Before Fu Sichen could doubt it for a long time, Song Muyao had already enthusiastically ruled the little treasure and explained.

"I finally found you! I was so busy when I went to your house to find you. If the security guard at the door said you were going to see the art exhibition, I wouldn't know how to put my longing for Xiaobao!"

After saying that, despite Xiaobao's resistance, he once again ruled the small meat bag in his arms.

Seeing her son being fucked by Song Muyao over and over again, her face looked as if she was ashamed, Song Qinrong felt both distressed and amused.

"Mom, save me..." Xiaobao collapsed and asked for help.

"Yeah, yeah." Song Qinrong nodded and was about to reach out to bring the child back, but the man next to her moved faster than her.

Before Song Muyao could react, the small meat bun that was so fragrant that it was already taken away.

Finally, she escaped from the devil's claws. Xiaobao hugged Fu Sichen's neck tightly without saying a word, put his little body in the man's arms, and tried hard to find protection.

Seeing the child's movements, Fu Sichen's eyes lowered, and a surprise and gentleness flashed in his eyes.

When he looked up again and looked at Song Muyao, his eyes were covered with ice.

"Song Muyao, didn't you see that Xiaobao doesn't like being so close to others?"

Song Muyao kept her hands hanging in the air for a while before she reacted, and then smiled embarrassedly: "Oh! I really can't control myself who made Xiaobao look so cute...

Sorry, Xiaobao, I just like you so much. Can you forgive me?"

The answer to her was Xiaobao's silent little butt after twisting his body.

Song Muyao touched her nose awkwardly.

Because of Song Muyao's joining, Xiaobao instantly refused to reject Fu Sichen. He was lying on the man and refused to come down, for fear of being caught and ravaged by this cousin again.

If she couldn't masturbate the little cutie, Song Muyao could only settle for the second best, sticking to her sister Song Qinrong.

The two sisters walked in front, chatting while watching the painting.

"Rongrong, you just went out like this, has your wounds healed? Will it still hurt when you speak now?"

Song Qinrong shook her head: "As long as you don't do very strong movements, you won't feel anything."

Song Muyao was relieved: "Grandma has been talking about you all the time. My second uncle also wanted to come several times, but he was scolded by my grandma.

Look at the second aunt... no, Aunt Yu! I think Aunt Yu is in good condition now. My second uncle regrets it so much that his intestines are green. He also thinks that the toad can eat swan meat and can recover Aunt Yu and relive his old dreams...

Tsk! Why don’t you dream?

Not only my second uncle, but my grandfather has not been very good these days. He looked down on Aunt Yu the most at the beginning, but he didn't expect that everything has changed now. Hahaha, I stay at home every day and doubt my life..."

Song Qinrong listened to the other party's nagging about the Song family with a good temper, and never interrupted her.

It's so strange. I was still living in that house a month ago, and I looked up with those people.

It sounds like a different life now.

"By the way, the lawyer entrusted by my grandfather has officially filed a lawsuit against Meng Yali for intentional injury. The Meng family has come to ask for it several times, but my grandfather didn't even let them in.

Speaking of which, I was really surprised. When did Meng Yali be so brave that she dared to poison her grandma!

It’s just a pity that Xiaoxiao. That little fat man has no brains at all and only knows to revolve around his mother and sister all day long.

Now that my mother is in jail, Yiyi is missing, and her unreliable father is full of thoughts about making up with her ex-wife.

He lost his backbone completely and was so scared that he hid in the room all day long, holding the racing model and didn't dare to come out..."

"It's really... Yaoyao?"

At this moment, a strange woman suddenly came towards her, looking at Song Muyao in disbelief, with surprise in her voice.

Song Muyao paused, turned to look at the woman, her face changed almost unpredictably.

There were no people in the exhibition hall, and now it is the hottest time in summer, and even paparazzi are reluctant to come out.

Therefore, Song Muyao, as a female star, was not fully armed and didn't even wear a mask.

The woman opposite then recognized her at first glance.

After confirming Song Muyao's identity, she immediately smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you doing well now?"

Song Muyao smiled slightly: "It's okay, what about you?"

Song Qinrong next to him did not speak out.

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but after seeing the person coming, Song Muyao’s enthusiasm and joy disappeared.

There was a smile on his face, but it was ridiculous but not at all.

Song Qinrong has always had a very keen feeling. She knew that Song Muyao did not hate the woman in front of her, but she was still very repulsive.

who is she?

Judging from the woman's tone, it is obvious that she had a relationship with Song Muyao.

But Song Muyao's attitude...is the way he should treat his old friends?

On the other end, the woman was still talking, and her emotions began to get excited: "From that time, I thought you wouldn't come to a place like the art exhibition again. We were really worried about you..."

"Time can heal everything. After so many years, I should come out." Song Muyao's voice was calm.

The woman nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good. If he knew, he would be very happy."

Hearing this, Song Muyao's eyes were lost for a moment, but they quickly returned to normal.

She looked behind the woman and curled her lips slightly: "Is that your husband? She is very handsome.

Don't just talk to me, let him wait too long.

Let's go back first. Next time I have time, I'll have coffee together."

The woman followed her gaze and looked back at her husband who was not far away, and a shy flashed across her cheeks: "Yes."

Song Muyao watched the woman leave with a smile, and she retracted her gaze until the other party disappeared.

When he turned his head, he bumped into Fu Sichen's inquiring gaze.

She flirted with her big waves and raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong? Are you fascinated by your sister's style?"

Fu Sichen curled up the corners of his lips coldly, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Song Qinrong has never been a gossipy person. Although the conversation between the two just now clearly showed that Song Muyao had a past that she wanted to talk but was still absent, Song Muyao obviously did not intend to tell her, so she would not talk too much to inquire.

But along the way, Fu Sichen's vigilance became more obvious.

After visiting the art exhibition, Song Muyao wanted to go back with their family of three, but Fu Sichen and Xiaobao refused in unison, so they had to give up.

Close the car door and waved goodbye to Song Muyao outside the car. Song Qinrong turned around and looked at Fu Sichen who was stepping on the accelerator, with helplessness on her face.

"Are you suspicious of Sister Yaoyao because of the explosion?"

Fu Sichen turned the steering wheel: "From the information we have obtained so far, she and Mu Qing are the most suspicious."

Song Qinrong smiled bitterly.

Not long after she woke up, she heard Chen Yan report on this matter.
Chapter completed!