Leng Bingxin picked him up, ready to go to Qin Xiaoyu, as soon as she hugged him, she regretted it, this little lump of meat was so heavy that she was going to die. Leng Bingxin had no experience in taking care of children, and when she held him upright, the little guy pulled her long hair, touched her face, and rubbed saliva on her neck. When he switched to a horizontal hug, his little hands moved around her chest, and his little feet kicked and kicked. Leng Bingxin never thought that one day he would be eaten tofu by a one-year-old child, and he was helpless and couldn't get angry, which was really a hardship. Fang Muran and the little guy's father didn't know where to go, Qin Xiaoyu moved to a more secluded place in order to prevent Leng Bingxin from being harassed, so no one noticed her predicament. The little guy should be hungry, he has been picking up her clothes, Leng Bingxin almost wanted to cry without tears, just when she was about to collapse, Qin Xiaoyu finally dragged Wei Qing'er, who had already lost her breath, back.

"He's supposed to be hungry!" Leng Bingxin hurriedly returned the little guy to Qin Xiaoyu, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After Qin Xiaoyu asked the nanny to bring a bottle to feed the little guy, she proposed that after the banquet was over, everyone would go fishing on a yacht.

Leng Bingxin was at ease when she came, and did not refuse her invitation, although Wei Qing'er was a little reluctant, she didn't want Leng Bingxin to occupy Qin Xiaoyu, so she also went with her.

The baby was handed over to the nanny to take care of, and Fang Muran needed to discuss countermeasures with Ji Yuyan because of the bidding, so the two big men decided to stay at home.

The three women rode the wind and waves on the sea against the sea breeze, so comfortable. Leng Bingxin stood at the railing, her long hair fluttering in the wind, she closed her eyes, breathed in the salty and humid air, felt the breath of freedom, and had no regrets about having such an experience at the last moment of her life.

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When Shen Mofei was tracking down Leng Bingxin's whereabouts, he found that she had resigned, and the pain in his heart was a little deeper. He thought that Leng Bingxin resigned in order to go boldly with Fang Muran. He didn't believe that Leng Bingxin actually told a man he had only met once and left, he wanted to know if the two of them had crossed paths before, so he used all his rights to find out that they had stayed in the same hotel.

Shen Mofei sat on the sofa in the reception room, and next to him stood Shen Mochen, who was beaten and his nose was swollen, because he was ineffective and Shen Mofei was unhappy, so he had to pour his anger on him. Shen Mofei's thin lips were pursed, his face was covered with dark clouds, and his whole body was full of a solemn aura. The hotel manager trembled and took the video of that night and brought it on a low table. The manager didn't dare to come out, but the Shen family was something he couldn't afford to provoke, and if he accidentally provoked Shen Mofei to be dissatisfied, I was afraid that this hotel would be razed to the ground immediately.

"You guys, get out of here!" Shen Mofei shouted, and Shen Mochen and the manager hurriedly fled the scene.

Picking up the videotape and putting it into the recording camera, connecting it to the TV, and pressing the remote control, Shen Mofei's sharp and murderous eyes like an eagle falcon narrowed slightly, staring at the screen motionlessly. Leng Bingxin booked a room, and then went in and never came out. It wasn't until Fang Muran next door went to ring the doorbell that she opened the door, judging from the video, the interval between her opening the door was very short, and she looked very urgent, and when Shen Mofei saw that Leng Bingxin was wearing a bathrobe to open the door, he clenched his big hand tightly, and almost smashed the remote control.