Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Mrs. Zhao collapsed.

Su Mi took a few steps closer and said softly:

"As far as I know, Mrs. Zhao was born in a well-to-do family. Being able to marry into the Zhao family is already a smoke from the ancestral grave. It's so rare, and you don't want to become a second-in-law easily, right? Cherish your current life and follow blindly. what?"

Mrs. Zhao clenched her fists for a long time before murmuring:

"Okay, I won't help Mrs. Huo anymore. If she wants to find other wives to block you, I will try my best to stop you. But... these things, you are rotten in my stomach, and you are never allowed to mention them again. Don’t let my in-laws and husband know.”

Su Mi smiled: "It's easy to say."

Mrs. Zhao bit her lip, turned around and left.

Outside the door, Wan Ziya saw the last helper walking away with a pale face. She was anxious and reached out to pull her:

"Mrs. Zhao, what did she tell you? You left anyway..."

Mrs. Zhao grabbed her hand in a trance, lay down, and said weakly:

"What kind of thing did you encounter? I advise you to give Huo Dong to her, you can't play with her..."

Wan Ziya stared blankly at her leaving, then pushed the door open after a long while, and looked at the people in the room bitterly:

"How did you know so much of their privacy!? What did you do?"

Su Mi raised her eyes and looked over: "If you want people to not know, unless you do nothing yourself."

Wan Ziya trembled.

This woman is more terrifying and difficult to deal with than she imagined.

It seemed that he appeared just to overcome her.

"The left and right arms have been cut off, and there will be no one to help you anymore. What's the matter?" Su Mi broke the silence.

Wan Ziya was so angry that she clenched her lower lip and turned white, finally gave her a deep and hard look, turned and left.

*

In the evening of that day, Su Mi went back from the film crew and went to the kindergarten to pick up Xiao Subao.

As soon as she got back to the apartment and got off the car, she saw Han Fei standing downstairs.

Behind him stood three men in black with solemn expressions.

Xiao Subao said hello: "Uncle Han!"

Han Fei walked over with a smile, patted Xiao Subao's head, and motioned for the three of them to take Xiao Subao to the nearby fitness equipment to play.

Seeing that he had something to say to herself alone, Su Mi took the initiative to ask, "Is Assistant Han looking for something?"

"Today, my wife went to the film crew to find trouble with Teacher Tang'er, didn't she?"

Su Mi didn't deny it: "It's all settled."

"Second Master already knows. He is out of town now and won't be back until tomorrow, but he told me to arrange a few bodyguards for your mother and son. Starting today, I will follow you in and out." Han Fei said, and added: "Don't worry, Er The master said, hiring bodyguards for your mother and son is just to apologize for your wife's harassment, and there is no other meaning."

Su Mi couldn't help laughing: "No need. It's too exaggerated."

"I also think it's a bit exaggerated," Han Fei said helplessly, "but the second master insists on doing this. In fact, it's okay. With bodyguards, if my wife brings those wealthy wives to trouble you again, it's a bit taboo."

"Don't worry, those rich ladies won't make trouble with her again."

Han Fei didn't know exactly what happened. He only heard that the three ladies brought by Wan Ziya today all left aggressively and returned in a daze. Hearing what she said now, he felt relieved, but still After a moment of hesitation:

"But the second master must let these bodyguards follow your mother and son... and he has already allocated them. He said that one will follow Xiao Subao and the other two will follow you. If you don't accept them, he won't give up."

Su Mi thought for a while, and didn't want to make it difficult for Han Fei: "Then keep one and follow Xiao Subao. I don't need it anymore."

"Can……"

"Assistant Han, do you think it's appropriate for me to be an ordinary teacher plus a stylist, working or going to the vegetable market every day, but also swaggering around with two bodyguards?"

Han Fei also smiled: "It's also... really exaggerated."

"so be it."

**

In the evening of the next day, the bodyguard in charge of watching Xiao Subao took him back from the kindergarten and sent him back to the apartment.

Su Mi didn't go out today, she was working at home, she opened the door to bring her son in, and thanked the bodyguard.

As soon as he got home, Xiao Subao went to wash his hands, then climbed onto Su Mi's chair, knelt on it, and put his little face in front of Su Mi's computer: "Did Uncle Z answer the email?"

Ever since I got in touch with the bone marrow donor, asking Mr. Z if he sent an email every day has become one of Xiao Subao's daily routines.

She opened the email and showed her son the email from Mr. Z:

"I'm back."

The illiterate little milk baby who couldn't read all the words was very anxious:

"Read it to me."

Su Mi also read word by word to the little guy, and then opened a photo in the attachment and showed it to her son:

"Uncle Z even sent you a photo."

The last time I sent a photo of Xiao Subao, it may be a reciprocity, and this Mr. Z also sent a photo.

However, of course, it is not a selfie, but a landscape photo taken with a mobile phone, a ginkgo tree in the courtyard.

It was beautifully shot.

Ginkgo seems to have a long history, with a very thick trunk and a plump crown. It is in full bloom at this moment, like a golden tree profusely, and the ground is covered with golden yellow leaves.

It looked like he was at Mr. Z's house.

Although only a corner of the courtyard in the photo is exposed, it can be seen that it is a bit luxurious.

To have such a nice garden, the family situation will not be too bad.

That Mr. Z's economic conditions are so good, it's no wonder that he doesn't need his mother and son in return.

In addition, she also saw a clue in the photo.

At present, in China, most ginkgos grow in the north, and the best viewing period is usually late autumn.

Looking at the ginkgo tree in the photo, it is the most beautiful time, but Tancheng is not so cold now...

Su Mi vaguely guessed that Mr. Z might be in a northern city.

However, they didn't mean to meet, and she wouldn't ask.

The mother and son were looking at the mail and talking when the phone rang.

Su Mi glanced at it, walked to the small balcony, and answered the phone: "Mr. Huo."

"I'm back, just off the plane."

"Oh."

Hearing her calm tone, the person over there probably got used to being hit, and was not disappointed. He continued: "Han Fei said, you only accepted one bodyguard and asked him to follow Xiao Subao?"

She said truthfully, "Actually, I don't want to accept any of them."

Huo Shenxiu: "..."

But he said again: "You don't want bodyguards. You can live in another place."

Su Mi raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"I have already sent someone to say hello to the crew, and she will not be allowed to go in again. She will not go to the crew to harass you again, but she may come to your house to look for you, and you don't want bodyguards. I'm afraid she will disturb you. Change to another place Better."

"Where should I go?"

"I have a house here, just let Han Fei pick up your mother and child."

Su Mi bent her lips silently: "If Mrs. Huo wants to trouble me again, even if I change houses, she can find me again."

He said firmly: "I won't let her harass you any more."

But she still insisted: "Just change the house—"

He was about to persuade her again, but he didn't finish what she said:

"If Mr. Huo really doesn't want our mother and son to be harassed, let's move to Mr. Huo's house."