Bai Ruirui immediately became shy. She wanted to deny it, but she was afraid that Jiang Xinyuan would hear her, so she stopped talking. However, her face was still red. This was the first time she had seen such a good-looking boy.
Zhang Nan's personality was also very bold. It could only be said that she had influenced her son's personality. Just now, she felt that Jiang Xinyuan was super good-looking. Now that she looked at him again, she was still stunned. He was already so good-looking when he was young. How gorgeous would he be when he grew up? In order to see Jiang Xinyuan after he grew up, she was definitely going to be friends with Fu Xin!
Hence, she looked at Jiang Xinyuan and smiled. "You're Jiang Xinyuan, right?"
Among the four guests with sons, Fei Fei was a singer, and they were in the same circle, so they naturally knew each other. Guo Na was a retired athlete, so she had seen her on TV. She met Chen Xiaomei at the airport earlier, and she was now sitting behind her.
The two people opposite her could only be Fu Xin and her son.
Jiang Xinyuan nodded.
Zhang Nan continued to ask, "Your mother is sleeping. Are you bored? You can come and play with the children!"
Jiang Xinyuan was about to shake his head when he suddenly heard another ear-piercing voice.
(What's going on? I've already observed her up close, but I still can't find the reason. Which soul is living in Fu Xin's body now? Could she be a transmigrator too? Why was she able to squeeze me out of Fu Xin's body?)
This voice sounded a little like Chen Xiaomei, but it didn't at the same time. Jiang Xinyuan felt like he had heard it somewhere before. Suddenly, his body stiffened, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze. It was her! The bad woman was here again!
(A little bastard is a little bastard. He has no sense of awareness. He won't know that his mother's soul has been replaced! Other than pretending to be obedient every day, what else can he do? Trash! Why isn't he dead yet? Will he please Fu Xin like a pug as long as it's Fu Xin's face he's looking at? If he knows that no matter if it was in the past or now, his mother's soul has died long ago and all that's left is a shell, will he be furious?)
At this moment, Jiang Xinyuan could no longer lie to himself. He was sure that it was that bad woman. She had really come! The bad woman had not disappeared at all. She had turned into another person and appeared in front of him again.
In an instant, endless fear enveloped him. He almost couldn't breathe. He carefully grabbed one of Fu Xin's fingers and felt his mother's warmth. This was his mother. His mother was back. She wasn't just a shell!
At the thought of this, he gained some strength. Through the gap in the seat, he looked at the aunt called Chen Xiaomei. Her mouth did not move, but he could hear her talking to someone.
(It's so damn annoying. After changing my body, I still hate that little bastard so much! I feel disgusted when I see him!)
Jiang Xinyuan clearly heard a witch-like voice.
In reality, Chen Xiaomei was asking him in a gentle tone, "Jiang Xinyuan, do you want to play with the other kids?"
Jiang Xinyuan shook his head haphazardly, then quickly turned his head around and shrunk into a small ball. His mind was in a mess now. He remembered Aunt Chen Xiaomei. In his previous life, she was a very gentle person. At that time, he secretly envied Bai Ruirui for having such a gentle and loving mother.
But now, Chen Xiaomei's smile did not have the same warmth as back then. It was terrifying.
The other people on the bus did not react. It was as if he was the only one who could hear that voice. What was going on? Jiang Xinyuan did not dare to let anyone notice anything amiss. This was too different from his previous life. He was afraid that it would affect his mother. Would his mother still disappear?
"Jiang Xinyuan doesn't like to talk." Feng Jun poked his head out from beside his mother. It was a pity. How could there be a child who didn't like to talk? It was really strange. Especially when he saw Jiang Xinyuan curled up into a ball, looking very weak and helpless. The seven-year-old Feng Jun felt that as the big brother, he had to have a sense of responsibility. "Let's not scare him. Let him wait by himself."
Zhang Nan knew his personality very well, so she naturally smiled and nodded. "Alright! This might be the first time Jiang Xinyuan has seen so many strangers, so it's inevitable that he's a little uncomfortable…"
Feng Jun nodded repeatedly. "You're right, Mom."
[Why do I feel that Little Jelly is suddenly very afraid?]
[His face is pale. Is his illness acting up?]
[That's very likely. Isn't he autistic? His mommy is sleeping, and he's facing strangers alone. Is he feeling uneasy?]
[I really admire Fu Xin. What kind of mother is she? Doesn't she know what's wrong with her son? Why is she still f*cking sleeping?]