Shen Xiaoxiao did not speak for a long time. One of the deals she made with Jiang Haoran yesterday was to find his long-lost son, Jiang Wendong. She did not expect to meet him now?
What kind of fate was this? How could there be such a coincidence?
No wonder she felt that this young man looked very familiar just now. Now that she took a closer look, wasn't this nose and eyes a copy of Jiang Haoran?
Fortunately, fortunately, when she had just boarded the boat, she had held back her bad temper and did not decisively use this young man who actually used her as a shield. Otherwise, it would be too late to regret it.
However, Jiang Haoran's son was actually like this. She did not know if he would be happy or worried if he found him back.
"Sister, what's your name? Does Sister have money on her? If we want to return to China, we must have money on us. Moreover, I don't have a passport, so I can be smuggled in."
