Chapter 1453 Jiang Beihan, Enough Is Enough!

Stopping at the door, she reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and when she turned it...the door opened.

really……

As soon as the door was opened, Xing Nuan was sitting in a corner of the studio, turning out all the clothes in her closet.

These clothes are all semi-finished or failed products that Song Wenxin once made by himself, and they have been piled up here for a long time.

But he didn't expect to be dug out by his daughter.

"Xing Nuan, why are you here..."

"Mom, what is this?" Xing Nuan was not too surprised to see her parents came, but grabbed a white men's shirt suspiciously, and shook it in front of Song Wenxin's eyes.

It's a white shirt that looks like Dad's clothes.

However, the clothes have already become tattered...

Mom, why do you keep clothes like this?

Listening to her daughter's words, Song Wenxin raised her eyes subconsciously, and when she saw the familiar white shirt, she was taken aback for a moment...

this dress...

The white shirt belonged to Jiang Beihan, and it was the evidence of what she did to him when she was drunk...

She almost forgot about it herself. She felt ashamed at the time, so she hid the white shirt that was 'torn' by her own hands here.

But... they didn't expect that one day, their daughter would find out.

The embarrassing past, just like that...resurfaced again.

This feeling caught Song Wenxin a little off guard.

………………

"This... this..." She opened her mouth, her face was full of embarrassment, her tongue was tied, and she didn't know how to explain it to her daughter.

Jiang Beihan who was beside Song Wenxin also recognized the dress, and a smug smile flashed across his stern and handsome face.

With pride in his eyes, he leaned his head against her ear and said in a low voice, "Song Wenxin, so you have kept this dress..."

"I... I just have nowhere to throw it..." Song Wen couldn't help but heat up, and explained quickly.

That incident may be the most regretful thing she has ever done in her life!

Thinking about it, she hurried forward and reached out to take the shirt from her daughter.

"By the way, sister Xiaoxi is here, she is downstairs in the restaurant." She pretended to be calm and said to her daughter.

Xingnuan likes to play with Xiaoxi very much, because Xiaoxi often brings some small gifts for her, delicious candies, or small dolls.

The two seem to be good friends!

Hearing Xiaoxi's arrival, Jiang Xingnuan became interested, lost interest in the white shirt, turned around and walked away in a swaggering step, and went to the second floor to play with Chuxi!

As soon as her daughter left, Song Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her head and glanced at the white shirt in her hand, curled her lips helplessly, curled it into a ball, and prepared to throw it into the trash can.

"Don't lose it!" At this moment, Jiang Beihan's voice suddenly sounded.

Just when she was stunned, he had strode over and raised his hand to take the shirt from her.

"Why, it's all rotten..."

"This is a memory between us, so... I'll get someone to frame it later, and keep it well!" Jiang Beihan glanced at the tattered white shirt in his hand, and said with his thin lips hooked.

"Jiang Beihan, that's enough! I don't want this kind of memory at all!" Hearing this, Song Wenxin was in a bad mood, and quickly denied it.