When the fate comes, the wife arrives, the first favorite in the palm of your hand

"She has mental problems." Lang Ruoxian winked at the bodyguard.

The man with eyes panted and rushed away from the crowd: "Xiujuan, quickly return the child, this is someone else's child."

"Hush..." The woman named Xiujuan widened her eyes and put her index finger to her mouth, "Hush, my daughter is going to sleep!"

Xiao Jiu'er was probably tired from crying, so she stretched out her hand to Fei Ying.But the woman hugged her tightly, and the little guy looked at his mother pitifully.

Not to mention Fei Ying, even Yan Hua's heart was about to break, and she woke up from a deep sleep, and started crying when she saw Xiao Jiu'er crying.

"Ma Ma... Ma Ma!" He shouted at Xiao Jiu'er.

The man with eyes was sweating profusely, and he hurriedly apologized to Fei Ying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! My wife...my wife is mentally ill. Just now I beat her because she was ill."

"In your wife's case, why didn't you send her to the hospital?" Yan Hua asked, "Do you know that this is dangerous?"

"Yes yes yes, it's all my fault, I know I know!" The man looked sad, "But...but I can't bear to leave her alone in that kind of place."

Yan Hua and Fei Ying looked at each other. They didn't believe it. When this man beat his wife just now, his face was ferocious, and he didn't feel reluctant at all.

"Madam." Lang Ruoxian stepped forward suddenly, "There are too many people here, do you want to take the child home?"

The woman was taken aback, and looked up at Lang Ruoxian: "Oh! Yes, go home and take my daughter home."

Just as she was about to turn around, two people rushed up from behind, one grabbed her arm, and the other snatched Xiao Jiu'er away.

"Ahh..." the woman screamed, "My child! My child!"

"Xiao Jiuer!" Fei Ying took a few steps forward to take Xiao Jiuer and hugged her tightly, while the bodyguard quickly pulled her behind.

"Ma Ma!" Xiao Jiu'er returned to her familiar embrace and cried.

Fei Ying wiped her tears while coaxing her.Gun Gun looked this way in Yan Hua's arms, and reached out to touch Xiao Jiu'er's face.

"Mama! Mama..."

Xiao Jiu'er still had tears in her eyes, she pouted and corrected him: "It's sister, sister!"

Seeing that she was all right so soon, Fei Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and from the corner of her eye she saw Fei Yi running over with panic in her eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay." She couldn't help crying again, and went up to be embraced by the man.

Little Jiu'er was very happy to see Fei Yi, and put her arms around his neck to hug him.

"Don't be afraid, Dad is here." Fei Yi kissed his daughter, then Fei Ying, then looked coldly at the man who was pleading with the bodyguard.

"She has no malicious intentions, please let her go, and don't send her to the police station." The man held the bodyguard tightly, and the woman was already sitting on the ground in a daze without making a sound.

"Did you call the police?" Fei Yi asked.

A bodyguard immediately said: "Report."

"Come on, let's go home."

Yan Hua and Lang Ruoxian returned to Lang's house, and the woman's grief-stricken face was on their faces all the way.

"Why, I think that woman is pitiful." Lang Ruoxian looked at the rearview mirror.

Yan Hua was wearing a lavender sweater, a milky white cashmere dress underneath, and red flat boots with two furry balls.The hair is loosely tied behind the head, and a fluffy hairpin is pinned.

He doesn't know what fashion is like, he just thinks that this woman is very good at dressing up, no matter what she wears, she looks good.

"Poor person, there must be something hateful. I won't intercede with her. After all, her existence is not conducive to social security."

Yan Hua said lightly, "It's fortunate that there are many people in the shopping mall this time. If she was on the street, she snatched someone else's child and ran away. Maybe she wouldn't be able to chase her back."

"I just think it's a little strange." Yan Hua told Lang Ruoxian about the woman's husband beating someone before, "Tell me, if you really care about your wife, why would you beat her so hard?"

Lang Ruoxian turned the steering wheel: "You have time to care about others, why not worry about yourself."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Lang Hongyue will move back tomorrow."

Yan Hua: "..."

Lang Hongyue used the excuse that the company was on holiday, and Yan Hua and Lang Ruoxian, two juniors in the old house, greeted the old man and moved back for the New Year.

"It's New Year's Eve, so there are more people." She sat on the sofa in the living room and smiled, "Lang Jia will come back a year ago, she hasn't seen Gun Gun yet!"

Yan Hua felt that she was having a hard time this year, one Lang Hongyue was enough trouble, plus her daughter...

"I heard that you have a good relationship with Fei's?" Lang Hongyue asked suddenly.

Gun Gun's eyes lit up when he heard the word Fei, and he didn't want the little dinosaur in his hand, so he grabbed Yan Hua's hand and pointed hard at the gate.

"Mama! Mama!"

"Gun Gun wants to find Miss Sister?" Yan Hua could accurately determine who his son really wanted to call when he called Ma Ma.

Lang Hongyue looked at the fat dumpling whom she hadn't seen for more than a month. Apart from being a little older, she was still so stupid. Up to now, she could only call her mother, and she couldn't stand up.

Her eyes flicked across Rolling's legs, if, this child's legs have problems...

"Miss Sister is sick, we will visit her when she recovers, okay!" Yan Hua carried Gun Gun back and asked her aunt to make rice cereal.

Xiao Jiu'er was still frightened, she had a high fever when she went back last night, and Fei Ying called from the hospital early in the morning.

"Don't bring Roll here, the hospital is not a good place." Fei Ying specifically told her, "Come back after Xiao Jiu'er comes home from the hospital."

"Yan Hua." Lang Hongyue picked up an orange and looked at her while peeling it, "Do you want to give Gun Gun a check?"

"If you're not sick, why do you need a checkup?" Yan Hua frowned.

Lang Hongyue's red nails split the orange in two: "It's not that I haven't had children, Lang Jia was not like this when she was a child."

"Every baby's development is different, and some can only speak when they are two years old." Yan Hua glanced at her son, Xiao Gun Gun showed her a cute smile, and then continued to bow her head and struggle in a daze.

"One year old in two months, right?" Lang Hongyue wiped her hands clean, "He can't even stand up, let alone something wrong with his legs..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Yan Hua interrupted her and said bluntly, "Gun Gun is my son, and I know better than anyone else whether he has any problems."

"Ma Ma?" Gun Gun was affected by Yan Hua's emotions, and threw himself into her arms timidly.

Rubbing all the confusion on his face onto Yan Hua.

Yan Hua twitched the corners of her mouth, and the anger just now disappeared instantly.

"Mama's fine, get out of here!" Fat Tuanzi smiled when he saw Mama, and sat down to continue eating rice cereal.

Lang Hongyue felt that everything Gun Gun ate was too disgusting, so she didn't bother to look at him, and glared at him: "That's how you talk to me? You forgot who brought you back to the Lang family, who made you a member of the Lang family Young lady's."

"I didn't do it voluntarily." Yan Hua didn't mind tearing her face apart. Ever since she designed herself, she never planned to be used by Lang Hongyue again.

Obviously... Lang Hongyue hasn't realized this yet.In her eyes, Yan Hua is a helpless widow who can be flattened and rounded by her.

"Don't forget what you promised me back then!" Lang Hongyue was also angry, "What? Now that the old man is in pain, you think you can fight me?"

"I never want to be against you, it's because you can't tolerate me." Yan Hua straightened her back and looked at her, "You don't want to drive me out of Lang's house, you don't even think about it, Gun Gun is still so young, you are too impatient, my Good aunt!"

Lang Hongyue clutched her chest: "You...you are going to piss me off!"

"It's best if you want to live in peace with me. If you don't want me to make a big deal, you can take Gun Gun to live with the old man. As you said, I rely on the old man to love Gun Gun!"

Yan Hua hugged the stuffed Gungun: "Let's go son! Let's go take a bath."

Watching her go upstairs, Lang Hongyue picked up an orange and threw it out: "Damn girl!"

"What's wrong with you?" Tian Bocheng came back just in time, saw her trembling with anger, walked over to give her back, "Well, who are you angry with?"

"That cheap girl Yan Hua." Lang Hongyue glared at him, "What did you do?"

Tian Bocheng took off his coat and sat down: "Didn't I tell you when I went out in the morning? My sister moved today, so I'll see her off."

"Your sister moved back to your parents' place?"

Tian Bocheng has a younger sister who recently divorced. I heard that her husband raised a mistress outside.

"No, she doesn't want to go back, she rented a house outside."

Lang Hongyue sneered: "It's so nice to say, you gave the money, right? Return it to yourself..."

"Hey, take a look... In her current situation, I, the eldest brother, can't make arrangements for her!"

Tian Bocheng rubbed Lang Hongyue's shoulders: "She is only in her 30s and has no job. I wonder if I can arrange to go to your place?"

"What will she do?" Lang Hongyue glanced at him, "Since we got married, your family has been supported by you. She has never worked since she graduated from school. You let her work in my company? Do you want to be a cleaner?"

Tian Bocheng gave her a pause, and then pressed her a few times as if nothing happened: "I can't learn it! You can see it after the New Year. If it doesn't work, go to my company!"

Because she was going to be with Lang Hongyue's family during the Chinese New Year, Yan Hua suddenly lost her interest. It was already the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Early in the morning, she heard from her aunt that Lang Jia would be back today.

She didn't even want to go downstairs, when Fei Ying called to say that Xiao Jiu'er had been discharged from the hospital, and asked her to take Roll over to play.

"Is Xiao Jiuer okay?" When they arrived at Fei's house, Yan Hua took out a doll.

Xiao Jiu'er gave her a paji kiss, and holding the doll, Xiao Naiyin called her auntie.

"Ma Ma! Ma Ma!" Gun Gun wanted to kiss, Xiao Jiu'er called his brother again, and kissed him too.

Fei Ying asked everyone to sit in the living room: "It's okay, it's just a common fever."

"That's good, don't leave any sequelae." Yan Hua touched Xiao Jiu'er's head, and when Gun Gun saw it, he quickly rubbed his head over.

Yan Hua also touched his head, and the little guy was satisfied to play with Xiao Jiu'er.

"Do you know about that woman?" Fei Ying suddenly lowered her voice, "It's so pitiful."