Jiang Xiaobai drank a few glasses of wine, then got up and left first.

Jiang Xiaobai is a daughter slave and has a reputation. Even if he leaves the table early, everyone can understand it.

When Jiang Xiaobai came home, Jiang Langlang was playing with his sister on the sofa.

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai coming back, he ran towards Jiang Xiaobai regardless of the matter.

My daughter Jiang Xin struggled to get off the sofa, which scared Jiang Xiaobai. She was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared that she was so scared.

Jiang Xiaobai ran over in two steps, hugging his daughter.

"Hehe, hehe." Xiao Jiang Xin immediately reached out and hugged Jiang Xiaobai's neck and smiled.

Looking at my daughter's bright and black grape eyes, and when she smiled, the two pear blossom dimples, a star was about to melt.

He held his daughter and said "baji" in one mouthful.

"Gee." Jiang Xin smiled even happier, dancing.

Jiang Langlang, who was standing beside him, was a little reluctant. He wanted to hug his father but didn't hug him. Instead, he let his sister, who could not walk or even crawl on the sofa, snatched the first one.

Jiang Langlang walked over with a depressed look on his face, jumped up and sat on the sofa, his depressed expression entangled on a face, making Jiang Xiaobai laugh.

He reached out and hugged his son in his arms, one hand, one son and one daughter. Jiang Xiaobai felt that he was really satisfied.

"By the way, son, where is your mother?" Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously.

"Mom is calling Aunt Song Xin in the room." Jiang Langlang said angrily.

"Oh, oh..." My daughter Jiang Xin didn't know if she understood it or was it coincidentally, she pointed to the room and shouted.

"Song Xin." Jiang Xiaobai's face was a little stunned. Since Song Xin left, the two of them had not been on the phone.

The last time I learned about Song Xin, I learned from Song Hanbin that Song Xin had given birth to a child abroad.

He was so angry that he didn't say he wouldn't let Song Xin get along with someone else, but isn't your time too fast?

Calculate the time, when I was in China, I teased myself all day long, but in the blink of an eye, I went abroad and gave birth to another man.

It is impossible to say that you are not angry, it is just that you have no position to be angry. But you are also unhappy.

Since then, Jiang Xiaobai has never taken the initiative to inquire about Song Xin.

I also slowly accepted this reality. My former confidante and more than ten years of love have become history.

Perhaps some love is like this, and it is ended before it even begins.

For a long time, Jiang Xiaobai would not take the initiative to think of Song Xin, but he did not expect that he would have heard the news about Song Xin unexpectedly today.

This is not surprising to Jiang Xiaobai. After all, Zhao Xinyi and Song Xin are best friends, so it is normal to contact him.

What surprised Jiang Xiaobai was that his son Jiang Langlang actually blurted out "Auntie Song Xin."

That means that this is not the first time Song Xin contacted Zhao Xinyi, and the communication between the two should be quite frequent.

Otherwise, how many things can my son remember at such an old age?

"Langlang, you play with your sister, be careful not to throw your sister." Jiang Xiaobai put his daughter on the sofa, reminded his son, and then walked towards the bedroom by himself.

When he walked to the bedroom door, Jiang Xiaobai did not push the door open, but was at the door.

The door was not closed tightly, and there were intermittent sounds coming from the room.

However, Jiang Xiaobai listened for a while and was no longer interested.

Because Zhao Xinyi has been discussing this parenting experience with Song Xin.

Jiang Xiaobai pushed the door and walked in. Zhao Xinyi saw that it was Jiang Xiaobai and smiled, signaled Jiang Xiaobai to sit down, and then continued to chat with Song Xin.

Just as Jiang Xiaobai was a little impatient and was about to speak.

Zhao Xinyi then said to the phone: "Xin'er, Xiaobai is back, right next to you, you can say a few words to Xiaobai!"

After Zhao Xinyi finished speaking, she handed the phone to Jiang Xiaobai, then got up and walked out of the room.

The microphone was already in his hand, but Jiang Xiaobai didn't know what to do, so he finally picked up the phone and put it in his ear.

No one spoke in the microphone, just a slight breathing sound came out.

Jiang Xiaobai thought that this should be the case on Song Xin’s phone.

He opened his mouth, but Jiang Xiaobai didn't know what to say.

Do you congratulate Song Xin on having a noble son or complain that Song Xin got married and had children without saying hello.

But if you complain, what identity do you think you should complain? Why do you need to say hello to yourself when you get married and have children?

Are you a confidante? And what is your identity?

After a while, there were only two people breathing slightly in the microphone. Jiang Xiaobai opened his mouth several times, and the words came to his mouth and swallowed them back.

After a long time, Jiang Xiaobai asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Song Xin's voice came from the phone, giving Jiang Xiaobai the feeling that he was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Song Xin's voice was still so crisp and pleasant, but unfortunately she no longer belonged to her.

"What about you? Is it okay?" Song Xin's voice came again.

Jiang Xiaobai's face was bitter, and he nodded and said to the microphone: "I'm fine."

The people who used to talk about everything, now are the only ones who can ask each other?

However, it didn't take long for such embarrassment. Song Xin continued: "I heard from Xinyi that your daughter Jiang Xin is very cute. Grape eyes and pear blossom whirlpool. You are still with your daughter's slave, and my godson Jiang Langlang is also good..."

Song Xin said, and suddenly shedded. The signal at this time was not very good. Jiang Xiao couldn't hear clearly whether it was Song Xin crying or suddenly became silent.

"Hey, are you still here?" Jiang Xiaobai asked to the phone.

But no sound came from the microphone.

After a while, Song Xin's voice came again: "Okay, let's do it, take care of yourself."

The voice was a little low. Before Jiang Xiaobai could speak, a busy voice of "beep" came from the microphone.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled bitterly and put down the phone.

Looking back and listening to the laughter of my son and daughter coming from the living room, I shook my head and got up and left the bedroom.

After coming to the living room, Zhao Xinyi was teasing her two children.

He didn't ask what Jiang Xiaobai and Song Xin had talked about.

Jiang Xiaobai deliberately asked when Zhao Xinyi contacted Song Xin and what was happening with Song Xin now.

However, he didn't ask in the end, and he reached out to put his arm around Zhao Xinyi's shoulder, and then teased the two children with his wife Zhao Xinyi.

Song Xin, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, was already in tears after hanging up the phone.

"Miss Song, I've had breakfast." The voice of the nanny came from outside the room.
Chapter completed!