Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Minster didn't understand what Shen Rongche meant.

"Then what does it have to do with Meng Wuxin, Meng Wuxin didn't have any enmity with anyone, why did he attack Meng Wuxin?"

Shen Rongche looked at Minster and said meaningfully: "Because Meng Wuxin was your most important person back then, wasn't he?"

It can be said that Minster had worked hard in order to marry Meng Wuxin, and this matter caused a lot of trouble.

Almost everyone knew that Meng Wuxin was Minster's favorite.

It was also because they knew of Minster's love for Meng Wuxin, so after Meng Wuxin's death, no one mentioned Meng Wuxin in front of Minster.

No one would be so stupid as to rub salt in someone's wounds, let alone Minster's special status.

As long as you are not a fool, you will not take the initiative to provoke Minster.

Minster is not stupid. When he heard Minster say this, he suddenly understood, "I remember you told me that someone has been targeting you behind your back because of a feud."

Shen Rongche smiled and nodded, "And you got involved too."

"To be more precise, your Minster family got involved."

Minster's eyes widened, "So in order to get revenge on me, they hurt Meng Wuxin, made Meng Wuxin become like this, and killed me instead?"

Shen Rongche nodded, "I guess so."

"It's really vicious."

Minster said angrily.

"But you don't have to worry, Meng Wuxin will be fine."

When Minster heard Meng Wuxin, his eyes softened a little.

"Has she been hypnotized?"

Amnesia is also possible, but amnesia alone will not change the original personality, but Meng Wuxin's temperament is not the same as before, and Minster is more inclined to have amnesia for Meng Wuxin.

Shen Rongche nodded, "It's better to be hypnotized, just let her wake up."

"I'll go to Southeast Asia to find them first."

Minster said.

Shen Rongche nodded, and then smiled as if watching the excitement, "How does it feel when you take one wife to find another?"

Minster looked at Shen Rongche with some malicious eyes, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Shen Rongche raised his eyebrows, expressing that he didn't care.

So Minster and Eva hurried to Southeast Asia again.

At this time, Ian was happy and Meng Wuxin was "on vacation".

It's a vacation, but it's actually a picnic.

Ian seldom came to such a mountain forest, so he became very interested in this place.

Meng Wuxin saw that Ian liked it, and Master Jiu had no objection to Ian's arrival, so she simply took Ian and let him go.

Ian was very happy to take a group of younger brothers to hunt in the mountains.

He followed Meng Wuxin all the time, deeply afraid that Meng Wuxin would not want him.

Seeing Ian like this, Meng Wuxin sighed helplessly: "Don't worry, even if I want to throw you away, I won't throw you here. After all, where do you come from?"

Ian shook his head in disbelief.

Meng Wuxin failed to communicate with Ian on this topic, so he changed the subject.

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

She looked very excited to see Ian.

Ian smiled happily: "As long as you are there, I like it."

Meng Wuxin was used to this child being so talkative, but she couldn't help feeling warm.

He threw the little rabbit he caught to Ian, "No, I'll give it to you."

Ian frowned while holding the rabbit.

Seeing Ian's disgusted expression, Meng Wuxin smiled and said, "You don't like it?"

"The rabbit is too delicate, is there any animal that is a little braver?"

Meng Wuxin was amused by Ian.

"Brave animals? Tigers? But there don't seem to be tigers in this place."

Ian shook his head, "I don't like tigers, they are too bulky."

Meng Wuxin thought that this child is really picky.

"You know a lot of Chinese words, who taught you?"

Meng Wuxin continued to worry about Ian's surprisingly good Chinese.

Ian thought of wheat, and then smiled.

"It was not taught by anyone, but I learned it myself in order to communicate with others."

Meng Wuxin immediately asked curiously: "Self-taught? For whom?"

Ian stopped talking now.

Seeing that Ian seemed to be thinking deeply, Meng Wuxin couldn't help pinching his face.

"I said why do you like to pretend to be an adult so much, kid."

Ian was a little puzzled, "Aren't I an adult?"

"Hey, kid, how old are you?"

"Almost eight years old."

Ian said seriously.

"Pfft!"

Meng Wuxin was amused by the eight-year-old Ian.

"Eight years old? You are only eight years old and you say you are an adult?"

Ian didn't understand Meng Wuxin's smile, "Yeah, I can do things at the age of eight, and I can do some things that adults have never done before. You can't judge a person's maturity by age. Judgment, and more should look at the mind."

Meng Wuxin was startled by Ian's words. If it weren't for the kid in front of her with blond hair, blue eyes, and this baby-like voice, she would have thought she was standing in front of her. He is an eminent monk.

How much experience has such a young child been able to say such words?
But this child doesn't look like a child loved by a poor family. I can't tell if she is pampered or not. Except when she is stupid and always likes to treat her as a mother, she is very well-bred at other times.

Meng Wuxin looked at Ian, wondering what kind of family could raise such a child.

Ian was a little happy to find Meng Wuxin staring at him.

Is his mother fascinated by his handsome appearance?
If this is the case, he must try his best to look more handsome in the future, so that his mother will be reluctant to leave him.

"The little rabbit will pay you back."

Ian stuffed the rabbit back to Meng Wuxin.

Then he walked out by himself, and while walking, he turned his head and said, "I want to give you a gift."

Meng Wuxin followed suit, "Don't run around!"

Ian turned his head, stopped, and looked at Meng Wuxin.

Seriously said: "Mom, wait for me, I'll be right back!"

The sound of "mother" successfully made Meng Wuxin stop, and stood there watching Ian's figure go further and further away.

Until Ian disappeared, Meng Wuxin looked forward anxiously, fearing that something would happen to Ian.

A few minutes passed, and Ian hadn't returned.

Meng Wu was in a hurry, so he was going to find Ian.

Just took a step, Ian came back.

Holding a woven garland in her hand.

Ian said with a smile: "When I came here just now, I found a lot of wild flowers over there, and I gave them to you."

Meng Wuxin looked down at the child who only reached her waist, and her eyes turned red.

Taking it from Ian, "You made it up yourself?"

Ian nodded, and said proudly, "Of course."

"Not bad, who taught you?"

"Does this still need to be learned? If you think about it a little bit, you will be able to do it?"

Ian said proudly.

Meng Wuxin laughed.

"Little guy, why are you so narcissistic!"