Mu Yanxi is still that indifferent look.

Xia Yewei shook off his coat and slapped him firmly.

"The poor person is not me, but Fang Ya, who is trembling, afraid that Li Zechen will be snatched away, and Li Zechen, who guards her like a wronged leader!"

Mu Yanxi was shrouded in the shadow of the floor lamp, and his expression was unfathomable.

"Besides, I don't need you to pity me."

Xia Yewei picked up his chin: "What I need is your ......"

She finished the last words with her mouth.

Give me a baby.

Mu Yanxi squinted, no emotion could be heard in his voice, but his momentum was extremely cold.

"I don't remember, you and I signed this dirty deal, madam."

Summer Night raised her chin, leaned against her desk, and took out a cigarette and lit it.

The white mist blurred her face, but it couldn't hide the mockery in her eyes.

"What filthy thoughts do you have in your head?"

She took out a photo, put it in Mu Yanxi's breast pocket, and patted it with a smile.

"Find someone who is about the same age as you, has a congenital intellectual disability, and probably can't take care of himself."

Mu Yanxi's eyes flashed with a touch of treachery.

"What does he have to do with the Li family?"

"To be precise, Li Zechen should call him honorific, third uncle."

The Li family announced to the outside world that Old Man Li only had two sons under his knees, Li Yingxuan and Li Yingwei.

In fact, the old man Li, who is ageless with a sword, fell in love with a maid in his later years.

It's a pity that the sparrow's wish to turn into a phoenix came true at the last moment.

The maid, who was six months pregnant, was burned to death by the jealous house.

One corpse and two lives, the scene was terrible.

The old man, who has always been tough, fainted when he heard the news, and after waking up, he named this child who died just after birth Li Yingzhang.

"Li Yingzhang is dead."

Mu Yanxi looked at the baby boy with a stupid expression in the nursery box in the photo and fell into deep thought.

Xia Yewei took off her skirt and underwear stained with soup, and walked to the cloakroom as if no one was around.

Mu Yanxi grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms with a little force.

After only a few years, she has lost so much weight that she seems to be blown away by a gust of wind.

"The baby boy in the photo is dead, but Li Yingzhang will not die, even if he dies, we can bring him back to life."

Stealing the day, Zhang Tao Li Dai, is not a difficult thing.

Xia Yewei hooked her hands on his shoulders, and the unworn bandeau was half exposed, wanting to refuse and welcome.

"With Assistant Mu's ability, it's easy to find a similar person and forge a good DNA record, right?"

Xia Yewei's eyes flashed with a smile, she stood on tiptoe, her thin lips brushed his earlobe, and slowly blew out a breath of hot air.

"As long as Li Yingzhang is controlled, the Li family will be the two of us."

She pulled at her neckline, smiling at her unhealed red marks.

The burn scar was like the black and red fetal marks on the baby's face.

Mu Yanxi narrowed his eyes, and his knuckled hand subconsciously loosened.

This woman is ruthless, and she really leaves no room for it.

Even she herself was just a pawn in her gamble.

Such a woman is strong enough.

But it can only be viewed from a distance, and it should not be played with.

Because her blood was on herself, it was so dirty.

*

Two hours, the morning sun was slightly dewed, and the car arrived at my house on time.

Mu Yanxi followed behind Xia Yewei, keeping an appropriate distance.

As soon as she entered the door, Xia Yewei threw herself into the arms of the old man.

The Li family and the Xia family are still good friends in the previous generation.

Old Man Li even likes her more than his granddaughter.

"Why didn't Zechen come with you?"

Old Man Li had a cold face, "Did he go to accompany that Fang Ya again?" ”

"Grandpa, no, Zechen has been busy with work lately......"

Before the words fell, the chessboard next to it was lifted, and the chess pieces were scattered on the ground.

"Yanxi, you say!"

Mu Yanxi folded her hands and stood behind Xia Yewei, her dark eyes drooping slightly: "Miss Fang Ya committed suicide, and Mr. Li went to the hospital to see her." ”

"Hanju!"

Old Man Li was so angry that he burst out in Cantonese, "If it weren't for him being my only grandson, I would have ...... a long time ago."

Xia Yewei was busy helping him to calm down, but was blocked by Old Man Li's hand.

It happened to hit her wound.

Bloodshot soaked the white dress.

"What's going on?"

Without waiting for Xia Yewei to speak, Old Man Li's expression became weird, as if he recalled some terrifying scene.

He trembled his lips, squeezed Xia Yewei's arm, and said in a fierce tone: "What happened, tell me one by one!" ”