Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"Miss, ma'am!"

A woman dressed as a maid ran forward quickly, looking for something.

The figure of the woman disappeared around the corner, and a woman poked her head out from the corner, looked in the direction where the woman disappeared, then smiled playfully, turned and ran in the opposite direction.

"Get rid of her at last, it's so boring!"

Jian Ning bent her lips and smiled, and walked forward quickly.

Just because she mentioned to An Ting that someone seemed to be following her, An Ting didn't let her go out alone. When he went to work, he told his servant Lisa to follow her every step of the way.

Lisa is a good person, but it's just too boring. You are not allowed to do this, you are not allowed to touch that, and you are not allowed to go to crowded places. It is really too boring!

Without the monitoring robot-like Lisa by her side, Jian Ning felt that the air was much fresher. She lifted her head, closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly, she heard a noise. She opened her eyes suspiciously, and looked at A lot of people gathered across the street, and it seemed that someone was performing on the street.

Jian Ning's eyes lit up, and she ran over cheerfully.

In the crowd, two chubby children in strange costumes are performing acrobatics, which is still the way of performing a century ago!

The older little girl is lying on the ground, raising her feet and rolling a wooden barrel-shaped object, and on the wooden barrel, the younger boy is running fast on it, the little girl is smiling, His expression was relaxed, while the little boy lowered his head slightly with a serious face.

This is indeed a very inclusive city, Jian Ning couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

The people around were amused by the naive look of the two siblings, and they all took out money from their pockets and threw them into a small box on the ground. Jian Ning also hurriedly took out his pockets, and generously put all the change in his pockets. .

The children's performance ended soon, and the crowd dispersed. Jian Ning suppressed the smile on the corner of her mouth, looked at the slaps that had been slapped red, stuck out her tongue, and walked forward with unfinished thoughts.

There are many small vendors on the street, and a dazzling array of goods are thrown on the ground for people to choose. Many small gadgets have never been seen by Jian Ning. She is full of curiosity, wandering around in front of each stall, very happy.

She is usually not allowed to come to this street, because An Ting said that it is very chaotic, and the vendors living here are all from all over the world, good and bad are mixed, he is afraid of danger.

But this place is obviously very interesting, how could it be dangerous!
For the first time, Jian Ning questioned An Ting's words.

Suddenly, Jian Ning was attracted by an antique silver comb on the booth. She picked up the comb, pulled up her hair and tried it, and it turned out to be surprisingly easy to use.

"Beautiful lady, do you like this little thing?"

The stall owner is a bearded man who speaks perfect Arabic.

"Ok!"

The stall owner smiled and extended his hand to Jian Ning. Jian Ning understood, nodded and took out the money. As soon as she put her hand into her pocket, she was dumbfounded.

The money has already been tipped out!
"...Boss, I'm sorry..." Jian Ning put the comb back to its original place with some reluctance, and said regretfully, "I've run out of money, I can't buy it..."

"Ok?"

The original smiling stall owner suddenly changed his face, put his hands on his waist, took a step forward, looked at Jian Ning coldly, and said in a low voice: "If you touch the things here, you must buy them. It's the rules!"

Jian Ning was taken aback by the instant face-changing stall owner, subconsciously took two steps back, and looked at him in horror.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that An Ting's confession was true!

The stall owner stretched out his hand in front of her again, and said loudly in an uncompromising tone: "Take the money!"

"I do not have money……"

"Why are you wandering around without money?"

The pedestrians and stall owners around all cast strange glances, most of them were watching the fun, but no one sympathized with it. It seemed that everyone knew the rules here.Jian Ning backed away again and again until she curled up in a corner, looking around helplessly, shivering.

"I'll give her money."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the side, and then a slender white hand appeared in sight, and handed a few banknotes to the stall owner.

Jian Ning turned her head to look in surprise, but the other party turned her head a step earlier, and she only saw the back of a svelte suit.

Who is he?

Jian Ning stared at that figure, always felt as if she had seen it before, but couldn't remember it.

"Hey, beautiful lady, your comb!"

The stall owner returned to his smiling face and threw the silver comb over. Jian Ning hurriedly grabbed the comb and chased after the figure.

"gentlemen!"

She yelled at the back, but the other party ignored her and continued to move forward.

Jian Ning quickly chased after him, raised the comb, and raised his voice a few degrees: "Sir, your comb!"

The man finally stopped, looked slightly sideways, but did not turn around.

"It's your comb." The man's voice was low, and he had already switched to Chinese.

"You are also Chinese?" Jian Ning smiled in surprise, a little excited, but the other party's calm attitude made her a little embarrassed, so she smiled dryly, and shook the comb in the direction of his sideways gaze: "It's your payment, it should be yours!"

"give you."

There was still no emotion in the man's deep words, Jian Ning suddenly felt bored, stepped forward angrily, grabbed the man's hand, and stuffed the comb in: "No!"

"Then throw it away."

The man said something in a low voice, raised his hand, and the comb fell into the trash can beside him.

"Oh, you..."

After all, it was a rare item. Jian Ning hurriedly chased after it. Fortunately, there was not much trash in the trash can, so she quickly picked out the comb. When she raised her eyes, the figure of the man had already disappeared.

"What a strange person!"

Jian Ning looked around, but couldn't find that person, she looked down at the comb in her hand, and when she was feeling melancholy, she suddenly heard an urgent call.

"Miss!"

Turning around and seeing Lisa, Jianning hurriedly hid the comb, forced a smile and walked up.

"Miss, where have you been, I have been looking for you for a long time!"

"Ah..." Jian Ning scratched her head and smiled flatteringly: "Not at all, I just... let's go now!"

"By the way, miss!" Lisa seemed to have discovered something, stretched her neck to look at the place where the man disappeared just now, and asked, "I seem to have seen a person just now, who is he?"

"People?" Jian Ning pretended to be puzzled and turned her head to look, "Who is it? No, I'm alone!"

"No, I just saw clearly..."

"Then you must have read it wrong, Lisa, have you forgotten, I don't know anyone here except He Ting!"

"That's true..." Lisa nodded: "I guess I misread it!"

"That's right!" Jian Ning agreed with a smile.

She didn't know why she concealed the fact that she was in contact with that man just now, she just did so subconsciously, maybe... She just didn't want to complicate things.

After all, An Ting always cared about everything about her, even if she just had a few words with someone in the flower shop, he would go to check the other party's details.

She just didn't want to cause too much trouble to An Ting, well, that's it!
"Miss, don't do this in the future, I'm scared to death!"

"Don't worry, am I fine?"

"Mr. knows that I let you go shopping alone, he will not be happy!"

"Let's not tell him it's fine!"

"..."

The master and servant walked further and further away with the sound of the conversation, and a figure in a suit came out from the shadow in the corner.

His deep eyes stared deeply at the jumping figure, and his heart was full of regret.

He could obviously say a few words to her, but he didn't dare. He still vividly remembered the frightened look in her eyes when they met at the entrance of the flower shop that day, so he couldn't scare her!