CEO’s Constant Dote on His Wife - Chapter 187

“Sister-in-law, you’re so eccentric. You’re afraid that I’ll bully your colleagues.” Mo Zifei looked at Jing xiaocan with great grievance and convicted her on the spot.

This little girl unexpectedly exposed her mind in public. For the sake of meeting for the first time, can’t she save some face?

It seems that none of the Mohists is a fuel-efficient lamp!

“Cough, cough, I don’t have it. I’m for…”

After watching the play for a long time, Shao Yinning smiled proudly at Mo Zifei, “ha ha, Feifei, you lost.”

“What?” Jing xiaocan looks at the two people smiling at each other.

“We are the best friends!”

Well, she admitted that she had just turned her arms and elbows out.

“…” Jing xiaocan pretends to be calm and sits down in the seat.

“Don’t make noise during work hours.” Jing xiaocan gives a headache and throws the laughing two out.

Looking at their backs, he complained, “I don’t understand the rules, but I’m actually teasing me.”

But then again, with these two people around, it seems that her life will not be lonely in the future.

Calm down, Jing xiaocan glances at the man standing on one side who has been watching the play.

Mo Yiqing stepped forward, stood behind her, hugged her, and quickly explained, “Feifei is actually my half sister.”

“Leng Qiuhua’s?” Jing xiaocan looks back in shock and looks at him with “are you crazy”. She reacts and asks, “that’s Mo Shaoyang’s sister?”

“Yes.”

Seeing him nodding, Jing xiaocan could hardly bear to knock on his head and beat the armrest of the seat with annoyance. “Is mo Yiqing out of your mind? It’s too late to hide from her. You’re lucky to put her daughter under my eyes. Don’t you think it’s not messy enough?”

“Don’t worry, Feifei and Leng Qiuhua are not the same people, otherwise I wouldn’t arrange like this.” Mo Yiqing smiled confidently, “this little girl is smart and lively. She listens to me most since childhood. It’s better for her to be around you than an outsider.”

This problem needs time to be verified.

I don’t know where he got his confidence.

Jing xiaocan is too lazy to argue with him and can only acquiesce.

Hyatt Hotel.

In order to celebrate the opening of Paradise Island magazine, moyiqing specially held a celebration in the hotel.

Including all employees of Paradise Island and business elites and successful people in Beidu City, the whole floor was fully covered.

At the end of the banquet, Jing xiaocan excuses to go to the bathroom and walks out of the hall to get some air. Just standing in front of the French window at the end of the corridor, she hears footsteps from one side.

Turning back to show Minghan Qingjun’s cheek, Jing xiaocan is stunned.

It is destiny.

“Xiao can?” when he met her here, Zhan Minghan was surprised and looked around, “are you alone?”

“… no, it’s with colleagues.” Jing xiaocan smiled faintly and remembered the last time he held her to the hospital in the mall. A trace of embarrassment and gratitude flashed on his face.

I haven’t seen each other for a month. The woman in front of me looks plump and mature with a trace of charm, which makes people want to see more.

“There’s something I want to tell you. Let’s go to the hall on the first floor and sit down and talk.” knowing that she is pregnant and can’t stand for a long time, Zhan Minghan said thoughtfully.

Jing xiaocan nods, dials a phone for Mo Yiqing, and follows Zhan Minghan straight to the hall on the first floor.

On the first floor, near the window, they sit opposite each other.

Zhan Minghan handed her a glass of water and looked at her eyes gently and attentively. Jing xiaocan smiled faintly and dared not look at him. “Thank you.”

“I’ve just returned from malvini island!” Zhan Minhan said lightly, taking a panoramic view of her deliberately dodging look, and a touch of invisible disappointment flashed in his eyes.

“Hmm?” Jing xiaocan suddenly looks up and stares at him in amazement.

A trace of pity flashed in Zhan Minghan’s eyes for Shangjing xiaocan’s shocked eyes.

Although he slowed his tone, he knew that the words he blurted out surprised her.

The next second, Jing xiaocan puts down his water glass, looks flustered, and asks in a trembling voice, “you really went, you…” he said he would go to the island to take pictures.

What she wanted to ask was that Jing xiaocan’s heart jumped wildly when she offered a bunch of flowers instead of her in the sea area where the passenger plane crashed.

Jing xiaocan hesitates again, feeling that her question is a little abrupt.

After all, their relationship is not ripe enough for him to do anything for her.

Besides, last time he just said casually that in case he forgot to work, wouldn’t it embarrass him if she asked.

“I went to the sea area where the airliner crashed and offered flowers for you…” Zhan Minghan looked at her with concern.

“Really, thank you so much.” Jing xiaocan looked at him gratefully, folded his hands, closed his eyes and prayed silently for a few seconds. Then he opened his eyes. “When I have time, I will go in person.”

When she interrupted, Zhan Minghan swallowed his words to his lips. In fact, what he wanted to say was that as soon as they left the front foot, he went straight to the airport, bought a ticket and fled to malvini island.

Do what you can for her.

Moreover, he investigated the island for a whole month.

Until the mania in his heart gradually dissipated, until he thought he could treat her calmly again.

He couldn’t wait for the passenger plane to fly back.

He also brought back a piece of news that Jing xiaocan was not sure whether it was good news.

“My good friend Weilin is an adventure lover. We looked for many places. Finally, we found a survivor in a sanatorium on an island hundreds of miles away from the sea…”

“Survivor?” Jing xiaocan stands up with an incredulous look. “Then why does the official report insist that there is no life!”

The news that there are still survivors is really unexpected.

“This man was rescued by local fishermen, but unfortunately, his brain was badly damaged, he lost his memory and didn’t remember anything.”

“Do you have a picture of him?” a hunch crossed her mind. Jing xiaocan leaned over and put his hands on the table. “Height, age, physical characteristics?”

Because she was too nervous, her hands were shaking slightly.

“At that time, the man saw that we were very resistant. He curled up in bed and took only one picture. He was about in his fifties. He looked average and had a scar on his face. He didn’t know if it was left by the plane crash.” Zhan Minghan took out his mobile phone, found out the picture and handed it to her.

Jing xiaocan stares at the vague figure in the picture and tangles.

Even if it is clear, she is not sure. After all, it has been so many years.

And the only way is for mom to recognize it.

The idea flashed through her mind. The next second, she immediately denied it.

If not, it would be self defeating to recall my mother’s sad past again.

Or, you can test it from the side.

After a moment of meditation, Jing xiaocan sends the photos to her mobile phone to save them. Well, it’s OK to let her mother have a look inadvertently.

However, the most direct and effective way is for her to go there in person or do a DNA test.

The next second, Jing xiaocan is startled by the unexpected idea in his mind.

How could she have such an idea? How could she be so sure that the survivor had something to do with her?