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Hearing the sound, everyone looked towards the door.

Then a boy who looked exactly like Xiaojun was seen looking at Liang Jun eagerly.

The only difference was that this boy looked a little weak.

He pursed his lips, seeming a little sad, but he still couldn't suppress his longing for his parents. He called out "Mom and Dad" softly and ran towards Liang Jun.

At this moment, Liang Jun was like a lit firecracker, shouting fiercely at the little boy who ran past: "Get out! You are not Xiaojun, he is my Xiaojun."

The boy who was originally running towards Liang Jun excitedly stopped in his tracks when he heard this. He didn't understand why his beloved mother would speak ill of him.

He didn't understand why his mother didn't recognize him.

He was trapped in that choking little jar, feeling very uncomfortable and in pain, but he firmly believed that his mother would find him and rescue him.

But now he was rescued by a beautiful sister, but his mother seemed not to recognize him. She told him to get out in a fierce voice, saying that he was not her child. The boy burst into tears out of grievance.

Although Song Zheng couldn't tell which one was his son from the appearance, his intuition told him that this child was still Xiaojun. He slowly stood up and pulled Liang Jun towards the boy.

Liang Jun struggled hard: "Hubby, he is not Xiaojun, he is fake, this is our Xiaojun, he is good at studying, and..."

"Shut up!"

Song Zheng couldn't stand it any longer and slapped Liang Jun in the face, yelling, "I want my son. No matter how good he is at studying, he's not my son. Do you understand?"

Liang Jun was stunned by the slap. She covered her face and didn't come back to her senses for a long time. She didn't understand what the difference was. This Xiaojun was a good student and could keep her family together. That was enough.

Why does Song Zheng worry about what he doesn't have? Doesn't he want an excellent child?

Song Zheng no longer paid attention to Liang Jun who was standing there in a daze. Instead, he walked towards the boy, squatted down, and wanted to hug the boy in his arms.

But the hand that was stretched out passed through the boy's body.

Song Zheng was startled and looked at Bai Ningyu: "Master, what's going on? Why am I..."

Bai Ningyu explained: "This is Xiaojun's soul. His soul was driven out of his body by this evil thing, so you can't touch him."

"Then Master, please quickly drive this evil thing out of my son's body!" Song Zheng said anxiously.

However, the boy looked at his mother and asked aggrievedly, "Dad, did Xiaojun do something wrong? Why doesn't Mom recognize Xiaojun anymore? Actually, Xiaojun really doesn't play around. I'm studying hard."

As he spoke, tears welled up in the boy's eyes again. He lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, Xiaojun has disappointed you. If... if Mom and Dad really like him, then let him come and accompany you instead of Xiaojun. As long as you are happy and stop arguing, Xiaojun will be happy too."

Listening to his son's words, Song Zheng's nose was sore, his eyes were red, and he kept shaking his head and said, "I'm sorry, it's Dad's fault. Xiaojun is very good. It's all Dad's fault."

I shouldn't just demand that my child get top grades. I should care more about my child. His son has been so sensible, brave and kind since he was young. Why can't I see that?

He remembered that every time he came home, his son would come running to him, take out slippers from the shoe cabinet and hand them to him.

Although my son also likes to watch cartoons, he will turn off the TV by himself when the time comes.

Whenever he met stray kittens and puppies downstairs, he would always run home and bring down ham to feed them.

There was even one time when a neighbor's child was almost bitten by a dog, but his son bravely stood up and drove the dog away with a small stone.

Too many memories echoed in Song Zheng's mind, and he felt very regretful at this moment.

However, the evil object in Ma Ling's hand still wanted to confuse Liang Jun: "Mom, please save Xiaojun quickly, Xiaojun is in great pain."

When Liang Jun heard the voice, his eyes suddenly became dull and he was ready to save him.

At this moment, Bai Ningyu snapped her fingers, and Liang Jun's eyes immediately became clear again.

Bai Ningyu said, "Think about it carefully. He just begged you to jump off the building. Do you dare to keep a child like that?"

When Liang Jun heard this, her pupils suddenly trembled, and her memory gradually became clear. She had just locked the door. She wanted to protect Xiaojun in her arms, but Xiaojun said... At that time, she felt like she had lost consciousness and jumped out of the window!

Liang Jun's heart tightened and he looked at Xiaojun.

At this moment, Xiaojun showed a contemptuous smile on his face: "Why, don't you like me very much? Then why don't you come to save me!"

As he spoke, his voice became eerie and terrifying, his face became extremely ferocious, his eyes glowed red, and were full of ferocious cruelty.

Liang Jun was so frightened by his expression that she fell to the ground.

The little ghost bared his teeth, hooked his hands into sharp claws, and kicked with all his strength. Ma Ling was obviously caught off guard and was able to break free.

"go to hell!"

The little ghost pounced towards Liang Jun.

Liang Jun felt as if his body was frozen. He watched the little ghost rushing towards him, but he was unable to get up and avoid it.

Just when the little ghost was an inch away from her, Xiaojun grabbed the little ghost's ankle tightly and shouted, "I won't let you hurt my mother!"

Liang Jun looked at Xiaojun's face, which had turned red from exerting too much force, and tears immediately flowed down her face: "Xiaojun..."

Bai Ningyu walked up, grabbed the little ghost by the collar and lifted him up.

The little ghost bared his teeth and breathed at Bai Ningyu with a ferocious look.

Seeing this, Bai Ningyu didn't tolerate it and raised her hand to slap the kid hard on the butt.

After a few slaps, the little ghost howled in pain and then became obedient. However, his eyes still revealed a look of defiance. He shouted, "Anyway, this body is mine now. He can't come back, so just let me stay here! At worst, I'll just be a good boy and not hurt anyone from now on!"

Bai Ningyu sneered, "How dare you, a mere brat, negotiate with me? You seem quite pleased with yourself for occupying a body that doesn't belong to you?"

The little ghost let out a strange laugh, staring at Bai Ningyu provocatively, "So what? You can't drive my soul out, right? You should know that even if you drive me out, his soul would have been out of his body for many days, and he would have died long ago!"