Chapter 39: The city I dare not set foot in

Five years later!

Time flies so fast, five years have passed in the blink of an eye. Mai Xiaomi has been living in Mo Jingran's villa until the child was born. When the wind outside was not very tight, she still made a decision despite Mo Jingran's pleas to stay.

He left city a with his infant baby.

In the past few years, she lived a very ordinary and happy life. Because she was afraid that Cheng Mohan would find her and make it inconvenient to work outside the home, she started writing every day. Over the past few years, she also became a well-known online writer.

Living with my son, although I am not rich or wealthy, is still ordinary happiness!

The person she is most grateful to right now is Mo Jingran. He helped her when she was most helpless, helped her mother and son when they were in the most difficult times, and was there when the son needed his father.

As time passed, she began to find that the former playboy seemed to have changed, becoming no longer carefree, and even becoming dedicated, always surrounding their mother and son.

The sun is shining brightly in summer, the breeze is blowing, and the trees are dancing.

In a simple and simple community, a little girl with exquisite appearance, wearing a cool green short T-shirt and a peaked cap, pouted dissatisfiedly and asked with a small cartoon suitcase: "Mommy, Mommy,...

Where are we going?"

"Master...here!" I saw a beautiful woman, ignoring the small breasts behind her, and waved to the oncoming taxi.

"Idiot, Mai Xiaomi! The handsome guy is asking you something, can you answer it?" Seeing that his mother didn't care to talk to him, the little girl behind him said unhappily, twisting her two little eyebrows.

"Uh...Chongchong, you can't call Mommy like that!" Mai Xiaomi said with a frown.

"Hmph... Then you still call me Chongchongbaa. All the little friends in the kindergarten call me Chongchongbaa. It's so shameless!" I saw the little milk ball that had just reached Xiaomi's knees raised its head.

The chubby little face pouted with dissatisfaction and said.

Mai Xiaomi looked at her son's fleshy little face and his pinky little mouth, and couldn't help but sigh that her son was simply too patient!

She looked down at the little nipples in front of her and frowned and was very dissatisfied with his name. She thought it was funny. She remembered that in order to give her son a nice and connotative name, she spent a hundred yuan to find it.

A fortune teller gave it to me.

The fortune teller looked at his son's birth date and murmured for a long time before choosing a name that was both nice and meaningful - Mai Mi Chong.

Who would have thought that according to the pronunciation of the call, it would become "selling rice bugs".

The little girl looked at her mother and smiled heartlessly, pouting: "Humph... you are not your real mother, you will change your name when your parents turn 18! ...

.snort......"

"Haha... when you grow up to 18, you will also be my biological son!" Mai Xiaomi pinched her son's pink and tender face and said.

"Oops... I hate it. Her handsome little face is not your toy. Don't keep pinching it all the time!" Mai Xiaomi felt a chill in her heart when she saw Chong Chong's disgusted look on her face.

It's so cool that I was so gorgeously rejected by a four-year-old kid.

"Well...if you don't pinch, I won't pinch..."

Xiaomi looked at the impatient expression on the driver's face and hurriedly urged: "Chongchong... quickly load things into the trunk and stop rambling!"

After the two of them got into the taxi heading to the airport, Chongchong still asked the same question: "Mommy, where are we going?"

"Go to City A to attend an awards party!" Mai Xiaomi said thoughtfully.

city ​​a...

The city that made her happy was also the city that made her sad, and the city that she dared not set foot in for four years.

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Chapter completed!