As if telepathically sensing her discomfort, the little star fruit in the west bedroom let out a loud cry, and then Chen Lijuan coaxed the little star fruit into her ears, and the little star fruit still cried non-stop, helpless, Chen Lijuan had no choice but to call the rainbow.

"Rainbow!"

"Rainbow coming!"

The rainbow seems to have been called a soul, and the soul turns around. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly stuffed the "Divorce Agreement" that had not been fully drawn out into the file bag, got up and ran to the west bedroom to save the scene.

Before entering the bedroom, she placed the document bag on the shelf at the bedroom door.

The little star fruit entered Huang Caihong's arms, smelling the smell that could soothe her, and the cry gradually lowered.

"It was like having a nightmare, sleeping well, and suddenly I started crying. Scared the hell out of me. Chen Lijuan said anxiously.

Huang Caihong slapped the little star fruit that couldn't stop sobbing, touching the scene, and tears fell down: "Don't be afraid, little star fruit, we are not afraid." ”

She is comforting the little star fruit, but also encouraging herself.

Chen Lijuan didn't know what to do, thinking that Rainbow felt sorry for her daughter, she also wiped her tears, and said abruptly: "Only when I become a mother do I know that I can love so deeply." I am willing to die for her, so that she can be safe, healthy, and happy. ”

Two adults, each caught up in their own thoughts.

It wasn't until Chen Lijuan's mother-in-law came back from outside in a hurry, and as soon as she entered the house, she raised her throat regardless of her demeanor: "Do you know? Qiao'er has raised a son!"

Huang Caihong turned these words into her habitual description: "Qiao'er gave birth and gave birth to a son." I just don't know who "Qiao'er" is.

Chen Lijuan glanced outside unhappily: "Mom, be quiet, little star fruit nightmare, just coaxed." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. ”

Huang Caihong asked Chen Lijuan in a low voice, "Who is Qiao'er?"

Chen Lijuan pouted: "It's the daughter-in-law of the old aunt who passed by the door and didn't enter the house the day before yesterday, and Baba delivered chili sauce." The old aunt is not courteous for her, Chen Lijuan naturally feels that the old aunt's move is hypocritical.

The two of them didn't think at that moment that Qiao'er had anything to do with them.

Until the next day.

The next day, Chen Lijuan's mother-in-law pushed the door nervously and entered Chen Lijuan's bedroom.

Usually, she either waits for the door to open to enter the bedroom or knocks on the door to enter the bedroom.

This time it was unusual, causing Chen Lijuan to stare at her mother-in-law suspiciously while hugging the little star fruit in her arms.

Chen Lijuan's mother-in-law seemed to have something unspeakable, with both grief and anger on her face. She glanced out the window, as if to make sure Yellow Rainbow didn't pop in.

Chen Lijuan became more and more suspicious.

She was just about to speak, when her mother-in-law mysteriously pulled out something. Chen Lijuan was curious to visit, what, it's just her mother-in-law's own mobile phone!

Chen Lijuan hasn't had time to show her disdain, her mother-in-law has already unlocked the lock with her fingerprints, divided by two with three clicks, and started the video on demand.

Chen Lijuan was breastfeeding the little star fruit, and she was not in the mood to watch the video, so she rolled her eyes to look at her mother-in-law, and saw her mother-in-law talking to her with her mouth: Xiao Huang!

Xue Zhengping?

Chen Lijuan was secretly surprised, and hurriedly lowered her head to take a closer look.

Holding a slender and beautiful man, isn't it Xue Zhengping! She doesn't know too much about the legs and feet of the slight O and the slight figure-of-eight! I don't know how many times I have brushed them openly and secretly before.

"W- when and where did you get this?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, I took it with my own hands, and it happened just now!" was actually accidentally bumped into when I went out to see my sister a few days ago. She is scheming and knows the importance of timing, and she has always held it in her hand without knowing a word, waiting for the critical moment.

"It's just now, it's just past eight o'clock in the morning. ”