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Seven hundred and seventieth chapters save my son

Murong Ying's eyes became more and more gloomy, and her heart was full of hatred. She watched Fang Yuwan follow Murong Kaixuan silently and walk out of the villa.

That way, she was like a world of people who came in the market with great power, and she was really thirty years from Hedong to Hexi for thirty years.

Seeing their car gradually disappearing from sight, there were more guards here. Except for the villa, there were only a few servants, and there would be a guardian almost ten meters outside.

It seems that this time, Murong Kaixuan really needs this money. Since that's the case, she can't just make him satisfied.

Just as she was thinking about how to contact Bai Ziyue, she was using tomorrow's time to make arrangements, but her wrist was gently pulled by a pair of small hands.

As soon as Murong Ying lowered her head, she met her son's innocent big eyes.

The eyes as vast as the galaxy have a kind of reassuring clarity, and the son is the only light in her heart.

She smiled and put her hand on her furry little head, trying to pick him up, but found that the child was older and his weight had increased a lot. She was no longer the child she could hold her a year ago.

A moment of loss was felt in my heart, and Murong Ying held on forcing her, and used all her strength to stubbornly lift the child up.

"Xiao Shuan, what's wrong? Are you hungry? Mom, let the chef cook for you."

"Um—Dudu—Gugu."

The child stared at those big eyes, but could only make a few unsentence sounds, and he couldn't hear what he was saying.

I have long been over the age of speaking. No matter how stupid a child is, he cannot even say a word, right?

She still remembers that when she was four years old, Xiaodian clearly called her mother, but why did she not even speak later, and sometimes she was so quiet that she didn't even make a sound?

Because I knew Murong Kaixuan's viciousness very much, Murong Ying's face changed when she thought of the scene where she was forced to feed poison.

Could it be that he had done anything to his son?

No, she is alone now and must contact Bai Ziyue to let the latter rescue her son.

At this moment, her mood became even more complicated.

Walking into the villa, Murong Ying looked at the guards outside, and then looked at the cell phone being monitored in her hand.

How to contact Bai Ziyue?

"The food is ready, please go to the restaurant for a meal."

A servant suddenly appears and pulls her thoughts back into reality.

"Well. Let's go, wait, are you hungry? Mom takes you to dinner."

The first second was still a cold iron lady, but the next second, she became a tender mother.

All of this was seen by a figure in the corner. She pursed the corners of her lips, hesitated, then turned around and pulled out a cute little dumpling from behind.

"Xiaotang, you seem to have a friend. Are you happy?"

"Okay, grandma, Xiaotang is so happy. There are all scary uncles here. Xiaotang hasn't played with the children for a long time."

"Well, then you have to say hello to others first."

The sounds of Gu Meiying and Xiaotang rang out crisply, attracting Murong Ying's attention. She looked at her son hesitantly, and saw a smile in his eyes, wanting to go and play with the children.

The child is the most innocent, and she also hopes that her son will be happy.

"This is my son, Xiaotang, can you play with him?"

"Of course it's OK. Xiaotang hasn't seen a child for a long time. Is this little brother called Xiaohuan?"

"Well. Then you can have a meal first. After the meal, you can go out to play."

As soon as he heard that he was out, Xiaotang immediately frowned, pouted his mouth, and muttered: "No, I don't want to go out. The uncles outside are so fierce. I'm afraid they will hit me."

"Well, it's good, after dinner, you and Xiaoshun are having fun in the house."

As a mother, she is naturally kind and friendly to every child, especially the little girl in front of her is really cute and tight.

At the dining table, two women and two children were fed them gently.

From beginning to end, although Murong Ying kept staring at her son, she had undergone special training since she was a child. Even if she had eaten, she still observed everything around her.

Among them, on several occasions, she looked at the two grandparents and grandchildren on the opposite side intentionally or unintentionally.

After observing, she felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Xiao Shuan, do you like to eat this? Then I'll ask the chef to make another serving for you."

"Dudu——"

The child can't speak, but he can understand it. He waved his hands excitedly and made a beeping sound.

The servant took away the empty plate without giving instructions.

There was a middle-aged woman who didn't know the relationship here, but she cooked here during the day. She thought they were the ladies of the rich family. She smiled friendly and said, "Haha, Mrs. Qin, everyone said they were married to each other, but I feel that the way you get along with the little lady is the same as your mother and daughter. She doesn't spoil the children at all. Instead, she educates her like a mother. It turns out that she is a wealthy family, and this tutor is good."

After the words came, Murong Ying couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, and immediately realized something, and her eyes looked at Gu Meiying again became a little weird.

When staring at her insightful eyes, ordinary people have long been frightened and suspected that they had done something bad and were caught.

But the woman opposite was not panicked at all, and even bravely met her and said to the middle-aged woman: "Yes, my little granddaughter is my daughter. She almost grew up by my side, and her parents are busy, so of course I have to discipline her well."

There is nothing strange about these words in the ears of others.

But in Murong Ying's ears, there was another meaning. The smile in her eyes became deeper and she could already confirm her guess.

It turned out that the grandparents and grandchildren in front of her had already been removed by Bai Ziyue, and she didn't even know.

However, when they thought of the conversation between the two in the cellar, time was in a hurry. In this way, they still had a lot of things to say. I think she had forgotten such a small thing.

But for her now, who is eager to contact Bai Ziyue, this is simply God's help.

She breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed. She smiled and fed her son.

The two women at the dining table took the lead and understood each other's identity and intentions. They both pretended that they were just chatting together because of the two children.

After dinner, "Xiaotang" took the initiative to walk to Xiaozhuan and grabbed his chubby little hand, "Brother Xiaozhuan, I will take you to my toy house to play. You just happened to help me put a building block. It was my mother bought for me before. It was so big that I can't finish it alone, please help me."

"Um--."

Xiaodian's face was full of excitement, and he felt much more relaxed. He was not as careful as before, he always felt cautious about the unfamiliar environment around him.

Murong Ying even wrote off the hatred to Murong Kaixuan for such changes in the child.
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