She doesn't like this dad.

"Gao..." Jiang Shu hugged her, with a hint of distress in his words, "Don't dislike Dad..."

Things between adults should not involve children.

Putao pursed her mouth, "But Dad... doesn't like me either." His tone couldn't hide his sadness and loss.

Jiang Shu knew what Putao was thinking.

After all these years, it was she, the mother, who owed her after all.

"If mom and dad can only choose one, then I..." Putao's eyes showed firmness, she put her arms around Jiang Shu's neck, "I want mom..."

Jiang Shu's heart became warm, and tears fell down just like that.

"Grape—" Jiang Shu just hugged her quietly.

As everyone knows, at this moment.

Downstairs, Fu Shiyan's car had already parked at the door.

Turn off the fire.

The car window slid down, revealing the man's deep side face, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he had an unresolvable melancholy.

His bottomless eyes looked at the lighted room.

"Sir, this is Putao's birth certificate..." Secretary Huo handed over the information he had found.

Although he had already confirmed the guess in his heart, he still felt a slight pain in his heart when he saw Putao's date of birth.

hard to imagine.

In the past two years, she was alone in a foreign country with her children, and her life was so difficult.

"You go back first..." Fu Shiyan ordered.

Some things always need him to face alone.

"Sir..." Secretary Huo was a little worried.

Fu Shiyan waved his hand, Secretary Huo understood what he meant, and immediately opened the car door and got out of the car...

Jiang Shu accompanied Putao and coaxed her to sleep.

Until the grape fell asleep.

The strength in Jiang Shu's hand was restrained a little, and she gently placed her on the big bed, looking at Putao's tear-stained face, she couldn't help but feel apologetic.

"Pao, it's mom who's sorry for you—"

Jiang Shu muttered to himself.

After tidying the quilt for Putao, she tiptoed out of the room.

Night falls.

Jiang Shu stood alone on the huge balcony, the evening wind blew a bit of coolness, and the broken hair on his temples fluttered with the wind, Jiang Shu became more awake.

Glancing at him, he couldn't help but stop at the car downstairs.

Jiang Shu's heart skipped a beat, as if he had already guessed something.

The man looked at her through the car window, his eyes met, his scorching eyes seemed to see through her, Jiang Shu quickly looked away, and fled into the house.

Fu Shiyan, how did he find this place?

Just then, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

It's Qi Lang.

His slightly dusty face appeared on the screen.

"I'm in Jiangcheng...Alice."

Qi Lang was like a husband on a business trip reporting to his wife that he was safe.

"Oh, it's good to be here."

"It should be night in Switzerland. It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

When Jiang Shu thought of Fu Shiyan downstairs, his mood was a little unstable, and he was obviously absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you, Alice?"

Jiang Shu came to his senses, "No...it's nothing." Then he said politely, "You should take a good rest after a tiring day."

Qi Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Alice, are you in a bad mood? Is it because work is not going your way, or is Grape being mischievous again? Or... because I left Switzerland?"

Qi Lang's words had a hint of ridicule and a hint of seriousness.

Jiang Shu Weizheng.

Qi Lang's words filled her ears again the day before yesterday, so why didn't she know what he was thinking.

It's just that she can't respond to his feelings.

"I'm not in a bad mood, I'm just fascinated by the night."

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