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Ji Mu Cheng looked at her from time to time, and a cute little face suddenly flashed across his mind. At that time, he was only six or seven years old, but in a black car, a cute little girl kept making faces at him.

"Xia Xinyan." Ji Mu Cheng suddenly called for her.

"Hmm?" Xia Xinyan looked at him blankly.

"Do you remember when you were young and had a crush on a little boy?" Ji Mu Cheng gri

ed.

Xia Xinyan rolled her eyes at him in a

oyance, "Boring."

"You really don’t remember? That’s right. At that time, you were only two or three years old, so there’s no way you would have any memories. A warm feeling rose in Ji Mu Cheng’s heart. Luckily, he still had that memory, and no one could steal it away from him.

Xia Xinyan thought that he was only teasing her, but when she saw that he was serious, she curiously asked: "So you’re saying, we’ve met before?"

"Of course, our fates are destined for us." Ji Mu Cheng was elated. If love had a sequence, then he must have known her more than twenty years before Yan Junhan, so she was his.

Xia Xinyan curled her lips in disapproval, "Do you think I’m a three year old little girl, and you’re trying to trick me with such an indistinct thing?"

"Well, did your grandmother tell you to read it? Honestly, isn’t it? " Ji Mu City suddenly turned serious, and he still wanted to talk to her about it.

Xia Xinxin’s expression turned blank, and then her eyes turned red.

"You were just guessing." She stubbornly refused to admit that he was right.

"I’m not randomly guessing. Your grandma brought you to attend the wedding of Uncle Luo Jinyu and Aunt Yang Chuchu. I went there the other day as well. I even saw you crying after a fall." Ji Mu City explained the entire process in detail.

"Really? Mommy loved to cry when she was little? " Little Yu Chen had been listening to their conversation, and when he heard about Mommy’s crying, he couldn’t stop laughing.

Xia Xinyan pinched her son’s palm and gave him a look that forbade laughter.

The little guy was still laughing.

"Alright, even if we have met before, it doesn’t mean anything. We grew up in the same city, so we will inevitably pass each other by." Xia Xinyan pretended not to care about it, but somewhere in her heart, she suddenly felt soft. She even tried hard to recover that tiny bit of memory, but her mind was blank and she couldn’t think of anything else.

"No, we’ve met a second time. When I was abroad with my parents on vacation, you and your mother walked past me on the path in front of the garden. I remember you dressed like a little turkey, blending in with the color of the flowers." Ji Mu City didn’t know why, but all of a sudden, her memory of her was so clear, she could even remember the color of her clothes.

Xia Xinyan thought for a moment as if she really did have a fiery red dress. Her mother had bought it for her and told her to put it on and go on a long journey.

"How do you remember it so clearly? What are you trying to do? " Xia Xinyan’s mind was in a mess. The man was still looking at her with such a fiery gaze. Her heartbeat quickened.

"Mommy, do you still want to ask? Of course dad likes you. " Little Yu Chen finally found the opportunity to speak.

Xia Xinyan glared at her son. This little guy was always randomly telling the truth. He really wanted to pinch him.

"Your son is right, I might have really fallen for you at that time." Ji Mu Cheng’s thin lips curled up into a smile that was exceptionally enchanting. Even the light and shadows around him seemed to fade away.

Xia Xinyan felt an electric current rush through her heart, making her heart beat even faster. Immediately after, she felt her face heat up, so she could only shake her son’s hand off, "I’m going to get a cup of milk tea. Do you want to drink something?"

"Mommy, I want ice cream. Mango." When the little guy heard that there was a chance to buy delicious food, he immediately did not let it go.

"No, I’ll get you a cup of warm water." Xia Xinyan interrupted her son’s thoughts.

Ji Mu Cheng picked up his lost son and carried him in his arms as he followed behind her.

When Xia Xinyan went to line up, she felt a tall figure shrouding her from behind. She didn’t dare to turn around, but her back bumped into his chest from time to time, causing her to be so nervous that she couldn’t breathe as sweat dripped from her palms.

What happened to her? Was it because there were so many people here that it was even hotter?

At this moment, Ji Mu City was also extremely excited. Perhaps it was because of the two acts that he had recalled that had deepened his favorable impression of her.

His thin lips were always smiling. He wanted to be closer to her, closer.

"Wow, so handsome. What a pity, I already have a son."

"That’s right, it’s my type. What should I do?"

"His son is so pretty. The woman standing in front of him, she can’t be his wife, right? So envious of her. "

There were a few girls waiting for their companions, but when they saw the family of three, they were immediately shocked. Their looks were simply enviable.

When Xia Xinyan heard this, she quickly turned her face to the other side, feeling a little embarrassed.

They actually thought that she was Ji Mu City’s wife?

Ji Mu Cheng heard it too and said gently to his son, "Greet the few sisters beside you."

Little Yu Chen immediately waved at them.

The girls immediately scattered, their faces red with embarrassment.

A few young boys suddenly ran up from behind and jostled around, squeezing into the line in front. Ji Mu Cheng took a step forward with his long legs, and almost directly threw Xia Xin Nian into his arms.

Xia Xinyan was affected by the gravity and almost hit the back of another man. Fortunately, the man’s free arm was holding her waist tightly.

No outsider could see what was happening, but between the two of them, it was a delicate feeling that left them completely confused.

After buying the milk tea, Xia Xinxin still asked for an ice cream for her son, afraid that he would eat more. Xia Xinyan told Ji Mucheng to eat with her son, so she didn’t buy anything for him.

From this small matter, Ji Mu Cheng seemed to understand his family’s status.

He could only eat what was left of his son.

He felt that his position as the Patriarch was being threatened, but very quickly, he discovered that eating what was left of his son was nothing. This was because he might still want to eat the cup of milk tea left over from Xia Xinyan.

"It’s too sweet, I’ll give it to you to drink." Xia Xinyan was too used to being restrained by emotions, she couldn’t bear to throw it away, so she just stuffed it directly into the man’s hands. The man could only take it and drink a mouthful, feeling both sweet and sweet.