Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Ouyang Haoxuan followed the doctor to pay bills and get medicines, while Murong Qiqing hugged Xiaobao and talked in a low voice.Ever since she came to the hospital, Qianqian has been sitting quietly on the bench, like an exquisite puppet without moving or speaking.

After dealing with the relevant affairs, Ouyang Haoxuan walked in: "Let's go."

Murong Qiqing nodded, picked up the baby, and Ouyang Haoxuan stretched out his hand to Qianqian.

Qianqian's eyeballs moved, as if she had just come alive now.She stared at the slender, fair, masculine hand with distinct joints in front of her for a while, her gaze followed that hand to Ouyang Haoxuan's handsome face.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Haoxuan said, with a slightly puzzled tone, "Let's go home now."

When he said this, his tone was quite casual and natural, and the word "home" was not considered at all, and he blurted out.

But it was this word that hit Qianqian's heart hard.

Her mouth moved, wanting to raise the spikes all over her body and scream!

That's not her home!

She has nothing to do with them!

But before she could speak, a picture of Xiao Bao pushing her out of the road and protecting her with his small body appeared in front of her.

Biting her lip, she put her hand on Ouyang Haoxuan's.

The thin little hand trembled faintly, Ouyang Haoxuan subconsciously held her and led her, and walked out together.

Back at the villa, they saw Wu Yuzhu in the courtyard at a glance.Wu Yuzhu was sitting on a bamboo chair, and in front of her was that sweater that she could never finish knitting——

Now she picked up her interest again, and started to tossing happily again.

See Wu Yuzhu.Murong Qiqing's footsteps paused.

Although Wu Yuzhu has always emphasized that she has seen her husband's true colors clearly, and expressed her stern words that she will cut off her kindness and justice from now on.But after all, that is the person she has poured into her pillow for most of her life, and Qianqian's existence is tantamount to reminding her of the betrayal of the people around her.

Like a thorn in her tender heart, it was difficult for her to accept Qianqian's existence.

"Mom." Murong Qiqing hugged Xiaobao, glanced at Qianqian and then at Wu Yuzhu, not knowing what to do.

She was really sorry for Wu Yuzhu by bringing Qianqian home, but there was no better way.

Wu Yuzhu's gaze paused on Qianqian's body, and then received Murong Qiqing's hesitant gaze.She stood up slowly: "Xiaobao is back?"

Hugging Xiaobao, she turned and walked into the hall as if she hadn't seen Qianqian.

This action made Murong Qiqing wipe away her sweat.

Although Wu Yuzhu didn't mean to accept Qianqian, but he didn't get angry on the spot, which was already the best result.On the contrary, Qianqian didn't dare to look at Wu Yuzhu at all.

Back then, her pack of poison was aimed at Wu Yuzhu's life.

Qianqian returned to her previous room, and nothing in the room had changed, as if she had just returned from a trip.But she knew that many things were different. The happiness she once wanted to snatch did not belong to her from the beginning to the end.

She is an outsider who occupies the magpie's nest.

After Murong Qiqing took care of Xiaobao's wound, she was nagged by Wu Yuzhu until her hair was about to fall out, she managed to escape, her footsteps paused when she passed by Qianqian's room.Her emotions towards Qianqian are too complicated now, she sighed deeply, and she still decided to go and see that child.

But before she approached the door, she could vaguely hear crying from inside.

The raised hand paused, and Murong Qiqing's face was a little moved, and the previous indifference seemed to be melted a little unconsciously.

"Knock Knock-"

After lightly knocking on the door a few times, Murong Qiqing withdrew her hand and waited quietly.

There were rustling sounds from inside, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and then there was the sound of something being hit to the ground.After the sound of rushing water, Murong Qiqing heard someone's footsteps approaching the door.

The next second, the door was opened.

Qianqian who fell into Murong Qiqing's eyes showed no trace of crying on the surface.But Murong Qiqing still carefully noticed that her sleeves and the hair around her ears were a little wet, but she pretended not to notice.

Holding Qianqian's hand and walking around, her movements were too natural.

So much so that Qianqian was stunned, and when she realized it, she had already followed into the room.

Qianqian sat by the bed, and Murong Qiqing sat on the sofa next to it, just like every night before.

"You..." Qianqian struggled to make a sound, but closed her mouth after uttering one word.She lowered her head and stared at the floor as if a flower could grow there.

Murong Qiqing reached out to rub her soft hair, and said softly, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Can't sleep." Qianqian hasn't gotten into bed for a long time.But overnight, that problem seemed to sweep over again.Whenever the lamp is turned on at night, she wakes up in a nightmare.

That's why she didn't sleep last night and left before dawn the next day.

Although Qianqian didn't say anything more, Murong Qiqing felt deep sorrow and despair from her.

That smell should never be in a 4 year old.

"Don't worry." Murong Qiqing said slowly, considering her tone, "I will arrange a suitable environment for you. You only need to be a child, and there is no need to worry about things that don't need you to worry about."

Because of her words, Qianqian raised her head in a daze, her eyes full of doubts.

Murong Qiqing smiled at her, but the smile was a bit forced: "Before, Ouyang Haoxuan and I wanted to find a home for you, a good home, you will become their favorite child, it's just your... ..."

Speaking of this, she paused.

Qianqian knew who she was going to talk about, and a haze quickly flashed in her eyes.

"We were worried that she would not agree." Murong Qiqing didn't say the name, but quickly used "she" to represent it, and then said, "Just now, my mother gave me a better one." idea."

her mother?Wu Yuzhu?
Hearing this name, Qianqian's eyes blinked twice quickly.

"Do you know?" What Haoshi said next weighed a thousand catties, and Murong Qiqing's voice subconsciously lowered a lot, "Actually, you are my sister."

This news was like a bomb, which woke up Qianqian completely!

"Sister? Sister?"

Murong Qiqing sighed, and pulled out an ugly smile again: "Yes, you are my younger sister, half-sister."

Qianqian was dumbfounded.

"Now Shangguan Jiaqi is in the hospital, and she will soon face a court trial. She can no longer be a qualified guardian." This is what Wu Yuzhu said to Murong Qiqing before, and Murong Qiqing seemed to repeat it calmly.