Qiao Shiyu didn't know that this was the kind of milk powder Alan drank in France.
I knocked on the door of Jiang Yancheng's room and Jiang Yancheng came out.
"The child may be hungry. I'll feed him. You go and rest." After saying that, Qiao Shiyu took the child in her arms.
"How do you know he's hungry?" Jiang Yanmin asked Qiao Shiyu. Seeing Qiao Shiyu shaking the bottle in her hand, he suddenly felt at ease.
"Your question—" Qiao Shiyu laughed dumbly, "Do you think you're a child? You won't be hungry in the middle of the night?"
After saying that, Qiao Shiyu carried the child to the sofa downstairs and turned on the dim floor light. She couldn't turn on the headlights as it was not good for the child's eyes.
Soon, Peng Yi also came out and whispered to Qiao Shiyu, "Xiao Qiao, I just heard the baby crying, and I wanted to come out to check on him. But unexpectedly, you've already fed him."
Just before Peng Yi came down, Qiao Shiyu looked at the child for a long time. It seemed that he didn't understand anything, but he was happy to see so many adults around. He must be a cheerful child. If he was more introverted, it would be very sad for him to be disliked by his mother at such a young age.
Peng Yi saw Jiang Yancheng standing on the stairs and waved at him, "Yancheng, go to bed quickly. Xiao Qiao and I will take care of the child. We will go to another guest room to sleep later."
Jiang Yancheng said, "Thank you, Third Sister-in-law, Fourth Sister-in-law."
After saying that, he went into his room and lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.
After he entered his room, Peng Yi whispered to Xiao Qiao, "Have you noticed that Yancheng has changed?"
"I've discovered it. He used to look down on the whole world, but now he has a son in his eyes." Qiao Shiyu said with a smile, "People always have to pay for their mistakes. Poor kid."
Tonight, Peng Yi and Xiao Qiao slept in the guest room. They gently patted the child while talking about Yancheng and Ziyin. Apart from the exaggerated reports in the newspapers, neither of them knew anything about Gao Ziyin. Qiao Shiyu mentioned the allusion of "Qingqing Ziyin", which she guessed herself, and said that the name "Qingyun" might be "If it is Qingqing Ziyin."
"Is Yancheng's couplets interesting?" Peng Yi said again.
"Maybe it's a little bit wrong. People like him--" If Yancheng hadn't had a child today, and Qiao Shiyu felt sorry for the child, she wouldn't care about him and would just play with life.
Peng Yi sighed again.
On the second day, Jiang Yancheng went to the company and found all the photos of Gao Zinyin that he had collected last time and took them back to Jiang Jingcheng's house. During this period, he lived in Jiang Jingcheng's house on a daily basis, which made it inconvenient for him to flirt with other girls, and he didn't have the mind to do so now.
He placed all of Gao Ziyin's photos in Alan's stroller and taught Alan to read them one by one: "Mom, Gao Ziyin. Mom."
Alan didn't understand and wanted to grab the photo with his hands, so Jiang Yancheng quickly took the photo away.
If the child doesn't recognize her on the first day, he will teach her for two or three days. One day, the child will recognize her. When he sees Gao Ziyin, he will recognize that this charming woman is his mother.
Jiang Yancheng was very dissatisfied and felt full of resentment when he thought of Gao Ziyin.
France.
During the time when Jiang Yancheng was busy taking care of the child, Gao Zinyin worked overtime, went on business trips, and inspected the market desperately. She was about to become the vice president with her own ability, but whenever she had some free time, the pain of giving birth to her child would always emerge in her mind, and the child's crying would often ring in her ears.
Every time this happened, Gao Zinyin's eyes would become wet, and when her eyes were wet, she would start working hard again.
Ruilin was still a child after all. Sometimes, Ruilin would call Gao Ziyin "Mom", and Gao Ziyin would start to lose her mind, thinking of the child, the child's crying, and the month when she had not seen her father. Gao Ziyin suffered severe psychological torture from her father.
That day, Alan cried again at home and his aunt couldn't comfort him no matter what she did.
It seems that he misses his father. After all, he has slept with his father for several days. When his father is not around, he cannot be coaxed by drinking milk or giving him toys.
Jiang Jingcheng was just about to go out to play mahjong when his aunt, looking quite guilty, told him that the child was crying and probably wanted to be hugged by his family.
Jiang Jingcheng called Jiang Yancheng and asked him what he was doing.
Jiang Yancheng said he was in a meeting.
"Send it to his conference room." Jiang Jingcheng said to his aunt.
"But isn't Mr. Jiang in a meeting? It's not appropriate to send it there." Auntie said.
"I saw he was in a meeting, so I gave him a ride. I called the driver. Hurry up, or we'll miss it after the meeting."
The aunt was still hesitating, "I'm going to play mahjong. The driver will be here soon, hurry up." Before Jiang Jingcheng opened the door, he told the aunt again, "Hurry up."
Not daring to disobey the master's order, the aunt helped Jiang Qingyun put on her clothes and left. She took Jiang Jingcheng's car to the famous Yancheng Group.
Jiang Yancheng was indeed in a meeting.
The aunt timidly carried Jiang Qingyun in. Jiang Yancheng frowned slightly when he saw her come in.
Is this a vegetable market?
"Mr. Jiang, Alan is crying and nothing he does will stop him. I guess he might be missing you. Your mother asked me to come here directly to find you." Auntie said truthfully.
She stood next to Jiang Yancheng, at the head of the conference table.
The aunt didn't dare to look sideways at the elites gathered around the table.
While Jiang Jingcheng was playing mahjong, he thought: Now, I guess everyone in Fengcheng knows that Yancheng has an illegitimate child. No one can control Yancheng's temper. Now, someone who can control him is here!
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