When she sits there motionless, she looks just like a mixed-race doll.
"Weiwei."
A child's innocent voice rang in her ears, and Gu Baiwei looked down to meet the little boy's large, clear eyes.
I couldn't help but click my tongue in my heart, what a beautiful child.
She looked up at the car in confusion, but there was no sign of Shen Yanqing inside.
While she was still in a daze, her hand was grasped by a small hand, and the little boy looked up at her: "Weiwei, it's me, Shen Yanqing."
Gu Baiwei froze on the spot. No, the exquisite little boy in front of her, who looked like a porcelain doll, was actually Shen Yanqing?
Shen Nanshan slapped the boy on the head, a little embarrassed: "What are you yelling for? That's rude. Call me Auntie."
Gu Baiwei: "..." Does she want to die if she makes Shen Yanqing call her aunt?
Shen Yanqing rolled her eyes at Shen Nanshan with disdain, grabbed Gu Baiwei's hand, and said coldly, "What aunt? She's my wife."
Gu Baiwei clearly heard the sound of Shen Nanshan petrifying.
Shen Nanshan: Help! My eight-year-old son insists on marrying a woman in her twenties. What should I do? I need help urgently. Gu Baiwei was speechless with shock. Just then, a gunshot rang out beside her.
Before she could react, a small hand pulled her directly to the back seat of the car.
With a cold expression, Shen Yanqing instructed the driver in front, "Drive."
Driver: "But President Chen is still outside..."
"It's alright, he won't die."
After speaking expressionlessly, Shen Yanqing tightly gripped Gu Baiwei's hand.
Holding hands with a child like that gave Gu Baiwei the illusion that she was a female pervert.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, something hit the car, causing it to shake violently.
Shen Yanqing held her hand tightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
As soon as they finished speaking, the car suddenly veered off course, and the two people, holding hands, lost control and fell with the vehicle.
...
"Shen Yanqing!"
Gu Baiwei suddenly woke up from her dream and met a pair of familiar, deep eyes.
Shen Yanqing's hair was a little messy, and he had a ring of stubble on his chin. He bent down and hugged the person tightly, his voice gentle: "Yes, I'm here."
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