After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

The more Jiang Yi'an talked, the more he felt that there should be a connection between Xiaozhou and Hanghang.

If Mianmian knew about this, maybe Xiaozhou listened to Mianmian.

but……

Because she was afraid that Mi Xiaobei would worry, she didn't tell Mianmian, who was with Mi Xiaobei every day, and Hanghang didn't tell Mianmian either.

Without Mianmian to spread the word, why would Xiaozhou and Hanghang be so in sync?

Even if Xiaozhou really misses her and is anxious to see her, there is no need to catch the first flight in the morning, right?

What's more, after Grandpa Mo and Xiao Zhou arrived, she simply told them about Qin Hanshuang's drugging her. Grandpa Mo and Xiao Zhou seemed to suddenly understand it in an instant, and did not raise any objections or refutations.

All of this is so weird.

This thing made her feel like...

After Hanghang monitored Chen Yue and Sister Chen's recording at midnight last night, he forwarded it to her and Xiaozhou at the same time, so Xiaozhou contacted her just after she listened to the recording.

"Hanghang?"

After explaining all his doubts, Jiang Yi'an realized that Hanghang hadn't spoken for a long time.

She frowned: "Are you listening?"

"I'm here."

Hanghang pursed his lips, and while typing on the screen of the small computer with his fingers, he complained in the group that Xiaozhou's work was not perfect enough. He pretended not to understand and said, "Mommy, maybe this is a coincidence."

"I can't possibly know Xiaozhou."

"You have warned Mianmian before not to mention me in front of outsiders. How could I take the initiative to get to know Xiaozhou if I am so sensible?"

Hanghang's determined tone on the other end of the phone made Jiang Yi'an frown and feel a little confused.

Yes.

Hanghang is a sensible child.

She had told Hanghang before that she could not let the Mo family know about Hanghang's existence before meeting Mo Nanze.

It is impossible for Hanghang to be disobedient.

but……

The woman rubbed her eyebrows irritably: "Is it really a coincidence?"

But Xiaozhou and Grandpa Mo showed up just in time...

"Ah."

Hanghang smiled: "Mommy, there are many coincidences in this world."

"Look, you were pregnant with Mo Nanze's child five years ago and gave birth to me and Mianmian."

"Five years later, you were recognized by the Jiang family again. If they want you to marry Mo Nan, they will marry you instead..."

"Isn't this quite a coincidence?"

Jiang Yi'an was completely convinced by Xiaozhou.

indeed.

There are many coincidences in this world that look like they were arranged by others.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and finally felt relieved: "Mommy misunderstood you, Mommy apologizes to you."

Hanghang on the other end of the phone looked at the apology red envelope sent by Xiaozhou in the WeChat group. He couldn't help but click the receive button and said calmly: "It's okay, Mommy."

After resolving the "misunderstanding", Jiang Yian sat on the stone bench again and took care of Hanghang's body.

After confirming that the little guy was doing well recently, she felt relieved, hung up the phone and took a taxi back to the hotel.

"Mommy!"

Carrying large and small bags back to the hotel, as soon as Jiang Yian walked in, Xiao Zhou enthusiastically opened his arms and rushed towards her.

Looking at the little guy's cute little face that was exactly the same as Hanghang's, Jiang Yi'an felt that his heart was about to melt.

She quickly put down the things in her hands and handed the Yinfeng snails she had just bought at the vegetable market to Xiao Zhou: "I saw someone selling them when I was buying vegetables. They said they could hear the sound of the sea."

Xiao Zhou excitedly took the conch and put it to his ear.

Seeing his cute appearance, Jiang Yian smiled and helped him adjust the direction of the conch in his hand: "Listen like this."

When Mo Beixiao walked out of the room, the first thing he saw was Jiang Yian squatting half-crouching, smiling and helping Xiao Zhou adjust the direction of the conch. Xiao Zhou tilted his head and listened carefully to the sounds in the conch. .

The expressions on the faces of the two people, one big and one small, are adorable.

The picture in front of him coincided with the picture of a happy and harmonious family in Mo Beixiao's imagination.

The man's heart suddenly felt warm.

After a moment, he walked towards Jiang Yi'an: "Back?"

Jiang Yian's body paused slightly, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

After a moment, she straightened up and said lightly, "Yeah."

Xiao Zhou was beside them, and Grandpa Mo was also playing chess with Butler Bai on the sofa in the distance.

In front of them, she didn't want to get into trouble with Mo Beixiao who was too unfamiliar before.

The indifference in the woman's eyes made Mo Beixiao narrow his eyes slightly, and his mood instantly cooled down.

"Mommy."

Feeling that the atmosphere between the two people was not right, Xiaozhou flattened his lips and quickly put the conch down. Then he glanced at the large and small bags Jiang Yinan placed on the ground with a smile: "Did you just go to the vegetable market?"

"Are all the vegetables you bought?"

"So mommy, are you going to cook us a big dinner tonight?"

Only then did Jiang Yi'an raise his lips, put away the indifference he showed when facing Mo Beixiao, and glanced at Xiaozhou with a smile: "Well, didn't you say you want Mommy to treat you to dinner?"

"Mommy feels that what she does is the most sincere."

"Great!"

Xiaozhou laughed excitedly: "I haven't eaten the food cooked by mommy yet!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glance at Mo Beixiao: "Mr. Mo, after all, you have never cooked for my biological son."

Mo Beixiao raised his eyebrows indifferently and glanced at him: "Are you sure you haven't?"

Xiaozhou rolled his eyes: "The fried eggs and undercooked noodles you made before don't count!"

After the little guy finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Yi'an with a smile: "You will be very tired if you are busy by yourself, and I will feel sorry for you."

"Grandpa and Butler Bai are too old, and I am too young. Let Mr. Mo help you."

"And you can also teach him how to cook for me!"

"But……"

Jiang Yi'an frowned and was about to refuse, but Mo Beixiao turned around and picked up the large and small bags she had placed on the ground: "Just do as he said."

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Yian's response, the man turned around and carried the ingredients into the kitchen.

Jiang Yi'an had no choice but to follow.

"You guys take your time in the kitchen!"

When Jiang Yi'an also entered the kitchen, Xiaozhou immediately closed the frosted glass door of the kitchen: "Grandpa has a bad throat and can't smell the oil fumes. I'll close the door for you!"

With a slight "bang", Jiang Yian and Mo Beixiao were locked in the small kitchen.

Outside the kitchen, Xiaozhou trotted all the way to Mr. Mo who was playing chess on the sofa to ask for credit: "Grandpa, am I very smart?"

The old man touched the chess pieces while playing chess, and said with a smile: "It's quite smart."

"But Grandpa's health is not so bad that he can't smell the oil smoke."

Butler Bai also added: "Master and I are not too old to help in the kitchen."

Xiaozhou flattened his lips in dissatisfaction: "Isn't that a temporary measure?"

He subconsciously glanced at the two figures reflected in the frosted glass of the kitchen: "If you don't say that, they will find reasons not to be alone together."

As the little guy spoke, he sat down next to Mr. Mo, picked up the strawberries from the fruit plate and stuffed them into his mouth: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, I would have to worry about the life-long affairs of adults."