At the gate of Mirror Garden, Si Mohan saw the girl's tired look, avoided the wound on her back, carefully put her in his arms and carried her out of the car.
"Aunt Jane, she," an hour ago, after Xiaoxuan woke up, he learned that his mother had entered the hospital. He sat on the steps blankly and looked at the door eagerly.
"Quiet," Si Mohan reminded him quickly as he looked at Xiao Xuan running over.
The boy covered his mouth, looked at his mother who was sleeping soundly in his father's arms, and followed quietly to the side.
Along the way, the servants' eyes glanced there intentionally or unintentionally.
"Why did the madam have such a fit today that she let the young master carry her in?"
"I didn't see her asleep. If she were awake, she would definitely make a fuss."
"Tsk, a down-and-out daughter really takes herself seriously. With this approach, I would like to see how long the young master can tolerate her."
A girl named Xiaowei was holding a broom with a dissatisfied look on her face. She was obviously more beautiful than her, so why should she be a servant?
In fact, it's not the fault of the servants for complaining. In order to keep Si Mohan away from her, Jian Xingchen had put on smoky makeup and beggar's pants. She made a lot of noise like a shrew every day and didn't look like a lady at all.
Jian Xingchen moved into Mirror Garden five years ago. At that time, Jian Xingchen's adoptive parents, grandparents and younger brother were all buried in the river due to a car accident.
The Jian Group was leaderless and was annexed by the Si Group. Si Mohan brought the homeless Jian Xingchen back to Mirror Garden.
Because of the man's unstable character, coupled with the instigation of Lu Mengyi and Meng Ziqing, his past life mistakenly believed that he arranged the car accident in order to annex the Jane Group and consolidate his position.
It was already 15 o'clock when Jian Xingchen opened his eyes again.
She half sat up and looked at the empty room. She wanted to make a call but remembered that her phone was broken.
The girl felt that someone was looking at her, and moved her eyes to the door. A cute little head appeared beside the bedroom door, and her little hand was still holding the wall tightly.
Seeing the woman looking this way, the little boy quickly retracted his head and wanted to run away.
"Xiao Xuan," Jian Xingchen quickly called the boy.
"Aunt Jane, I'm here," the boy's head appeared again, his eyes full of expectation but mixed with fear.
"Why don't you come in?"
"Dad didn't let me in, saying it would disturb your rest," the boy replied in a low voice.
"Where's your father?" Jian Xingchen lowered his voice and tried to sound as gentle as possible.
"Dad is out and will be back later."
"Xiao Xuan, come here," Jian Xingchen waved and sat on the edge of the bed.
Si Xuan looked around and saw that no one could see him, then he ran in quickly.
"Aunt Jian, where are you injured? Were they injured by those people?" Si Xuan didn't dare to get too close to her, for fear of being pushed away by her like before.
Jian Xingchen felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of his last words in his previous life, "Mom, don't cry."
She half-crouched in front of the boy, "Xiao Xuan, are you still willing to call me mom?"
Si Xuan looked stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously, "Mom," these two words the boy would say to her photo every day.
Jian Xingchen's eyes were filled with tears, and she hugged the boy tightly into her arms, "Xiao Xuan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Si Xuan felt his mother's trembling and patted her back with his little hand, "Mom, don't be afraid, dad and I are both here."
Jian Xingchen bit her lip hard and burst into tears. For a long time, she held the boy in her lap.
"Xiao Xuan, don't you hate me for what I did to you before?" Jian Xingchen looked away, not daring to look at him.
The little boy shook his head, with a smile on his chubby face.
"Dad told me that mom loves me, but she just doesn't know how to express her feelings."
"Dad said that?" Jian Xingchen looked at the boy in disbelief.
"Yeah, dad also said that every time mom scolded Xiaoxuan, she would shed tears of regret. He said mom didn't like being too close and she would feel uncomfortable."
Xiao Xuan's voice became softer and he kept his distance unconsciously.
Jian Xingchen's nails dug into her palms.
"Mom, your hands are bleeding." Si Xuan looked at the blood dripping on the ground and was at a loss. He hurriedly called the housekeeper.
Jian Xingchen hugged the boy into her arms, her voice choked with sobs, "Xiao Xuan, mom is fine, can you let me hold you?"
Si Xuan was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear when he heard what she said.
I have long wanted to hug my mother. Every time after kindergarten, I see other children being hugged, and I feel envious.
After a long time, Jian Xingchen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and let go of the boy, "Xiao Xuan, mommy is going to find daddy, can we come together?"
"Mom, wait for me, I'm going to change clothes," Si Xuan jumped out of the bedroom.
"Madam, Miss Lu is waiting for you at the gate," the servant came to report.
Jian Xingchen's face, which was still touched, turned gloomy. She walked up to the window, where Lu Mengyi was standing at the door, pacing back and forth.
"Let her wait," the woman's words were cold and devoid of any emotion.
The servant hurriedly left the door.
Jian Xingchen turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. Although she was not wearing heavy makeup, her makeup was extremely enchanting because Lu Mengyi once told herself that Meng Ziqing liked this type of girl.
She sneered and went to the dressing room on the third floor to choose clothes.
Jian Xingchen's eyes fell on a simple and elegant white gauze dress.
Si Mohan always liked simple and elegant clothes. In his previous life, he was against him and didn't even notice the clothes he wore.
After the girl changed her clothes, she took off all the heavy makeup and left the dressing room half an hour later.
"What the hell are you doing? Is the communication so slow?" Lu Mengyi waited impatiently and her temper became even more irritable.
"Ms. Lu, you don't have an appointment. Madam has something to take care of now, please wait a moment," the servant replied.
Lu Mengyi was furious when she looked at the helpless servant in front of her. Every time she came before, Jian Xingchen was waiting at the door early, so there was no need to make a reservation.
"Is this your first day at work? You dare to stop me, but you don't want to do it anymore?"
The servant took a step back after being yelled at by her. Today was indeed his first day at work.
"Go away, Miss Lu dares to stop her," Xiao Wei saw the situation at the door and hurriedly ran over to push the new servant away, looking at Lu Mengyi with a flattering look on her face.
"Ms. Lu, she is new here, please come in." Xiao Wei knew that Madam had a good relationship with her, so this was definitely the right thing to do.
"Mom, is that you?" Si Xuan looked at the fairy-like woman in front of him, a little afraid to recognize her.
Jian Xingchen laughed out loud and half-crouched in front of the boy, "Why, you don't recognize me after just a few minutes."
"Mom, you are so beautiful today, like a fairy," Si Xuan's little hand lightly touched the skirt of her fairy-like skirt.
"Of course you have to dress up to see dad," she winked at Si Xuan.
The boy nodded with a flushed face, "Mom is right."
