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Zhuang Zhuang saw that his mother's painting was so high by Gu Bingxia, and his heart hurt.

It took him a long time to paint, and that painting contained her full of longing for her mother.

He jumped up and stretched out his little hand, constantly trying to take the portrait from Gu Bingxia's hand.

It's a pity that he is too short to reach at all.

He used all his strength every time he jumped, and after a few strokes, he was already out of breath, and his little face became red, revealing fine beads of sweat.

But he didn't give up, like a little rabbit, constantly bouncing and jumping.

Gu Bingxia looked at Zhuang Zhuang's lively appearance, and thought of the child who was killed by herself, her face became more and more ugly, and she couldn't control her emotions at all.

Why? Why did her child die, and this little slut still had to live well, a perverted thought was generated in her mind.

Zhuang Zhuang jumped one after another, and now he had no strength, bent down, and gasped for breath.

"What's wrong? Can't jump? Go on! Gu Bingxia's hand was also sore, and she shook her arm.

Zhuang Zhuang raised his head and stared at Gu Bingxia with small eyes.

"Give her back to me?"

"Give it back to you? Okay, you drank this bowl of soup? She pointed to the bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup on the table.

"I don't drink! Give me back the portrait! Strong stubbornly pursed his mouth, his eyes were filled with tears, but he couldn't bear to let the tears fall, his mother said, boys can't shed tears casually, and they can't easily compromise with others.

Gu Bingxia was even more angry when she saw that this child wanted to cry, but he was so stubborn.

She sneered and placed the painting on the table.

Zhuang Zhuang saw Gu Bingxia put his mother's portrait on the small desk, and hurriedly ran forward, wanting to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, Gu Bingxia grabbed him all of a sudden and pinched his mouth hard.

The other hand picked up the bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup and handed it to the corner of Zhuangzhuang's mouth.

"Drink it, drink this soup." Her voice and its coldness made Zhuang Zhuang feel unprecedented horror.

"I, don't drink, you let go of me, you're a bad person!"

"Haha, bad guy, I'm a bad guy, what's the matter, in your heart, is only Du Qiuyi's a good person?" Gu Bingxia's eyes widened, looking at Zhuang Zhuang, and the evil smile on his face made this child who was less than four years old shudder.

The days are still long, if the little guy keeps going against himself, he will suffer in the future, Gu Bingxia looked at the strong appearance, and felt a sense of revenge in his heart.

She squeezed her strong mouth open, ready to force the bowl of soup down.

"Hmm......" The strong mouth was pinched and hurt, and he couldn't speak at all at the moment.

Looking at Gu Bingxia's terrifying eyes and distorted face, he shook his head vigorously, but to no avail.

Just as Gu Bingxia was about to pour it, there was a knock on the door.

"Bingxia, are you still inside?"

It was Yuan Xiumei's voice.

Gu Bingxia's heart fluttered, and the hand holding the strong mouth slowly loosened.

Zhuang Zhuang saw Gu Bingxia's hand let go, his head shook vigorously, and he crashed towards Gu Bingxia.

"Oops!"

The bowl of soup in Gu Bingxia's hand was thrown out, and it happened to be spilled on the painting on the small desk impartially.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly ran over, and saw the whole bowl of soup soaking the portrait.

Yuan Xiumei only heard Gu Bingxia screaming outside the door, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the room.

Seeing Gu Bingxia standing there with tears in her eyes, she seemed to have been greatly wronged.

Zhuang Zhuang lowered his head and looked at the soaked drawing paper, and the patterns on it gradually became blurred.

His small hands carefully prepared to pick up the painting, but when his fingers picked it up, a corner of the paper fell off because it was soaked.

Zhuang Zhuang looked at the unrecognizable painting, and his heart was about to break.

He turned around, stared at Gu Bingxia with red eyes, walked in front of her, and beat her waist with both hands.

"Give back my mom, pay my mom, bad woman, bad woman......"

"What's going on?" Yuan Xiumei felt the abnormal atmosphere, hurriedly pulled away Zhuangzhuang, looked at Gu Bingxia and asked.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault! I shouldn't have let Zhuang Zhuang drink soup to provoke him to lose his temper. Saying that, Gu Bingxia cried out with pear blossoms and rain.

Yuan Xiumei looked at Zhuang Zhuang's flushed face with anger and his trembling little shoulders.

Looking at Gu Bingxia's aggrieved appearance again, she knew that this precious grandson was losing his temper with Gu Bingxia again.

"Zhuangzhuang, you have a temper, but you can't mess with Aunt Gu, after all, Aunt Gu is an elder!"

Zhuang Zhuang is trembling with anger now, not to mention what he says as a child, grandma won't believe it.

He kept silent, just looked at Gu Bingxia with resentment.

Gu Bingxia originally thought that Yuan Xiumei would find something, but she didn't expect to be fooled by her like this, and there was a hint of joy in her heart.

"Auntie, Zhuang Zhuang doesn't like me, and it's normal to lose his temper with me, I believe that as long as I persist in caring for him and loving him, sooner or later he will accept me!" Gu Bingxia's eyes were full of sincerity, and her pitiful appearance deeply touched Yuan Xiumei's heart.

Hey, what a good girl, why don't you accept her?

"Bingxia, I've really wronged you!"

Hearing this, Gu Bingxia shook his head.

She then looked at the time.

"Auntie, it's late, Zeyu may be too busy with the company, I won't wait for him, I'll go back first!"

Yuan Xiumei looked at the darkening sky and said to Gu Bingxia:

"Bingxia, it's late, you don't worry about going back to your aunt as a girl, you can stay tonight, anyway, there are a lot of rooms at home!"

"I, I'm afraid it's ......inconvenient" Gu Bingxia's heart was excited for a moment because of Yuan Xiumei's words, her heart shook slightly, and her little heart passed the pleasure of greed.

"What's inconvenient, it's going to be a family soon, what's the shy?" Yuan Xiumei smiled slightly.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Gu Bingxia's heart trembled slightly.

Is he back?

Just when her heart was full of longing, the sight of the person who appeared at the door made the trace of longing that poured into her heart fall to the bottom again.

Si Jia staggered in, her cheeks slightly red and drunk.

"Zhuangzhuang, my aunt is back!"

Zhuang Zhuang heard Si Jia's voice, broke free from Yuan Xiumei's embrace, and fell directly into Si Jia's arms.

His dark eyes were full of grievances, and his small mouth pursed involuntarily.

"Auntie!"

"What's wrong with my little cutie, who made my little cutie angry?"

Zhuang Zhuang didn't make a sound, but looked at Gu Bingxia.

"Yo, I said why do I have a little spicy eyes when I look at things, it turns out that Miss Gu blinded me!" Si Jia looked at Gu Bingxia with a strange look, without a trace of good face.

"Jiajia, are you back?"

"What? My home doesn't allow me to come back? Si Jia smiled on her lips, and glared at her with a pretended disgust.

Yuan Xiumei's heart was full of helplessness, it was difficult to get a strong one, and there was one more Si Jia.

Hey, it really worries her.

Her gaze fell on Si Jia, and her face changed slightly.

Seeing that Si Jia's eyes were a little blurry, and her cheeks were also unusually crimson, Yuan Xiumei walked to Si Jia's side.

The pungent smell of alcohol filled the tip of her nose.

"You've been drinking?"

"Huh? What's wrong? Does your mother care if you drink? I'm already an adult? ”

Yuan Xiumei's face changed abruptly.

"What does a girl look like when she comes back so late and gets drunk, where is there a little bit of everyone's beautiful appearance?"

"Oh? I don't look like anything, how can I not compare to her? After speaking, Si Jia glanced at Gu Bingxia intentionally.

"Jiajia, don't you say that, okay?" Gu Bingxia lowered her eyes, and her voice was a little low.

She pretended to look pitiful, and Yuan Xiumei felt a little unbearable when she saw Gu Bingxia's aggrieved appearance.

"Jiajia, I'm talking about you now, why are you always involved in Bingxia? And we will be a family soon, you have to learn to respect her in the future! Yuan Xiumei hates that iron does not become steel, and she really wants to teach this ignorant daughter a good lesson.

Si Jia was a little impatient when she heard this, and her face was a little gloomy.

"Mom, it's late, you better accompany your prospective daughter-in-law!"

Seeing this, Yuan Xiumei took Gu Bingxia's hand.

"Let's go, I'll ask Sister-in-law Li to prepare a room for you?"

Si Jia was shocked, this sycophant actually wanted to stay here.

Thinking of Gu Bingxia shamelessly climbing onto Si Zeyu's bed before, Si Jia's heart felt a burst of resentment.

No, while my brother hasn't come back yet, send a message to my brother quickly.

At this moment, Si Zeyu had just come out of the company and got into his black Maybach, and a message came in from his mobile phone.

Brother, be careful, the sycophants are ready to stay up all night......

After Si Zeyu finished reading the information, a pair of cold and deep eyes flashed with a trace of concern.

He started the Maybach's engine and drove in the opposite direction of the Si family's old house.

Unknowingly, he drove the car to Yu Fan's residence.

He knew that there lived the woman he had been dreaming of for a long time.

Si Zeyu parked the car to the side and looked at the closed villa gate through the window.

This is a small villa, it doesn't look big, but it's very neat.

Si Zeyu looked at the villa in front of him intently, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes looked quiet and unfathomable.

At this time, on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, a white shadow appeared.

The golden light shone on the shadow, as if the small figure was coated with a layer of gold.

Ethereal, feminine!

The tip of Si Zeyu's heart trembled suddenly at that moment.

His dark and cold eyes, seeing such a picture, he couldn't take his eyes off it, beautiful!

Looking at the longing and unreachable figure in front of him, his heart stabbed fiercely, and he kept scolding himself and hating himself in his heart.

A breeze blew, and the petite figure on the balcony trembled slightly.

Si Zeyu seemed to run over like this and hugged her fiercely in his arms.

But he couldn't, he could only watch quietly like this, watching her shiver slowly in the autumn wind!