She was a little embarrassed, got into Gu Tingxuan's arms, and rubbed the tears on her face on his shirt.

Gu Tingxuan hugged her and walked inside, touching the dark.

When he got to the bedroom, he hugged her tightly in his arms, his lips fell on her ear, and his voice was low, "It's the little guy who wants to go with her." ”

"That, that little mango is still so young, you just let him do it, if something happens......" At this point, Shen Muxi shook his head again, "No, there won't be an accident, although the adoptive mother is not very easy to get along with, but she is not a bad person, I grew up with her since I was a child, she ......"

When she thought of the suffering she had suffered when she was a child, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, "No, Gu Tingxuan, we have to save the little mango." ”

Gu Tingxuan nodded, "Well, the little mango will leave us a mark all the way." ”

Shen Muxi suddenly felt a little sad and a little funny, he thought it was a costume TV series, and he left a mark, Little Mango is only a four-year-old child, what does he know? Gu Tingxuan, who is a father, is really ruthless.

She suddenly suspected that Gu Tingxuan might not be Xiao Mango's father.

All night, Shen Muxi barely fell asleep, and got up at five o'clock the next day, she ran to Little Mango's room first, and saw that there was no little guy in the room, and her nose was sour.

Gu Tingxuan's life has always been as usual, he got up at six o'clock in the morning, went to the study after washing.

Shen Muxi was a little anxious in her heart, she wanted to ask Gu Tingxuan what the situation was now, but she quietly pushed open the door of the study and saw that his eyes had been staring at the computer, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, and she didn't want to disturb him.

I can only go around in a hurry by myself, I originally wanted to call Aoying and ask him for help, but Aoying's mobile phone kept turning off and couldn't get through.

At this moment, Kou Yongjun lives in a dilapidated house in the suburbs with Little Mango, the house is still leaking, and the electric lights in the house are swaying in the wind.

Little Mango had never lived in such a house, and he blinked his big eyes and asked, "Grandma, where is this?" ”

Kou Yongjun's voice was a little cold, "I'm not your grandmother, don't call me grandma." ”

Little Mango stretched out her little hand and pulled her dry wood-like hand, "You are Ma Ma, I will call Grandma." ”

"Do you know who your mother is?" Kou Yongjun asked.

Xiao Mango nodded and said very firmly: "Aunt Xiaoxi is my Mama." ”

Kou Yongjun said coldly: "Who told you?" ”

Little Mango tilted her head to look at her, "Why do you want someone to tell me, who is my Ma Ma, of course I know." ”

Kou Yongjun was suddenly a little annoyed, could it be that Gu Tingxuan and Shen Muxi had always known the truth?

They always knew that Shen Muxi was the biological mother of this little ghost? Isn't all the games she laid out before a joke?

As soon as she thought of this, she was a little angry, and pushed away the little mango, and the little guy's little body was suddenly pushed by her to fly, and fell to the ground, her little hand pressed on the shabby stool, the stool's head was not flat, and the wooden thorns pierced into the palm, and the little guy who hurt frowned, but did not cry.

The little guy stopped talking to Kou Yongjun, and sat there alone, quietly taking out a tissue from his pocket and wiping the blood on his hand.

Kou Yongjun sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, turned his head to look at the little mango, and when she saw the blood on his hands, her eyes jumped, and she asked coldly, "Why don't you cry?" ”