"What kind of eyes are you? I'm just saying the truth, it's just that she can't accept it herself. Yu Xiuqin was furious.

Since You Wanqing appeared, Shang Moqian's attitude towards her has become less and less like that of a mother and son, just like she is a wicked woman.

Just like now, in Shang Moqian's eyes, there was no trace of other emotions except for indifference and ruthlessness.

Taking two steps back, Yu Xiuqin leaned against the car door, her brows furrowed deeply, and she stared at Shang Moqian with her hands on the door.

"Don't come here if you're okay in the future." Dropping these words, Shang Moqian moved his footsteps and pushed the door in, leaving Yu Xiuqin alone.

was hurt by her son's ruthless words, Yu Xiuqin finally couldn't stand the pain in her heart and secretly cried.

At the end of the road, in the black van, several people were discussing in a whisper, and while talking, the camera in their hands was not idle, and the magnesium lights kept flashing.

"See, the president of the Shangqing Consortium even cried angrily for a woman."

Tomorrow, major newspapers will appear Shang Moqian disobeying his mother for the sake of a woman.

"Madam, get in the car." The driver, Lao Huang, saw Yu Xiuqin's shoulders shrugging, and whispered forward to propose to send Yu Xiuqin back to the commercial house.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Yu Xiuqin's face was faintly stained with tears, and she sighed, "Go back to the old house." Getting into the car with a numb expression, Yu Xiuqin stared deeply at the gate of the villa, her eyes were empty, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The car was gone, on the second floor of the villa, You Wanqing watched the car drive away, and the unhappy expression on her face did not dissipate for a long time.

"Ma Ma, is my uncle back?" The thin white and tender hand stretched out of the window and pointed to Shang Moqian's car, You Xiaohe was very excited.

The small body squeezed around You Wanqing, her slender fingers stretched out the window, and her raised face was full of excitement.

During the period of living in Shangqing Villa, You Xiaohe and Shang Moqian have established an extraordinary relationship, and the villain is very dependent on Shang Moqian.

"Well, it's him back." Retracting her gaze, You Wanqing picked up You Xiaohe and sat on the side of the bed, picked up the comb on the side, and combed You Xiaohe's hair one by one, but her ears were erected, and she soon heard footsteps outside the door.

"Xiaohe, shall we go back to City C?" While combing her hair, You Wanqing asked You Xiaohe's opinion, and her hands kept moving.

She moved quickly and neatly, and soon two small flower buds were on either side of her ears, tied in pink braids, and the pink was cute.

"Why, Ma Ma, can't we live here?" You Xiaohe raised her head, her pink and moist little face looked up at You Wanqing, her eyes were full of reluctance, she didn't want to leave Shang Moqian.

"There's no reason for us to live here, it's been a long time since we've been out, it's time to go back, no, you still have to go to kindergarten."

Holding You Xiaohe's small face with both hands, You Wanqing said playfully: "Do you want to take advantage of this not to go to school, don't even think about it." ”

In addition to what Yu Xiuqin said just now, going to kindergarten is also one of the reasons why You Wanqing wants to take You Xiaohe out of here.

The faces of one big and one small red fluttering are as if they were carved out of a mold, and the degree of similarity is extremely high.

"But doesn't my uncle still owe us 20,000 yuan, and he won't pay us back, won't he?" You Xiaohe kept in mind the matter of 20,000 yuan.

She and Ma Ma lived in the business because of the 20,000 yuan owed by their uncle, and now how can they leave before they get the money. Subconsciously, You Xiaohe hoped that the 20,000 yuan would not be repaid so quickly, because she didn't want to leave Shang Moqian so quickly.

You Xiaohe's words made You Wanqing stunned, looking at You Xiaohe's pink face blankly, and she didn't know what to say for a while. This girl is too much like herself.

'Knock knock...... You Wanqing hadn't thought about how to answer You Xiaohe's question, and a sudden knock on the door relieved her.

"It's uncle." You Xiaohe, who heard the knock on the door, ran to the door barefoot, and opened the door with a twist of his small waist, "Uncle." ”

With a crisp voice and bright eyes, Shang Moqian looked down at You Xiaohe who threw himself into his arms, like a flower fairy-like elf.

Holding You Xiaohe into the room, Shang Moqian looked at the room, pink sheets, pink quilt covers, and pillows.

As if falling into a pink world, all eyes were pink, and Shang Moqian, who was looking at it, was dizzy, and he turned his gaze to You Wanqing.