The next day.
After breakfast, Su Su and Wang Sisi set off again.
The formal dance is in the evening, before which you need to put on makeup, put on a custom dress, and finally rehearse the waltz and so on.
And Zhang Jing is also waiting for the 90-60-90 Letitia.
Without the need for words, Zhang Jing paid for a sumptuous breakfast for the other party, then walked into the elevator together, and then - he could only think about it.
Five hours later, it was three o'clock in the afternoon again.
"I have to go back," Letitia took the initiative to end the fight, put on her long dress and said, "See you tomorrow."
Zhang Jing gave him 2,000 yuan, "My girlfriend and I will leave Paris tomorrow morning and we will never see each other again."
Letitia was slightly stunned, took the money and left the hotel room.
Forty minutes later, about one kilometer due east of the Eleventh District City Hall, there was an attic in a building.
This is where Letitia rents. There is no living room, only one bedroom + a bathroom and a small kitchen. The monthly rent is 500 euros.
"Temple," Letitia called to her daughter, who was hiding on the other side of the bed, with only the top of her head showing, "how are you today?"
"I'm fine," a girl named Tianbaoli, about 18 or 19 years old, cautiously revealed her head, "Mom, did your work go well today?"
"It went well, it's the same Asian customer as yesterday," Letitia said in a good mood, "He is very generous and paid me double the tour guide fee today."
"That's great." The girl named Tianbaoli was obviously different from normal people. "My mother works hard and I love my mother."
Letitia stepped forward to hug her daughter and noticed the drawings scattered on the floor, including the internal structure of the door lock, the opening and closing structure of the sunroof, sketches of bicycle components, etc.
After feeling worried for a second, Letitia said affectionately: "I love you too, just pack up and let's go to Los Angeles tonight."
Letitia had already decided to go to Los Angeles, but she never had the travel expenses.
"Why are you going to Los Angeles?" My daughter Tianbaoli said with a resistant expression, "Are the people there cruel? Will they scold me?"
"No," Letitia explained, "There are better job opportunities, better living conditions there, and maybe we can find ways to help you."
Tianbaoli nodded seriously, "Tianbaoli listen to mother."
Zhang Jing didn't know that Letitia's family was in a special situation, otherwise there would be nothing he could do.
Because today is a formal dance, Wang Sisi and Su Su returned to the hotel at nine o'clock in the evening.
"Perfect!"
In the hotel room, Su Su was in a good mood and introduced to Zhang Jing, "The dance was a success. Sisi shined this time, and my face was full of light."
Zhang Jing smiled and echoed the praise: "Sisi is excellent."
"Indeed," Su Su said with a proud expression, "I'm going back to the Magic City tonight, please be safe in Paris."
Zhang Jing understood that the mother-in-law was anxious to go back and show off to her friends and ex-husband.
Wang Sisi also knows that her mother likes to show off, and she can't change it in this life.
Fortunately, she is no longer forced to marry a wealthy family. If she likes to show off, she can show off. As long as it doesn't disturb her happy life, that's fine.
After seeing off the elated Su Su, Zhang Jing and Wang Sisi flew back to Los Angeles the next day.
Landed.
The first stop is back to No. 924 Hongbeigang. Silan, Fan Simin, and Zhang Yi in the stroller are all here.
Hug the little cow with a big belly, then hug Fan Simin, whose lips are outlined in yoga pants, and finally hug the son Zhang Yi who was born in the palace.
Fan Simin and Silan also have a relatively good relationship. They lived together while Zhang Jing and Wang Sisi were away.
"I saw the photo," Fan Simin said with envy but not jealousy, "Sisi, your position is very important. You can kill many famous ladies in an instant."
"This is all because of uncle," Wang Sisi introduced enthusiastically. "Paris social godmother Aufidi Renoir recognizes uncle very much."
"This situation is impossible to replicate," Zhang Jing explained. "Mr. Su has made more efforts behind the scenes, so I don't have the ability to push you in."
Fan Simin knew she had no chance.
But one must have the spirit of Ah Q to be a human being. Gods do not have absolute freedom, let alone humans.
"It's okay," Fan Simin stepped forward and hugged Zhang Jing, "You are enough."
"Okay," Zhang Jing interrupted Fan Simin's sensationalism, "the problem with the yoga pants, can it be changed?"
"No," Fan Simin refused openly, "Only in this way will you know that I am a treasure too;
If you don’t want me, others will rush for you. "
Very speechless, it seems that many women have their own way of survival and understand psychology.
Because of the yoga pants, Zhang Jing is really interested in Fan Simin, and her share of the public food will never be left out.
Silan is more open-minded, she doesn't care about appearance, she only wants ten children.
"Here comes the delicious food," Slan brought a box of biscuits, "Simin and I just made these."
"Wow," Wang Sisi's eyes brightened, "I like Man Yue Mei cookies."
Suddenly, Zhang Jing discovered that Silan was abnormal.
Fan Simin also noticed, "Slan, your amniotic water seems to have broken."
Silan realized it later and looked down at the liquid flowing down his calf, "The delivery package is in the car. Which of you will drive me to the hospital? Who will stay to take care of Zhang Yi?"
"I'll take you to the hospital," Zhang Jing stepped forward to help Silan, "leave now."
Fan Simin raised her hand, "I'll stay and take care of Zhang Yi."
"I'll go to the hospital too," Wang Sisi said to adjust the atmosphere. "Experience the process of giving birth in advance so as not to be at a loss when you get there."
There is a private hospital in Hongbeigang community, which is only ten minutes away by car, so there is no shortage of beds.
She started giving birth immediately after arriving at the place because she was in good health. Just an hour later, Zhang Jing and Silan's son was born, crying loudly.
Wang Sisi was stunned at such a fast speed, "I heard that it takes three, four, five hours for other people to give birth."
"The situation is different," Zhang Jing said nonsensically. "People who grew up drinking ice water have different physiques."
At this time, the nurse came over and said, "The mother and son are both in good condition. You can go in."
Zhang Jing and Wang Sisi squeezed into the ward.
Silan, who was still in good spirits, was lying on the hospital bed, with the baby beside her.
"Thank you," Zhang Jing stepped forward and kissed Silan gently on the forehead, then looked at his son, "Can I give him a hug?"
"Of course," Silan agreed generously, "He is our son."
Gently picking up the crying baby in the swaddle, Zhang Jing felt that it was very light, yet very heavy. This was his blood.
Wang Sisi looked on curiously, "What's the baby's name?"
Zhang Jing looked at Silan, "Do you have a good name?"
"If possible," Slan expected, "I would like you to come up with a name."
"Of course," Zhang Jing was very grateful that Silan was pregnant in ten months and thought for seven or eight seconds before saying, "How about calling him ng?"
"Ante Zhang," Slan murmured, "Meaning: Beyond praise, I like this name."
Zhang Jing also likes it, putting his big face next to the baby's little face.
York was born in January this year, Zhang Yi was born in February, Luoer Zhang was born in February, and Ant Zhang was born in August.
Sissy is still pregnant with one.
Satisfied!
Some people died, but not completely...
