C191 (1/2)

After the work was over, I began to plan my return trip.

But then, I remembered that Zhou Zijin had told me that he knew I was back. He would definitely collect all my tracks.

Thinking about it, going abroad is a very insecure idea.

I reckon as long as I get to the airport, Jiang Yu's people will find me. Even if I'm lucky enough to get out of the mirror, he will easily find my direction.

In that case, I might as well stay here. The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Xing was already four years old. Previously, in France, he had always been in contact with Homeward Bound. I didn't ask him to go to kindergarten because he was afraid that Xing's bun personality would be bullied, and because he felt that he would be taught better if he stayed with me.

Alright, it's my fault as a mother after all.

I may be feeling too insecure, but once he is far away from me, I will be very worried about him.

If I was a workaholic before I had children, then I was a homegrown after I had kids.

Because my precious son can easily affect all my feelings.

Maybe it was because he had never had a father with him since he was a child, so whatever he wanted, I would do my best to satisfy him.

Maybe because he had lived abroad for too long, he suddenly came back, and the weather in Shanghai was unpredictable, causing Jiang Yueluo to fall sick.

He invited his family doctor to come to see him, saying that because of the soil and water, he could not keep up with the nutrition here.

Jiang Yueluo had helped me for so long, but in my eyes, she was already not a passerby. To me, she had made me experience the love of a mother that I hadn't felt in a long time.

During the days when Jiang Yueluo was sick, I had always taken good care of him.

Jiang Yueluo can't bear for me to work so hard. Sometimes, he would help me take care of my children, but since Jiang Yueluo also has his own work to do, Xing Yi would still stay with me most of the time.

Luckily, the stars are very sensible and won't give me any trouble.

The doctor said that Jiang Yueluo was unable to keep up with the food. I think that it is because Jiang Yueluo was not used to eating Shanghai's food and had not eaten much.

So I'm going to make some for her at home.

Today, I took my child to the supermarket to buy a black chicken to stew for Jiang Yueluo.

As we drove on, I suddenly saw a building that looked very much like the building where the Ye’s chain used to be.

But I know very well that the Ye’s chain definitely won't open in Shanghai.

This place was a place where every inch of land was worth of money. It wasn't like a large enterprise like Jing Hui, where one would definitely not have this kind of wealth and confidence.

Without realizing it, my car pulled over to the side of the road. I rolled down the window and stared at the building for a few seconds.

It was a clothing store, and I didn't know what I was thinking. I got out of the car and led my son into the shop.

The name of the shop was Jiang Yueye.

It was very poetic. It should be a brand that had just woken up not long ago.

However, the owner of this shop was quite courageous. This place could be considered as the central economic zone. It was obvious that the rent of the shop or whatever it was, everything else was high up in the sky.

Under these circumstances, if the monthly profit cannot be guaranteed, then the store can be considered to have lost money.

I walked around the shop with the child in tow. The clothes in the shop looked very well-designed, and the sales group that was targeted at them should be the upper class.

”Hello, do you have an appointment?”

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a clerk appeared. The clerk was all smiles and a program smile hung on her face.

”Nope.”

I shook my head.