My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Compared with the passengers who wanted to leave, but the welfare made me surrender, Jiang Anzhi and the others had no worries at all.

Jiang Che and Zhang Miaomiao played from three o'clock to five o'clock, and the two still agreed to order meals together.

On the way back to the Red Castle, Jiang Che invited Miaomiao to ride with him.

Zhang Miaomiao subconsciously glanced at Jiang Anzhi, only to see Jiang Anzhi showing a kind smile to her, Qingjuanwushuang's face was full of kindness, Li Wo's shallow smile was faint, but fascinated all beings, Zhang Miaomiao followed Jiang Che into the car without hesitation up.

Yan Zhenni and Zhang Qianyi held their foreheads helplessly behind.

Zhang Miaomiao is Yan Kong, she likes Qin Zhuo and Baiji, it is not unexpected that she likes Jiang Anzhi now.

The couple looked at the laughter from the No. 001 electric car of the princess and the prince and the driver from time to time, and felt bleak.

"Why is there such a vicissitudes of a daughter who can't help her mother when she grows up?"

Yan Zhenni, who monopolizes a car by herself, resents her mouth, but her body is very chic with her legs crossed.

Zhang Qianyi didn't say anything, and drove silently.

When Jiang Anzhi came back, Feng Lanchu happened to hang up the phone number of the director of the unit.

"Mom, I just went to the Children's Paradise." Jiang Che ran to Ms. Xiaofeng and hugged her.

Feng Lanchu bent down and pinched his face: "Is it fun?"

"It's fun. Sister Miaomiao went with me."

Zhang Miaomiao was also looking at Feng Lanchu with sparkling eyes behind her.

Feng Lan first touched the cute and beautiful Zhang Miaomiao: "Is Miaomiao tired?"

"Not tired." Zhang Miaomiao happily showed her baby teeth.

While waiting for the meal, the two children happily went to the living room to play.

The adults sat down at the nearby dining table, and Yan Zhenni asked about Feng Lanchu's investigation with concern.

Feng Lanchu just smiled and said that she has an eye.

Yan Zhenni had no choice but to thoroughly experience the mysterious methods used by the experts.

Usually, the most official answer about social sciences in the news is that it is being deciphered, explored, and researched, and then wait for N years before experts throw out the answer at a leisurely pace, but often at this time, people have already Forget what he said, or don't care about the truth.

"Xiao Chu, can we solve the mystery before we leave?"

Feng Lanchu smiled and nodded after hearing this: "It will definitely be untied."

With Feng Lanchu's reassurance, Yan Zhenni finally felt at ease.

After the two families had dinner, they went home.

Accompanied by Jiang Anzhi, Jiang Che took a quick shower, and he began to feel restless.

When Feng Lan first came out of the wash, she saw Young Master Jiang nestled in his father's arms reading a picture book, but those moving little feet betrayed the uneasiness in his heart.

Feng Lan walked to the window with a smile at the beginning, and opened the curtain with a swipe.

Jiang Che was terrified immediately: "Mom, don't open the curtains."

"It's okay, mom will take you to look after things."

Hearing this, Jiang Che shook his head again and again, grabbing Dad's arm and not letting go.

"Didn't you see a white shadow yesterday? Don't you wonder what that is?" Feng Lanchu leaned over and asked.

Jiang Che blinked: "What is that?"

"Snowy Owl, a very mysterious bird."

"?" The father and son were both confused.

"Hmm..." Feng Lan scratched her head at the beginning and changed to a simple explanation: "White Owl, do you know each other now?"

"Eh?" Jiang Che's eyes widened, "Is it a white owl?"

Feng Lanchu smiled and nodded: "You were very lucky to see its shadow last night. Today, mother wants to invite you to observe the white owl with me. Would you like to accompany me?"

Sometimes, when children encounter terrible things, they will return to normal after crying, and adults will think that he is fine. In fact, children just subconsciously suppress this fear. If it is not resolved, it will be like A bomb slowly grows in the dark part of my heart.

Why are some people afraid of the dark, some people afraid of looking in the mirror, some people afraid of the bottom of the bed, and some people afraid of red?

It is all because of a certain cause that has not been dealt with properly, and it has deteriorated into an uncontrollable effect.