He walked forward and supported Shen’s mother’s shoulders, and leaned against his waist with all his strength.
“Stop crying, it’s okay. Jinman is a sensible child. He won’t be like what you think. I believe that his daughter will be lucky and will have a good appearance.” However, Shen Mingyan’s original comforting words did not calm down his mother Shen, but instead made her heart even more panicked. It was because this child is very well-behaved on weekdays and never had such a thing happening, so Shen’s mother was so nervous. If she was like the child Shen Muyu on weekdays, she wouldn’t be so worried. Although she thought so, she was a little selfish, but she was unable to understand her feelings.
Her tears were like beads with broken threads, falling down in a sensation.
“What should we do? Jinman’s phone number is still not accessible. I’m afraid that Jinman will have something to do.” Her hand tightly hugged Shen Mingyan’s waist, as if he could bring comfort to himself at this moment.
Before Shen Mingyan could reply, Shen’s mother remembered something again, wiped the back of her hand and raised her tears with her eyes, looking at Shen Mingyan’s face and spoke up, talking about her questions.
“Jinman couldn’t make the phone call after he went to get the painting.” Shen Mingyan was a little surprised. Why don’t I know what paintings she said?
“Why don’t I know what paintings you said?”