"Ah, it hurts..."

Jiang Erer subconsciously protected his hair.

The staff heard Jiang Er'er crying in pain, thinking that Jiang Er'er had fallen, so they hurriedly got up and helped Jiang Er'er up from the ground, "Where did Er'er fall? Tell my sister where the pain?"

Jiang Erer covered his painful scalp and wrinkled his delicate little face and shook his head.

A pair of clear and clear eyes looked behind the staff, pulled her hair, and then ran away quickly with a female assistant pouting and frowned.

That bad aunt’s assistant sister is so strange. Didn’t she come to pull her when she saw her fall?

Why did he just grab her hair and run away?

I know that I have scratched Er Er's hair and hurt Er Er, so I feel embarrassed?

"Er Er, tell Grandma Shao, where does it hurt?"

Seeing Jiang Erer frowned and did not speak, Shao Qinghe thought Jiang Erer was injured and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Although the staff member who fell on Jiang Erer was a girl less than 1.6 meters tall, she was a little chubby. When she fell, she brought down a chair full of things.

I don’t know if Jiang Erer was hit.

"Is it a headache?"

Before Jiang Er'er could speak, Shao Qinghe noticed Jiang Er'er's hands covering her scalp, "Does it hurt here? Grandma Shao will help you rub it?"

Last time, the assistant failed to take the photos Jiang Ling wanted in the hotel, so Jiang Ling didn't value her much.

If there is anything on weekdays, I will no longer look for her, but will ask the other two assistants to do it.

The little assistant saw it and was anxious in his heart, and even blamed everything on Jiang Erer. If that little devil hadn't made their Sister Ling unhappy, how could she be disliked by Sister Ling?

So when I just pulled Jiang Erer's hair, my assistant made up his mind.

Jiang Erer's scalp was torn and he was bleeding small blood beads.

When Shao Qinghe saw it, she felt very distressed.

"I, I'll come here to get the iodine."

The crew often had bumps and bumps, and they were often prepared for medicine. When the staff saw the injuries on Jiang Erer's head, they immediately got up to get the iodine wine.

Jiang Erer had soft hair, but thick, varied and smooth, with cute natural curls.

Therefore, it became more and more eye-catching that the scalp with a small bunch of hair was ripped with small blood beads.

It seems that this is not a fall, but a person tore it off.

Shao Qinghe was so angry that she rubbed iodine to Jiang Erer, "This is Yang Yuanyuan, why are you doing your hair? You use such great force to see how you bleed!"

Thinking about the fact that when the staff fell to Jiang Erer just now, the little assistant seemed to be right next to him.

Shao Qinghe has even less affection for Jiang Ling and her little assistant. How old is Jiang Erer? He is actually attacking the child?

Fortunately, they were not injured, otherwise she would have to fight Jiang Ling.

"Grandma Shao, don't be angry, Er Er no longer hurts."

Jiang Erer put his hands on Shao Qinghe's neck and coaxed her with a slight silence.

Looking at the sensible Jiang Erer, Shao Qinghe felt even more distressed, "Er Er, Grandma Shao will protect Erer."

He asked Wang Yun to go to the small building several times to find Jiang Man's blessing. Shao Qinghe thought that Jiang Ling's assistant was trying to hurt Jiang Erer, so she wanted to use this to make Jiang Man surrender to the Jiang family.

As for the small handful of torn hair, Shao Qinghe only thought it was an accident and didn't think much about it...

"Get it?"

As soon as the little assistant returned to the dressing room, Jiang Ling, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, looked over with squint eyes.

"I got it, but there are still a lot."

The little assistant opened his hands holding a small hand tightly with a handful of hair, just like a reward.

Although he invited all the crew to drink milk tea, Jiang Ling changed his mind as soon as Jiang Ling entered the crew today and saw Jiang Erer sitting on the bench.

After all, I can’t guarantee that I can’t get any accidents after getting the milk tea that Jiang Erer drank.

The safest hair is still.

"Put it away."

Looking at the strand of hair on the little assistant's hand, Jiang Ling felt annoyed for no reason. She didn't even want to see the strand of hair. After explaining impatiently, she withdrew her gaze.

The little assistant who thought he could get Jiang Ling to look at him differently, his expression froze slightly.

"Okay, OK..."

...

In front of the Mo's building.

Jiang Man just took Jiang Sansan from Mo Sijue, and as soon as he replaced him, Jiang Sansan woke up.

I opened my eyes in a daze. Before the whole milk dumpling could wake up, I saw the most beautiful face in the world.

"Sanzi, are you sleeping well?"

The gentle sound of water dripping made Jiang Sansan wake up suddenly.

"Mom, mommy..."

"Baby is so capable, can you even call a taxi by yourself?"

It took more than 40 minutes to drive from kindergarten to Mo's Building, and this little boy actually got here.

Hearing the danger in his mother's tone, Jiang Sansan covered her little butt reflexively.

Everyone in the family, including three cubs, knew that the better his mother smiled, the more unlucky the person who messed with his mother would be.

Thinking about what he did today, Jiang Sansan was so anxious that he quickly turned to find foreign aid.

"dad……"

Before Jiang Sansan's little breasts could be heard, two extremely oppressive eyes fell on Jiang Sansan's chubby little body at the same time.

“…Uncle, uncle.”

Jiang Sansan's little body stiffened and changed his words.

A soft bun face is pitiful and it directly hits the softest part of the heart.

"Be good, go back with your mommy."

Mo Sijue, who couldn't understand Jiang Sansan's distress signal, raised his hand and gently rubbed Jiang Sansan's fluffy soft hair.

"No, I won't go back. Sansan wants to stay and work with his uncle. Is it OK?"

Jiang Sansan and two fat little hands took the opportunity to grab Mo Sijue's hand, and the little breasts were cautious and soft-hearted.

"Can't."

Before Mo Sijue could speak, the cold and cold female voice rejected it first.

"My little boy has caused trouble for Mr. Mo. I will treat Mr. Mo to dinner next time."

The invitation to dinner in Jiang Man naturally refers to her cooking.

From the previous two times, Mo Sijue is picky about food, but Mo Sijue still eats what she cooks.

Jiang Man didn't want to owe Mo Si a favor, so the two of them would clearly not have any involvement.

After saying that, Jiang Man hugged Jiang Sansan and was about to turn around and take Jiang Sansan into the car. Unexpectedly, the little boy who had been obediently as a quail suddenly made a sound, and the thunder and rain started to cry.

"Wow! Dad, don't want Sansan..."

Jiang Sansan's howl attracted all the gazes around him.

Even in the Mo's office building, someone leaned out the door.

"Young man, the child is so crying, just hold the child."

"Yes, even if the couple has a bad relationship, you can't want children..."

There were passers-by who couldn't stand it. The old man couldn't help but persuade him.

Originally, because of Jiang Sansan's sudden howl, Mo Sijue, whose expression became more and more cold and indifferent, could not help but look at Jiang Man with a sharp gaze when he heard the old man's words.

Jiang Man's scalp suddenly became numb, staring at Mo Si's gaze that was absolutely unignorable, and explained to the old man dryly, "Big, uncle, we are not husband and wife..."

"I know, it's just a divorce."

"No……"

Jiang Man was about to correct the uncle, but the little boy in his arms shouted pitifully at Mo Sijue again, "Dad?"

Then look at Mo Sijue's eyes like a scumbag around him.

And Mo Sijue's extremely oppressive gaze.
Chapter completed!