Yao Shengming stood in place, watching the car disappear in front of him.

"Gu Chengdong, don't go too far. Yao Shengming said coldly, obviously unwilling.

I thought that with the things in my hand, I would blackmail Gu Chengdong or catch him, but who expected Gu Chengdong to turn over old accounts.

"Find some people to keep an eye on Gu Chengdong and give him some sets appropriately, for example, in his car, install explosives. Yao Shengming said to the people behind him.

"Yes. The assistant listened and replied respectfully.

Yao Shengming twisted his neck, full of ruffianism.

He strode forward, and the assistant followed him into the car.

Halfway up the mountain, villa.

Moonlight, creeping in through the window, illuminates the bedside.

"Chuchu. Xiao Mohan sat on the edge of the bed, touched her face with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "Wake up quickly, what you promised me, don't forget." ”

It's a pity that Gu Chuyan was lying on the bed and didn't move.

In the villa, the baby's cry is very loud.

Xiao Nan, Wen Shui, Zhuo Song, Yao Rong, and the housekeeper took turns to hug them, no matter how they coaxed, the children kept crying.

"What should I do? Yao Rong said in a low voice.

Looking at the pink child in his arms, the flesh is pouty, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin, the black eyes are big, and the eyebrows are like sharp swords, which is beautiful.

"Why don't you let the cold try?" asked the water to bite his fingers, already lying on his stomach.

Several men, holding soft and boneless children, were tossed and fell apart.

"I've been crying for hours, and if it goes on like this, it's not a way, let Han try. Zhuo got up and held the child in his arms.

He strode towards the bedroom, and saw Xiao Mohan holding Gu Chuyan, his face against hers, and vaguely heard his voice, obviously talking to Gu Chuyan.

"Han, the child is crying too much, why don't you hug it?" Zhuo Song said in a deep voice.

Xiao Mohan heard his footsteps, stood up suddenly, and was so frightened that Zhuo Song took half a step back.

"Go out, don't make a noise until the beginning of the break. Xiao Mo said coldly, his eyes were extremely cold, looking at the child in Zhuo Song's arms, like a stranger.

Zhuo Song was stunned, he couldn't believe it and said: "Xiao Mohan, this is your son! It was Gu Chuyan who worked hard to give birth to him, are you so stingy that you don't even dare to give it a hug?"

"I'll let you out. Xiao Mo said in a cold voice.

Zhuo Song was holding the child in his arms, and when he heard his roar, he suddenly stopped crying, stared at Xiao Mohan, laughed inexplicably, and grabbed his little hands in the air indiscriminately.

"He doesn't cry, Han, you hug him. Zhuo Song said, reaching out and handing the child over.

Xiao Mohan threw his backhand and pushed the child back into Zhuo Song's arms.

The child was still laughing and instantly cried.

"Cold! If my sister-in-law is sober, I definitely don't want to see you like this. Zhuo Song said coldly, obviously trying to wake him up with a punch.

Xiao Mohan turned around, his silent black eyes without the slightest temperature.

"If it weren't for the birth of him, it wouldn't have been like this at the beginning. Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, he took half a step back, obviously wanting to stay away from the child, and said, "I shouldn't let him come to this world." ”

If it weren't for her inexplicable pregnancy, how could she almost lose her life?

"Cold. Zhuo Song listened, and wanted to speak, the door was opened, Xiao Nan came in, held the child, and dragged Zhuo Song away.

"Grandpa Xiao, I'm not done yet. Zhuo Song said.

Xiao Nan glanced at him and said, "Forget it, he is sad in his heart, understand." Let him ....... quietly, too."

The loss of a loved one, this pain, he tried.

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