President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Wu Ma quickly covered it up, "It's nothing, I just went in to see if the bird's nest was cooked, and the heat suffocated my eyes."

"Then are you okay, why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup?" Song Runian hurriedly asked with concern.

I even got up and went to the porch to change my shoes, ready to go out.

"I'm fine." Wu Ma hurriedly stopped her, "This is how old people are. Their eyes are relatively fragile. I'll just go back to my room and lie down for a while."

I couldn't beat Mama Wu, and with the help of the wife of Vivienne, a great doctor, to check it, I was sure Mama Wu was fine.

Song Runian gave up and helped Wu Ma go back to the room and lie down.

"Mama Wu, don't work this afternoon, there are so many servants in Muyuan, let them do it." Song Runian urged.

Wu Ma nodded, "Okay."

Seeing Song Runian go out, she sighed silently.

If... If the stars were Xiaoman, how wonderful it would be!

He and Xiaoman obviously have so many similarities, but why are they someone else's child?

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After eating, Vivienne went back to the villa.

Only the stars are left to play in Muyuan.

It just so happened that Song Ru Nian wanted to revise the design draft in his hand, so he asked Xing Xing to play in the living room first.

Xingxing is also very obedient, neither noisy nor noisy, lying on the carpet, playing with building blocks very quietly.

Song Runian went to the upstairs room, picked up the drawing board and started working.

But before the painting was finished, the servant came to tell her that Lin Chen had come to see her and had something to give her.

Hearing this name, Song Runian was in a bad mood.

She really doesn't like this man!

"Let's just say I'm not feeling well. As for the things, you can take them for me and bring them up." Song Runian said, "Just be polite."

"Okay." The servant went downstairs to deal with it.

After a while, he returned to the room and handed Song Runian a pendant.

It was the pendant that was knocked off when Song Runian was in his car last time.

Originally, Song Runian liked this pendant, but for some reason, the one that Lin Chen sent back seemed to be out of shape, with distorted facial features.

Look carefully, even a little hideous.

Those glass eyes also seemed to have life, staring straight at her.

Song Runian suddenly felt a little creepy.

She didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, but pointed to the rattan basket next to it, "Just put it in there."

The servant did so immediately.

Then, he said with a bitter face, "Young Mistress, that Lin Chen is still sitting in the living room after giving the ornaments, I invited you twice, and he said he would talk to your assistant, George, to meet here coming."

Song Runian: "..."

How can there be such a person who refuses to leave?

But the other party moved out of George and chased him away. Later, George should yell that he would not give him face.

"Forget it, let him sit for a while, you are busy with your own business, leave him alone." Song Runian said.

After a pause, he thought of the stars downstairs again, "Bring the stars up."

This kind of person who doesn't seem to be a good person should be kept out of children's contact, what to do if he is taught badly!

The servant brought the star into the bedroom.

The little guy remained obedient and quiet all the time, playing by himself on the carpet in the corner without saying a word.

After Song Runian finished the design draft in her hand, she turned her head to look, only to find that Xing Xing had fallen asleep.

The little guy was lying on the plush carpet, with a prototype pillow under his head, and knew how to use his coat as a quilt to cover his belly so as not to catch a cold.

The little face was flushed from sleep, and the mouth was slightly opened, breathing evenly.

Even though there are very hideous scars, it still looks very cute.

Song Runian's heart moved slightly, and she walked over lightly, intending to hug Xingxing to sleep on the imperial concubine's couch next to her.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Xing Xing grabbed his fingers.

"Mommy~" the little guy uttered a baby-like dream.