Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 495: Little boy with nosebleed

The little boy with his head tilted up was wearing a duck-tongued hat, the brim of which cast a shadow right over his eyes, allowing Bonnie to see only the lower half of his bloodied face. Her heart suddenly jerked hard.

"I have tissues, just wait." Bonnie said and hurriedly fished out a handful of tissues from her bag and handed them to the little boy.

The little boy was very polite and took it without forgetting to say thank you.

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Bonnie subconsciously to stop her, "Wait a minute children, you have a nosebleed or have to go to deal with it, where is your family adults? Or I'll go with you to the bathroom to wash up?"

The little boy, however, shook his head no, raising his hand and pointing not far away, "My mommy is right over there."

Following the direction of the little boy's finger, Bonnie saw a blonde woman with blue eyes.

She didn't seem to understand Chinese, so she stood at the entrance of the supermarket and gestured with the cashier, but she couldn't express what she wanted to buy.

"I wanted to get it for Mommy, but they were too loud to hear me." The little boy explained.

There is no choice but to run to this side of the little boy to replace someone to ask for paper.

So that's it.

Bonnie nodded and raised her hand to touch the duck-tongue cap on the little boy's head, "You're very smart, oh."

"That's for sure." The little boy tilted his head proudly, "I'm five years old, I'm a little adult."

Five years old?

Bonnie's heart, again, was slightly swept away.

This little boy, the same age as Natan.

"Damon, come here," was said the blonde woman then waved towards the little boy.

She had an extra pack of tissues in her hand and was happily displaying them.

Apparently after some communication, the cashier finally gave her what she wanted.

"Sister, it's time for me to go." The little boy said.

Bonnie looked at him, surprisingly some reluctance, "next time you see me, remember to call me aunt, I have a child, and you are the same age oh."

"Okay auntie, bye." And the little boy ran away.

Until the small child walked away, Bonnie then retracted his eyes, raised his steps into the private room bistro.

Sebastian chose a very quiet place, clearly in the city center, but has a large bamboo forest, the ground is a small bridge and water, green grass, everything looks very beautiful. It's really a great place to negotiate.

But the head of the other company seems to think otherwise.

After she finished looking at Bonnie's design, her expression instantly became very serious.

"Designer Magnolia, are you sure you want to use this design to get this case for the Grant Group?" The director asked.

Hearing this, Bonnie was stumped for a moment.

Is there anything wrong with this design?

This is clearly designed by her feeling of the Grant Group's overall situation and company philosophy.

Even if it's not enough to satisfy the person in charge, it shouldn't be to show this kind of expression.

"I'm not very good at beating around the bush," Bonnie was very direct and looked at the person in charge, "Can you just tell me if you have any questions?"

"This is a competition between two companies, I can't reveal too much, in any case, on top of the design draft, I hope designer Magnolia will deliberate a little more." The person in charge slowly stood up, "I should go now."

Seeing this, Bonnie rushed out after her.

"Wait a minute, I still don't understand." Bonnie finally caught up with the person in charge at the door, "It's not from the Grant Group's point of view, it's from my personal point of view, what's wrong with my design draft?"

The person in charge gave her a complicated look, "designer Magnolia, do you know the Grant Group's rival company?"