On the other side, Song Shiqin sat in the dim carriage, closing his eyes to rest.

After a while, as if he was thinking of something, he took out a black cell phone from his pocket.

The background of the lock screen of the mobile phone is a very ordinary blue sea pattern.

Because Chu Jin did not set a password, Song Shiqin easily entered the desktop.

Unexpectedly.

There are very few software on mobile phones, only one social networking and one financial investment.

The other software is almost all built by the mobile phone.

Song Shiqin couldn't help but be curious. A flowery girl like her usually loves beauty and attaches great importance to her appearance, but this person doesn't even have a selfie artifact on his mobile phone.

Song Shiqin's mouth curled slightly, his fingertips were gently slippery, and then he clicked on the album.

Although he knew it was very bad to spy on others like this, he was so curious about this girl.

He was eager to know what kind of person this girl was.

There are only a few dozen photos in the album, most of which are landscape pictures taken along.

There is also a photo of a middle-aged woman with a gentle temperament lying on the hospital bed.

Song Shiqin's fingers subconsciously paused, and her words echoed in his ears.

This is probably what she calls a vegetative mother.

Looking back, she was a photo of her drinking milk tea at a milk tea shop.

This is the only one of her own in the small number of photos.

This is a close-up shot, which can be seen. The person who took the photo of her was very close to her.

Under the camera, she smiled like a flower, and the light in her peach blossom eyes flowed, revealing a kind of cuteness of her little daughter.

It's hard to see.

It is definitely different from the cool temperament he saw in her.

Song Shiqin, who had seen all kinds of beauties, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dark light flashed through his dark eyes.

After a while, Song Shiqin took out his cell phone from his pocket, opened the address book, and called out, "Hey, check me for someone..."

The second day is the day to go to school.

Chu Jin got up early.

After the morning run, Chu Jin returned to the living room. Li Ruyu took a box of milk and handed it to Chu Jin, and said intimately, "A Jin is so tired, I'm almost drinking the milk. You are growing now, and this milk cannot be broken."

Chu Jin calmly took the milk handed over by Li Ruyu, "Thank you aunt."

Li Ruyu smiled and said, "Silly kid, why are you polite to your aunt? This milk has just been warm. You should drink it while it is hot. It will be bad if it becomes cold in a while."

While taking the schoolbag, Chu Jin said, "I'm almost late to school. I'll drink this milk on the way. Goodbye, aunt."

The smile on the corner of Li Ruyu's mouth froze, "Okay, then be careful on the way."

Looking at Chu Jin's departure back, Li Ruyu's eyes were cold. She was always worried that this little bitch would not drink the milk in front of her.

Could it be that she showed something?

Not long after leaving Zhao's villa, Chu Jin threw the boxed milk in his hand into the trash can.

The scintillating lips curled up a slight curve. It seemed that it was time to prepare some gifts for the Zhao family.

If the Zhao family has a little affection for her, she will not touch the Zhao family at all.

On the other side, the Mohist family.

The little loli also got up early. At this moment, she climbed out of bed with barefoot and groaned, walked with her chubby little legs, and hurriedly ran towards the master bedroom.

A pair of big, watery eyes were filled with mist, a little pale face, and a little sweat appeared on her smooth and plump forehead, holding her tears, as if she was about to cry at any time.

That little pitiful look, no one can help but feel pity for three points when they see it.

"Damn it." The little loli kept slapping the wooden door of the master bedroom.

"What's wrong with Pengpeng?" Mo Qianjue opened the door and bent down to hold the little loli in his arms.

Mo Qianjue was still wearing a white long gown, and there was not even a trace of sleepiness and fatigue in his delicate face that was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

The little loli hugged Mo Qianjue's neck and cried with a wow, "Dad, I have a nightmare. I dreamed that my dad was eaten by a big bad wolf, and Pengpeng became a baby without a dad..."

It turned out to be a nightmare.

Mo Qianjue had a smile in his eyes and rubbed the little loli's head, "Be good at Pengpeng, isn't dad here?"

"Dad, don't leave Pengpeng behind," the little loli hugged Mo Qianjue's neck tighter, with a crying voice mixed with her breasts and a slight voice. "Pengpeng will be obedient in the future, eat well, and not make her angry."

"What stupid things are you saying!" Mo Qianjue gently patted the little loli's head, "Pengpeng is father's baby, why would dad not want Pengpeng?"

After hearing this, the little loli raised her head, wiped her chubby little hand randomly on her face, and then lowered her head and rubbed Mo Qianjue's plain white clothes a few times.

The originally flat and pleated clothes instantly became wrinkled, and were stained with tears and snot.

The little loli then raised her head with satisfaction.

"Cococo, but, Moma doesn't want me..." the little loli sobbed, "Pengpeng is also a little baby of Moma, why doesn't she want Pengpeng?"

I remembered that nightmare and the mom I had never seen before.

The little loli's nose felt sore, and tears fell down again.

She is so obedient and so obedient, why does Moma want her anymore?
Chapter completed!