C1 Airport Storm

3 PM, A City Airport.

A large group of reporters were stuck here. It was for no other reason but because the famous figure from three years ago, the youngest person, Ying Zheng Jin, suddenly disappeared and reappeared in public view.

According to the intelligence report, she had landed at 3 o'clock, but it was already 3: 20. They did not even see a shadow of her, which made the reporters anxious.

As they were getting more and more impatient, a girl in ordinary jeans, a plaid shirt and a black backpack, with a bulbous head and big sunglasses, walked past the reporters.

However, before they could take a few steps, a reporter with sharp eyes recognized her and shouted, afraid that she would slip away, "Hurry and catch her, that's Fang Jin!"

This cry that sounded like the sound of a dolphin caused the reporters to react immediately. They all ran over and surrounded her.

Fang Jin sighed to herself. She didn't expect that even after three years, these reporters could still recognize her.

She was clearly much more humble and low-key than before.

After being recognized, Fang Jin took off her sunglasses to reveal her beautiful face. But now, her face was sickly pale.

This appearance of having just recovered from a serious illness immediately made the reporters wonder what had happened.

"Excuse me, why did you suddenly disappear right after taking the video? Is it true that you are suffering from a serious illness and are going abroad for treatment? "

"Excuse me, can you tell me who the father of your child is? Can you tell me?"

"Excuse me, is it true that you had multiple miscarriages while you were in the movie?"

The questions from the reporters shot at her like a barrage of cannons, giving her a headache.

She had a cold recently, but now that the reporters were chattering, she felt like her head would explode in the next second.

"My apologies, friends reporters. If you have any questions, please contact my agency. Thank you."

Fang Jin said politely and was about to squeeze out of the crowd.

But...

If one were to say that this person was unlucky, that would be extremely unlucky.

Just as Fang Jin squeezed her way out with great difficulty, a four to five-year-old good-looking little boy walked up to her side and called out in his childish voice, "Mom!"

Fang Jin: "..."

Which family's devilish brat is this?

The two of them stared at each other. Fang Jin widened her eyes, trying to scare away this devilish brat from whose family he belonged to.

This sudden turn of events immediately caused the reporters behind him to explode.

They stared at this child carefully. Although they didn't know how old he was, there was a rumor that Fang Jin was pregnant. Before she disappeared, she basically hadn't appeared for a year.

Now, looking at this child, it was very likely that she was the one who gave birth to this child, and then took the child abroad to hide for three years.

Now, they had caught him in the act.

Journalists were the best at catching people's eye. Regardless of whether they were mother and son, the youngest of the two, the unmarried empress dowager, was a piece of news.

They picked up the camera and pressed it furiously.

"Come here, little friend. Tell me, who is your father?" A female reporter squatted down to interview a little boy.

How could they not dig out the man behind the shadow?

He had to dig it up, okay!

The little boy seemed to be a little scared of strangers. He raised his head and looked at the silent Fang Jin, feeling it would be rude not to answer. Finally, he whispered, "Mom said, don't let me tell others."

Seeing that the little boy couldn't get anything out of him, the reporters surrounded Fang Jin and asked about the father of the child.

Fang Jin felt her head ache even more.

"Everyone, I'll repeat myself one last time. If you have any questions, please look for my agency."

After Fang Jin finished speaking, she said to the little boy, "And you, if you can't find your mother, please find the police uncle. I don't have a son as young as you."

After Fang Jin finished speaking, she left without a care. Encountering such a worrisome matter as soon as she came back, this made her even more irritable. Her temper wasn't good in the first place.

As soon as he came out, Fang Jin saw the familiar license plate. She opened the car door, sat on the passenger seat and shouted, "Hurry up and drive, quick!"

"What's wrong? Did you burn your ass? " Lin Jing asked as she drove leisurely.

"Hai, don't mention it. I'm going to sleep for a while." After Fang Jin finished, she closed her eyes. She felt that she had a fever.

The sleeping Fang Jin did not know that the reporters had not caught up, because another influential figure, the CEO of Fang Jin's brokerage company, Chen Mo Xuan, had appeared beside the little boy.

The most amazing thing was that the little boy even called him daddy!

Oh my god, this is a big piece of news!

Think about it, the young movie queen for the president of the secret children, three years, the president for her, spending a fortune, buy the whole company as a return gift.

If this news were to be published, it would definitely cause a huge commotion. After all, all the girls nowadays loved to eat dogs like this. Food.

After finishing his conversation with the reporter, Chen Mo Xuan carried the little boy back to his car.

"Uncle, that girl just now, is she my future aunt?" The little boy blinked his big eyes and asked curiously.

"Yes."

"Sigh, what a pity." The little boy sighed like an adult.

Chen Moxuan laughed at his reaction. "What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that the acting expenses are going to be reduced. She was so fierce that it scared me. Uncle, please give me more pocket money."

Chen Mo Xuan couldn't help but smile. This little guy's last sentence was the main point, right? What a little devil!

"Alright, uncle will treat you to dessert."

Chen Mo Xuan rubbed the boy's head and ruffled his silky hair.

"I'm going back to the dessert house." the boy demanded.

"Alright."

"..."

On the other side, Fang Jin, who had just reached home, was just about to sit on the sofa when her manager called her.

"I say, Fang Xiaojin, you're really awesome. You've already attracted a large group of reporters to surround you the moment you returned. Are you going to make some big news?"

The manager, Sister Li, said as usual with a teasing tone.

"I don't want to either." Fang Jin stepped off her slippers and lay down on the sofa, "I came back early, who knows how these reporters know? Also, I don't know what's going on with that child, so don't ask me. "

"Child? "What child?" Sister Li was puzzled.

"…" Fang Jin was silent for a few seconds. It turned out that Sister Li didn't know.

"Well, anyway, you'll know by watching the news tomorrow. Maybe he'll be out tonight." Fang Jin was too lazy to explain. The title would probably be something like: Three years of afterimages returning to the first day, abandoning her son and leaving alone or something.

"Fang Xiaojin, did you get into trouble?" Sister Li suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Well, it has nothing to do with me." After Fang Jin finished speaking, she hung up.

Sister Li's hunch was correct. That night, an entertainment news article hit the headlines.

The title was: Disappeared 3 years of afterimage Jin, for love, low-key unmarried son!

But why did he abandon his son on the day of his return? Was the relationship broken? And the father turned out to be him!