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Chapter 100: Let Them Recognize Your Door



Chapter 100: Let Them Recognize Your Door

Who knew that the moment the little guy came into contact with the bed, his posture instantly changed.

His small body was straightened, his hands were placed on either side of him, and his breathing was even. His body could not be any straighter.

Heh.

This position... Jiang Tingxu had seen it pretty often.

Hadn’t Mo Boyuan been sleeping in this position since young?

The corners of her mouth twitched as she watched. Finally, she covered her son with the blanket before she took out her change of clothes out and prepared to wash up.

At this moment, Jiang Tingxu finally had a feeling of realization.

The past two days had gone past in a blur, and she had been completely confused.

However, this sense of fulfillment felt really good!

It had been many years since she had experienced it, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

...

It took her less than fifteen minutes to wash up.

When she returned to her room, the little person on the bed did not show any signs of moving. He was still in the same position as before. Unlike other children, he did not rotate 360 degrees in his sleep.

Jiang Tingxu smiled and shook her head before turning off the lights and going to bed.

The sleeping little person seemed to have sensed something. He slowly inched closer and leaned against her. He seemed to be calling out,

“Mommy~”

At this moment, Jiang Tingxu’s heart softened. She gently kissed her son’s forehead:

“Good night, baby.”

...

The next day.

When the alarm clock rang, Jiang Tingxu opened her eyes. The little person in her arms also moved. It seemed that he was about to wake up.

She quickly patted the child’s back as if she was comforting him.

It was only six o’clock, so she could definitely let the child sleep a little longer. He didn’t have to go to school for the next few days anyway.

After comforting the child, Jiang Tingxu got out of bed very quietly.

Outside the door, Uncle Jin had already arrived. Behind him were several security guards of the property.

“Mr. Jin, aren’t you going to ring the bell?”

Uncle Jin waved his hand:

“It’s okay, let them rest a little longer.”

The group of people had actually arrived half an hour ago, but Uncle Jin just stood there without any intention of ringing the bell.

Uncle Jin didn’t move, so the security guards naturally didn’t dare to move.

Never in their wildest dreams would they have thought that such a big shot would come so early in the morning?

Tsk!

Who exactly lived in that house?

Jiang Tingxu did not know that a group of people were already waiting outside. After washing up, she fixed her hair.

It was just a simple ponytail. She looked no different from a university student.

She had no choice. She was born with a baby face.

After walking around the house, she realized that there was nothing to eat.

“Cough, looks like I have to go to the supermarket to do some shopping after work today.”

Pots and pans, daily necessities such as rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, and some other things.

They couldn’t possibly eat takeout all the time, right?

Jiang Tingxu preferred to eat and prepare home-cooked meals.

Seeing that it was almost time, she walked into the room.

At this moment, the little guy was still sleeping soundly. There was no indication of him waking up anytime soon.

Jiang Tingxu really didn’t want to disturb her son’s sleep, so she picked up her phone and made a call.

“Uncle Jin, are you here?”

“Yes, I’m at the door.”

Eh?

Jiang Tingxu hurriedly walked out and opened the door.

“Good morning, Young Madam.”

Uncle Jin’s familiar old face appeared before her with a smile.

“Good morning, they are...”

“The security officers of the property, let them recognize your door. In the future, if Young Madam needs anything, just let them know.”

Wasn’t that a little...?

Jiang Tingxu understood that she couldn’t refuse. If she refused, other arrangements might be made!


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