Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 426

The laughter of the old man was relaxed and happy. It was already this time of night, but he was as energetic as a young man. He hugged Mianmian to explain what Grandma meant, and he dragged Mianmian to the stool in the main hall. Sit down: Grandma doesn't usually have children here, so I don't prepare candies, but there are fruits. Do you eat bananas? Grandma will peel one for you to eat?

Shi Su didn't open his mouth to interrupt, it was all because of seeing the old lady coaxing Mianmian so happily, and now there was only Mianmian in his eyes, smiling from ear to ear.

Mianmian said obediently and politely: Thank you grandma, although I really want to eat, but Mommy said it is impossible to eat too much at night, can I save it until tomorrow morning?

Oh, look at me, I'm so happy that I've forgotten the time. It's true that eating so late will make my stomach feel uncomfortable, so grandma will peel it for you tomorrow morning. Mrs. Jing sat on the stool with a smile, and hugged Mianmian to let her go. She sat on her lap, and said with a smile: Such a good child, how can that old bastard have the heart not to take him back to Jing's house? He has been lingering outside for so many years? What a stupid old man!

As he said that, he even touched Mianmian's little face lovingly, liking and distressing at the same time, and there were laughter and tears in his eyes.

He probably heard who Mrs. Jing was scolding, and Shi Su's already turbulent heart was even closer to a tsunami.

What did Jing Jihan say to Mrs. Jing? Why does Mrs. Jing seem to know everything? From the first time she saw her to now, she is not surprised by Mian Mian's appearance at all?

Jing Jihan was standing beside her, but Shi Su leaned closer to him, leaned behind his stiff shoulders and asked in a low voice: How did you brainwash Grandma Jing? Even if you really intend to Recognizing Mianmian as a daughter, it's not like this...

How sad would it be if the old man knew that Mian Mian was not his own?

How could someone like Jing Jihan, who has never been confused, suddenly become so confused? This old man obviously regarded him as his own daughter!

The man slightly hooked his lips, and held her hand tighter in his palm, and looked down at her tense and guilty face but couldn't bear to let Mianmian leave this kind of tender, entangled and complicated emotions. With the same soft voice as hers, she said meaningfully: How did you do it, so that I always think you are very smart?

Shi Su: ?

Is Jing Jihan taunting her unabashedly?

Are you sleepy? Do you want grandma to coax you to sleep? Mrs. Jing asked Mianmian with a smile, I don't know if you recognize the bed, but will you be afraid of strangers when you wake up at night?

Mianmian shook her little head: Not sleepy.

As she said that, Mianmian blinked her eyes again and said, Grandma, is Mianmian so fat? Mommy said Mianmian is a little fat, will it hurt Grandma's leg?

Where is it fat? Isn't this just right? Your mother is teasing you! The old lady smiled and looked at Shi Su again: If Mianmian doesn't wake up crying to find her mother because she recognizes her birth, then tonight Let her live with me, you and Jihan go to bed early, and give the child to me.

Shi Su immediately said: Mianmian doesn't recognize her life, but she will get up at night to go to the bathroom, and if she wakes up at night, it may disturb you and affect your rest.

Oh, the child is already six years old. At most, I will get up and help her turn on the light, and she will not cry like a baby. Besides, even if it is a baby that can cry at night, I am a grandma. Shouldn't you also help take care of it? It's been hard enough for you to take care of the child by yourself for so many years, and you should let go of it occasionally and let yourself have a little free time.

Mrs. Jing called the servant over as she spoke, and asked the servant to lead the way and send them to the guest room that had been packed for an early rest.

Seeing that Mianmian is really not sleepy, Mrs. Jing is also very energetic and reluctant to go to bed early, and wants to sit with Mianmian for a while, Shi Su also wants to tell Mianmian to be obedient and not to be naughty. Han Cong kindly took him upstairs and into the bedroom.

Mrs. Jing’s place here should be the environment where she lives alone. The manor is elegant and clean but not very big. There is only such a small white building. There are not many master bedrooms and guest rooms upstairs, and it can be seen that it should be purchased after returning to China. Many rooms are still vacant in my residence, and I don't know whether I want to live here for a long time or temporarily.

After Shi Su entered the bedroom, he quickly moved his eyes away from the jawline of the man beside him, and glanced at the room in a blink of an eye. No matter what, it was enough to have a bathroom and a bed.

But there is only one bed in the bedroom, and it is impossible for Mrs. Jing to ask someone to prepare two rooms for them to live in. Besides, Mrs. Jing obviously regards Shi Su and Jing Jihan as the kind of old couple who have been married for a long time , did not consider more at all.

The door was closed by the servant outside, Shi Su turned around quickly and hastily, walked to the window and opened the window, the cold wind from outside came in, calming down the chaotic and unstable mood a little bit, but only a little bit And myself.

Just now in front of Mrs. Jing, Shi Su kept thinking about it, his thoughts were not clear, and now he managed to calm down, but found that some doubts got entangled and became even more chaotic.

Especially when she heard the sound of the man taking off his coat, and when she thought of the pair of cuff buttons on his windbreaker, Dang Lian's heart became hotter and hotter.

This man Jing Jihan... Could it be that she once thought she understood it well, but in reality she didn't fully understand it?

As for the statement about Mianmian like him, Shi Su's mind repeatedly reflected the memory of that night that she didn't want to recall for seven years. Everything that happened that night was the darkest in her life. I just hope that I will never think of it again in this life, I wish I could have selective amnesia, and I don't want to mention any details again.

But now I can't stop thinking about it.

There is a particularly messy thing in my mind that seems to be trying to sort out those complicated lines, as if there is a clear thread driving everything.

The cold wind blowing in from outside the window, especially at such a late hour, it was really cold, Shi Su stood in front of the window, not paying attention to the room for a while, until there was warmth coming from behind, she suddenly came back to her senses, Just as she was about to back away from the window, she suddenly saw the arm extended by the man behind her, closing half of the window in front of her. She turned her eyes, and the other half of the window was also closed. At the same time, the man's arm was so relaxed. The marble window sill in front of her, behind her, did not intentionally hug her but pressed her between his body and the window sill.

The cold wind just now and the warmth behind him at this moment formed a contrast that no one could ignore. Originally, Jing Jihan's sense of presence was always so strong, as long as he got close, it was impossible for him to be ignored.

Jing Jihan touched her hand which was also on the window sill, it was already chilled by the almost minus several degrees wind outside the window.

He held her hand to help her warm up.

Shi Su was trapped in his arms, and the doubt pent up in her throat was finally uttered by her: Why did Grandma Jing say that Mianmian looks like you?

The man behind him let out an inaudible laugh, and pushed her forward to the window completely, without hiding the deep smile in his eyes: It's very similar.

Shi Su was almost overwhelmed by the unbelievable emotion that jumped out of his heart and didn't dare to think about it, so that his thoughts exploded: ??? Where is it like? Why is it like? How can it be like?!

Jing Jihan hugged her in his arms, finally stopped teasing her, and said in a gentle voice, Yeah, how is it possible? About seven years ago, I stayed up all night and worked overtime, which caused my gastritis to attack, but I was busy with the emergency entertainment of the multinational partners, drinking The overdose caused a high fever, the driver stopped halfway and went to several pharmacies but couldn't find any medicine suitable for me, but was forced to bow by a woman who got into the car in a panic...

Shi Su's eardrums trembled, and he turned around to face him in his arms, eyes full of astonishment.

The man's voice was slowly suppressed: Seven years ago, No. 51, Corniche Road, black Bentley.