After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Mian Mian's coquettish cries sounded so fake to her two brothers, but they made Mo Beixiao feel that his heart was about to burst into tears.

He frowned, and while patting Mianmian's back gently to coax her, he glanced at the two bodyguards with aura, and his voice was as cold as the cold river of thousands of years: "Apologise and get out!"

The aura of the man was so domineering that it made people breathless.

The two security guards bent down with pale faces and apologized respectfully: "Young Master Mo, I'm sorry, we were wrong."

"I also hope that Young Master Mo will not remember the villain's faults and forgive us!"

After apologizing, the two of them didn't even dare to raise their heads, and quickly turned around and ran away as if they were running for their lives.

After watching this farce, the people around them began to compliment each other——

"So this is Mr. Mo's five-year-old son."

"She really looks like Mr. Mo!"

"Sure enough, the tiger father has no son. This young master Mo looks cute. He will definitely become something big when he grows up..."

While listening to these people's compliments, Mo Beixiao frowned: "Everyone, my son's information has always been kept confidential."

"I also hope that after tonight, there will be no news about my son on the Internet."

Those who were still complimenting Mo Beixiao paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded and dispersed: "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, don't worry..."

When the people around him started to disperse, Qin Hanshuang finally suppressed the anger in his heart. While wiping the red wine spilled on his body, he frowned and glanced at the child in Mo Beixiao's arms: "Is this a small boat?"

Why is it a little different?

"Oops."

Hearing Qin Hanshuang's words, Hang Hang on the other side of the ocean frowned instantly: "In front of this Miss Qin, will your secrets be revealed?"

After Mommy and Mianmian arrived in Rongcheng, Hanghang paid special attention to what happened in Rongcheng every day.

Today, the news about Mo Beixiao and Qin Hanshuang's love has been on the Internet for so long, so Hanghang naturally knows about it.

This Miss Qin is Mr. Mo’s girlfriend, and she should be very familiar with Xiaozhou...

"I'm not familiar with this Miss Qin at all."

After checking another floor, Xiaozhou found a corner and leaned against the wall, silently wiping the sweat on his forehead: "I bet she can't tell the difference between me and Mianmian."

Hanghang frowned: "But..."

Even if Qin Hanshuang doesn't like Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou is Mo Beixiao's son after all.

Even if it was to please Mo Beixiao, she shouldn't be unfamiliar with Xiaozhou's appearance...

At this time, in the venue, those who had been complimenting Mo Beixiao and Qin Hanshuang had not completely dispersed. Hearing Qin Hanshuang's confused voice, someone paused: "What's wrong, Miss Qin?"

Seeing those people once again focusing on Mianmian, Mo Beixiao frowned, raised his hand to press Mianmian's head, avoided the eyes of those people, and glanced at Qin Hanshuang angrily: "This is Xiaozhou. What's wrong?"

The coldness in the man's eyes made Qin Hanshuang pause slightly.

She smiled awkwardly and pointed to the red wine marks on her body: "It's nothing, I just think Xiaozhou has always been quite well-educated, how could he suddenly do such a thing."

"Mianmian."

Xiaozhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaned against the wall, smiled and cheered on Mianmian through his earphones: "She's saying you're uneducated."

The little girl held in Mo Beixiao's arms rolled her eyes, then turned to look at Qin Hanshuang aggrievedly: "Auntie, what you mean is that I have no education, and my dad didn't teach her well. Me?"

After saying that, she buried her head in Mo Beixiao's arms again: "Daddy, you can't stay with outsiders all day like today. You have to go home more often to stay with me and teach me. I."

"Otherwise, I will be called uneducated by outsiders."

The little girl's words made Qin Hanshuang's face suddenly look ugly.

She frowned: "Xiaozhou, Aunt Qin has been with your dad for five years anyway. If Aunt Qin hadn't helped you, you wouldn't have returned to your dad. How much Aunt Qin has liked you these years, right? You can see how good you are..."

"How can you say Aunt Qin is an outsider?"

"is it?"

Mianmian raised her head from Mo Beixiao again, and looked condescendingly at Qin Hanshuang's face with exquisite makeup: "Then I don't understand, if Aunt Qin is not an outsider, but one of our own, why You want to say that I’m uneducated and that daddy didn’t teach me well?”

"There's more."

The little girl blinked her big black eyes and looked at Qin Hanshuang's face: "Aunt Qin, do you really like me?"

Qin Hanshuang's eyes flashed with coldness for a moment.

Then, she walked over with a smile, stretched out her hand and pinched Mianmian's face affectionately: "Of course Aunt Qin likes Xiaozhou."

Mianmian suppressed her smile and pointed at her face with her tender finger: "Aunt Qin, do you think I have changed from the last time you saw me? Have I become ugly?"

Qin Hanshuang's hands clenched into fists at his side.

What happened to this little scoundrel today?

In the past, not only would he not show up in public, he would not even give her another look.

Many times he would just say hello to her and leave out of face, without even being able to say the three words Aunt Qin.

Why did you suddenly change your temper today?

"Aunt Qin?"

Seeing Qin Hanshuang staring at her in a daze with deep eyes, Mianmian couldn't help but call her again.

Only then did the woman come to her senses.

She pretended to have a good relationship with Xiaozhou, and once again reached out and pinched Mianmian's nose gently: "It's been less than three months since we last met. How can you change?"

"It's not ugly, it's still the same as before, don't worry."

"That's it..."

Mianmian laughed meaningfully.

This woman really knows how to tell lies with her eyes open!

Although she and Brother Xiaozhou look very similar, if she really cared about Brother Xiaozhou and liked Brother Xiaozhou, she wouldn't be able to tell that she was a fake.

Even the two security guards could tell from the photo that she was not Brother Xiaozhou. Not only could this woman not see it, she actually thought she was Brother Xiaozhou!

How ridiculous!

For such a woman who doesn't care about Brother Xiaozhou at all, I really don't know what Uncle Mo likes about her!

Thinking of this, the little girl turned her head and looked at Mo Beixiao with a smile: "Daddy, did you hear that?"

"Aunt Qin said I haven't changed at all!"

Mo Beixiao frowned and glanced at Mianmian, then at Qin Hanshuang, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He said before that Mianmian was Xiaozhou, just to protect Mianmian.

Others had never seen Xiaozhou or Mianmian, so it was understandable to believe what he said.

But Qin Hanshuang not only had a close relationship with him, but was also Xiaozhou's savior. She even kept saying that she liked Xiaozhou.

It had only been three months since they last met, and she didn't even recognize that the boat in his arms was fake.

Maybe what Xiaozhou said before was right.

Qin Hanshuang's love for him was just a casual talk.

At this time, Qin Hanshuang's assistant came over carrying a bag: "Miss Qin..."

"You guys are busy first."

Seeing the assistant coming, Mo Beixiao didn't want to talk to Qin Hanshuang anymore: "I'll take the kids to get some food."

After saying that, regardless of the expression on Qin Hanshuang's face, the man turned around and left.

Qin Hanshuang looked at Mo Beixiao's leaving figure and narrowed his eyes.

The assistant handed her the new dress he had just brought: "Go and change first. You are the protagonist tonight, so you can't be too embarrassed."

Qin Hanshuang then lowered his eyes and glanced at the red wine stains on his body.

These were the red wines she specially added to Mo Beixiao, and now most of them were spilled on her body.

It's all that little bastard's fault!

but……

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips raised in a proud arc.

Although most of the red wine was spilled, Mo Beixiao still drank less than half. Her goal had been achieved.

That little scoundrel was still a step too late!