Before the heavy rain stopped, Song Wantang just watched the little bun rush into the rain, and her heart was tightly pinched: "Yuanyuan!" ”

The little thing ran fast, and fell into the rain coldly, Song Wantang hurriedly ran over and picked him up from the ground-

"Don't hug you, you go away!"

Mu Yuan burst into tears, after all, he was only a four-year-old child, how could he stand Song Wantang's cold face before?

There is no doubt that what she said hurt Xiao Baozi's heart.

Xiao Baozi played with his temper and smashed his small fist on the woman, but he didn't dare to push too hard, it seemed that he could only vent in this way.

Song Wantang wiped his face for him, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

This is her own son.

She gave birth to a baby herself.

It's so unbelievable, why didn't God come to Dao Lei to kill her?

However, no matter how difficult it is to accept, it is not something she can pretend to be stupid to deny, she really likes to be a mother!

Thinking of this, Song Wantang couldn't help lowering her voice and coaxing him gently.

"Yuanyuan, it's me who is bad, I apologize to you, don't be angry, ah......"

The little thing cried more and more fiercely, and the little face was very embarrassed, you must know that Song Wantang couldn't see the child crying the most, she couldn't help but hug him tightly, all kinds of gentle words, trying to coax the little guy well......

Mu Yuan had a fever.

The little thing was drenched in the rain, and he didn't eat, and his forehead was so hot that the doctor prescribed medicine, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Song Wantang was lying on the side of the bed, looking at the sleeping face of the little thing, with mixed feelings.

This is really her son......

Could it be that the car accident four years ago really made her lose some of her memory?

She used to be with Li Jin Yao......

"The little master is actually very sensible, and he hasn't caused much trouble to the young master over the years, but as he gets older, he always asks questions related to his mother."

Will lowered his voice, full of distress: "For the young master's words, the little young master has never believed it, over time, he will always hide alone, sulking, no matter how coaxed he is, he can't coax well, just a while ago, he already had autistic tendencies." ”

"The young master has no choice but to find you, after all, the young master urgently needs his mother's company now. And sure enough, as soon as I saw you, the little young master's whole person changed dramatically..."

In the past few days, the changes of the little young master, Will has seen it in his eyes. To be honest, he had never seen the little master so happy......

Song Wantang felt very uncomfortable when she heard this, and after Will left, she thought about it and was about to go out to find Li Jin Yao, but she heard the maid's discussion outside.

"Is that her? The biological mother of the little master? I don't look very good, I look like a fox! ”

"Shhh, be quiet, it'll be over when the young master hears it......"

"Afraid of what? I heard that it was that woman who designed the young master, this is the little master, so shameless, how much do you think the young master cares about her? ”

"If it weren't for the little master's trouble, would the young master be able to get her back? Hmph, I really thought I was the young grandmother of the Li family, look at that fox spirit......"

It was a little maid who spoke, about twenty years old, and the other maids were all dressed in uniforms, so she deliberately unbuttoned her neckline twice.

"Yo, is it possible that I can't be a young grandmother, and it will be your turn?"

Song Wantang walked out slowly, squinting and looking the maid up and down.

"Tsk, that's good-looking...... But to be a young grandmother, do you think about whether you are qualified enough? ”

Everyone didn't expect her to hear it, and their faces changed slightly, but it was the little maid who was the calmest: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Hmph, do you think the young master will protect you? Whimsical, it's too late for the young master to hate you! ”