children are usually more interesting."
"Hmph, what's so interesting about that? I feel like there's a problem with his family's adults' education. Such a small child, yet he wants to marry his wife."
Ning Jiang was speechless. "Chuchen is just a child, a child's childish words are always interesting. Just treat it as a joke and listen carefully. Why are you attacking his parents?"
Interesting? He was going to steal his wife from him. Where did this interest come from?
Luo Hanshang sent Ning Jiang to the building. After seeing her through the door, Luo Hanshang left first.
As soon as she got home, Ning Jiang immediately dialed Fu Zishu's number.
At this moment, Fu Zishu was playing with Little Rascal in the amusement park.
When Fu Zishu saw the call, he directly picked it up. However, just in case, he didn't say anything.
However, it was Ning Jiang who said, "Zishu, where are you?"
"It really is you. Why was your phone with Luo Hanshang just now?"
"Luo Hanshang didn't leave last night. Today, he sent me to the cemetery again. When I was cleaning my dad's grave, he put his school bag on his car."
"He stayed with you?" Fu Zishu thought of a long action movie.
Ning Jiang said, "Don't think too much of it. We didn't do anything, so he just drank too much and went over to my place. I couldn't chase him away, but I was afraid of making a ruckus, so I let him be."
"This man didn't do it on purpose, right?"
Ning Jiang said, "I don't know. I never understood him. He said that he just received a call from Chuchen. Chuchen didn't say anything wrong, did he?"
Speaking of this, Fu Zishu said complacently, "Luckily I taught him well. This kid is smart and didn't say anything. But it seems like this kid's initial impression of Luo Hanshang is very poor."
Ning Jiang felt a sense of loss in her heart when she heard this.
It was said that there was telepathic co
ection between father and son. She wondered if Luo Hanshang had a good impression of Chuchen.
Thinking back to what he said in the car today, about what happened five years ago, she felt a little conflicted.
If he had come to the Dumpling Hall instead of going to the hospital five years ago that night, perhaps the outcome would have been completely different.
To be honest, she was ru
ing away with the ball like this, so Luo Hanshang had missed out on the child's pregnancy and growth. If he knew, how would he feel?
There were some things that she really didn't dare to think too deeply about.
"Zishu, Mingmei wants to meet Chuchen. I'll take her to meet you guys, and I also want to introduce Mingmei to you."
"The child is currently playing quite happily in the amusement park. If I take him away, he might not be willing. With your current state, can you come out? If I get caught by the media, I'm afraid I'll be very a
oyed. "
Ning Jiang thought for a moment and said, "Then ??" We'll meet in the afternoon. After you guys have had enough fun in the afternoon, bring Chuchen to my place. At that time, I will also invite Mingmei to my house so that there won't be any problems. "
"What if Luo Hanshang messes with you again? Let's go straight to Hyatt. "At that time, I will not go. I will go to the company in the afternoon. There will be a meeting and I will get to know Ye Mingmei. I am not in a hurry for this."
Ning Jiang nodded, "Alright, I understand. Then, I'll take Mingmei to Ai Yue first. When the time comes, just send someone to send Chuchen over."
After the agreement was made, Ning Jiang called Ye Mingmei.
After lunch, Ye Mingmei went to Ning Jiang's home early.
Due to Song Minghui's presence, the two best friends didn't have enough to talk about yesterday.
Now that there were no outsiders around, the two of them lay on the bed and chatted affectionately for more than two hours.
Around three o'clock, Fu Zishu called Ning Jiang and told her that the child had left.
Only then did Ning Jiang and Ye Mingmei move out together.
The two of them arrived at the clubhouse. Chuchen arrived in less than ten minutes.
In Fu Family, Chuchen's dressing had changed, and he now had the bearing of a gentleman from a wealthy family.
As soon as he entered, he looked at Ye Mingmei, who was sitting on the sofa, and said, "Hello, Auntie Mingmei."
Ye Mingmei was overjoyed when she saw this pretty face. She ran to Chuchen's side and crouched down to grab his shoulders.
"Wow, my Chuchen is way too handsome."
Being praised by Ye Mingmei, Chuchen felt a little embarrassed.
He looked at Ning Jiang and snickered, "Da Jiang'er, am I from Auntie Mingmei's home?"
Ning Jiang said, "Aunt Mingmei said that she wants to acknowledge you as her foster son. Are you willing?"
Chuchen looked at Ye Mingmei and said, "I'm willing, but since Auntie Mingmei is so good-looking, of course I'm willing."
"Wow ??" Ye Mingmei happily pinched Chuchen's cheeks again. "Little guy, why are you so cute? You're too much fun."
Ning Jiang said in a speechless ma
er, "Alright, woman, don't pinch the face of a handsome boy like Chuchen. Come over and sit."
Jing pulled Chuchen to the side of the sofa. She took out a gift from her bag and handed it to Chuchen.
Chuchen asked, "Aunt Mingmei, can I open it?"
"Of course you can, but you're already my godson, so shouldn't you call me godmother?"
Chuchen chuckled, "Mom, then I'll open it."
He couldn't wait to open the gift box. Inside was a limited edition model of a assembled sports car.
Ye Mingmei asked, "Do you like it?"
Chuchen hurriedly nodded. "I like it. I like it very much."
As he spoke, he began to assemble them on the table.
Ning Jiang said to Ye Mingmei, "This kid loves cars the most."
Ye Mingmei felt that her present was a success and she was happy about it.
"What's Chuchen's name? It's my first love, but it's still early morning."
"It's not morning, it's a sincere way of getting out of bed, an honest and sincere way of saying it."
"What's your name? It doesn't seem like what you'd call a science student anymore."
Ning Jiang chuckled. "I probably did the right one."
As soon as she finished, her cell phone rang.
When she saw that it was Fu Zishu, Ning Jiang said, "Zishu, are you done?"
"Jiang Er, something's happened."
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