After saying goodbye to Aunt Qiao'er, Mu Xiaoxiao sat alone in the sedan chair, and Bo Hanxi, who came with her, had already left.

She tugged at the cushion on the seat, her eyes hollow, and there was no aura.

Love, she has long given up.

thought that no matter what she did, she couldn't be moved, even if Chen Xingrui brought it to Xu Shengyu, she did it.

The kind-hearted Mu Xiaoxiao has long since disappeared, her heart is getting harder and harder, and her humanity is getting more and more shallow.

But when she heard the news that Aunt Qiao'er inquired about herself, it was like a warm stream flowing through her heart, and she couldn't help but think about the past imprinted in her heart, as well as the deep affection that could not be erased.

As she was immersed in the past, the carriage shook slightly.

The curtain was pulled up, and a beam of light shone in at an inopportune time.

Mu Xiaoxiao's bright eyes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head.

Startled by the scene in front of him, his pupils dilated.

In front of him was a child who looked like he was six or seven years old, wearing thick clothes, with a valuable jade medal around his waist, and his skin was fair.

And what made Mu Xiaoxiao dumbfounded was that his appearance and Bo Zeyu were simply carved out of a millstone.

"Sit down, kid."

The carriage tilted again, and Bo Zeyu rolled over, and the dead fish eyes he hoisted showed how irritable he was.

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes always fell on the silent little boy, and asked Bo Zeyu shallowly: "Whose child is this?" ”

A thought popped up in her heart, it was Bo Zeyu's illegitimate son, otherwise how could she explain that she looked so similar to him.

"You'll know if you look at it."

Bo Zeyu made a face and sat down on the side farthest from Mu Xiaoxiao.

The sedan chair is only a little bit away, and no matter how far it is, it is only an arm's length.

The little boy saw that the stranger had been looking at them with wary eyes.

And Mu Xiaoxiao had a lost expression on his face.

She believes that Bo Zeyu indirectly admitted that the child was his.

For some reason, a bitterness rose in my heart.

Bo Zeyu, who was watching coldly, couldn't hold back his temperament, squinting his eyes to reveal the signal of danger, "Chen Xingying, you tell me the truth, is this your child?" ”

Mu Xiaoxiao, who used a fake identity, didn't realize that Bo Zeyu called her again.

A pair of big eyes are still staring round.

Bo Zeyu, who couldn't stand it, ripped off the mask on her face, revealing flawless milky white skin.

The little boy, who had been expressionless, saw the mask torn off, and sat down on the ground in fright, biting his lip tightly and holding back tears.

The mask was torn off without warning, Mu Xiaoxiao felt a hot pain on her face, and she glared angrily, "What are you doing?" ”

Looking at the age of this child, it was hard for her not to think that Bo Zeyu had betrayed her earlier.

"Let me ask you again, what does this child have to do with you?"

Bo Zeyu's eyes were red, as if he was holding back great anger.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt that he was being unreasonable, and snorted disdainfully, "Are you crazy?" What can he have to do with me. ”

She does have a child, but now she is only four years old and is still left in Jiangnan.

"Who are you fooling? This kid looks exactly like you. ”

Bo Zeyu pointed to the little boy.

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in disbelief, "Like me?" ”

She seemed to have heard a big joke, "This is clearly carved out of a mill with you." ”

"It's really not yours?"

Bo Zeyu asked suspiciously.

Although the queen mother also said that this child looked similar to him, but at the first sight of him, he could only think of her in his mind!

Mu Xiaoxiao also realized that she and Bo Zeyu seemed to have some misunderstandings, "Isn't this child yours?" ”