"Uh... yes. He was doing well in the Hall of Kings and made a lot of money." She opened her eyes and talked nonsense. She never lied to her son, except for Yan Shiting, she did not intend to tell her son the truth.

"Then I burn more money for him during the holidays, so that he can enjoy the happiness below." Cheng Xiaobao squeezed Cheng Yingxuan's hand sensiblely, "Mom, don't be too sad, Dad will never return, at least You still have my son who is so clever and sensible, and my dad will feel comforted in the spirit of heaven."

"..." Cheng Yingxuan froze for a moment. "Right."

"Xuan Xuan, let's go back to the supermarket." Xiao Bao said, "Aunt Wang estimated that the dishes have been bought, don't let her wait for a long time."

"Okay." Cheng Yingxuan took Cheng Xiaobao in the direction of the supermarket. People like Yan Shiting probably wouldn't go shopping.

"Xuan Xuan, what about your car?" the little fellow asked as he followed.

"In the parking lot under the Thunder Group Building, I'll drive the car."

"I will go with you."

It is now off work. Cheng Yingxuan is afraid that the child will encounter Yan Shiting, and second, he does not want the employees of the Thunder Group to know that she has a child, so she talks about it.

After Aunt Wang finished shopping in the supermarket, Cheng Yingxuan gave the child to Aunt Wang, the nanny, and drove to the parking lot by himself.

Yan Shiting drove the Porsche out of the company and walked by the supermarket door. He saw a little boy about four years old wearing small shorts and short sleeves squatting on the open space at the door of the supermarket. The facial features of the little guy are very delicate and cute like an enamel doll , Carved like jade, made him unable to look away.

He couldn't help but look at it twice, almost hitting the car in front.

"Xiaobao, come here..." Aunt Wang beckoned to Cheng Xiaobao.

Xiaobao stood up and ran over with short legs.

Yan Shiting has always hated children, and the ghosts distracted him. He felt that the child was not only unpleasant, but also had an urge to get out of the car and get in touch with the little boy. Stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Cheng Yingxuan drove her broken QQ car out of the parking lot, took Aunt Wang and Xiaobao into the car, and drove in the direction of home.

"Xuan Xuan, did you claim your repair fee?" Xiao Bao asked in the passenger seat.

"No." Cheng Yingxuan said depressedly, "I forgot about the repair fee."

Fuck! It was all because Yan Shiting suddenly wanted to support her.

"What should I do?" The little voice was at a loss.

"The guy who owes me a repair fee, I don't have to know it, and give him a thousand dollars. It's just when you burn him." You know, a thousand dollars can buy a lot of large stacks of bad coins for M coins.

Xiaobao Nennen's voice didn't understand, "Xuan Xuan, what's the matter to me? Why did I burn it to him?"

"Because you are my son."

"But I am not his son. My dad is dead. Can you burn me a thousand dollars for living people? Can living people use them?" Cheng Xiaobao was young and asked questions, but he was learned.

"It will be available when he dies."

"Oh." Xiaobao responded casually, "Mom, when I was playing at the door of the supermarket, I saw a beautiful car coming over. The black one was from Porsche, from the parking lot of the Thunder Group. I glanced, and there was an uncle wearing a half mask."

Cheng Yingxuan missed a beat, "No, son, do you know the brand of the car? How can you just..." Just happened to see Yan Shiting? Could this be the legendary marginal dung coming again?

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