Mian Mian's voice was loud on the other end of the phone.

Even if Jiang Yian didn't turn on the speakerphone, Xiaozhou could clearly hear the sound of Mianmian crying on the other end of the phone.

The little guy's expression changed slightly.

what happened?

Is it possible that Mr. Mo is really a beast and would embarrass a five-year-old girl?

"An'an."

Seeing Jiang Yian on the other end of the phone not speaking, Mi Xiaobei paused, glanced back at Mianmian who was being held in the arms of the tall man, and continued to lower her voice and said: "Then go and come back quickly, Mianmian is here If nothing happens, I will take care of it for you."

The veins on Jiang Yian's forehead jumped.

Mianmian was crying like this, and she still said nothing was wrong?

Her daughter knows best!

Although Mianmian is the younger sister, she has always been strong and strong.

After Hanghang fell ill, Mianmian not only comforted her every day, but also took care of and protected her brother.

She has never cried like this since she was sensible!

The more Jiang Yian thought about it, the more worried he became, and tears began to roll in his eyes uncontrollably.

But even so, she did not stop walking towards the outside with the little guy in her arms.

In these years, she had neglected Mianmian and made Mianmian suffer.

When Hanghang recovers from his illness, she will make it up to her!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi'an took a deep breath and did not expose Mi Xiaobei's lie. He just said lightly: "Thank you for taking care of Mianmian."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mianmian's heart-rending wails came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Yian's heart tightened and he quickly hung up the phone.

Tears had begun to fall from his eyes.

Through the moonlight and the lights in the community, Xiao Zhou clearly saw the tears on the woman's face.

The little guy bit his lip, suddenly realizing that he had gone too far.

Sister Mianmian was made to cry like this by Mr. Mo because of him, but he only cared about his own safety and let Mianmian's mother take him to escape...

It's so selfish!

Thinking of this, the little guy paused, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Jiang Yi'an's face, and said timidly: "Auntie..."

"Let's go back and see Mianmian."

When he said these words, Xiaozhou felt a little sour in his heart for no reason.

He really likes this woman.

But he knew very well that she was not his mommy and he couldn't call her casually.

The words of the little guy in his arms made Jiang Yi'an stop suddenly.

She couldn't believe her ears: "What did you call me?"

"Aunt……"

Xiaozhou lowered his eyes and said a little guiltily: "Like Mianmian, you have recognized the wrong person."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked directly into Jiang Yi'an's eyes with a guilty look on his face: "I am not your Hanghang, my name is Xiaozhou."

Under the moonlight, the little guy's rosy face and the moles at the corners of his eyes were particularly obvious.

Jiang Yi'an was stunned for a moment.

This……

This kid is really not Hanghang!

However, he and Hanghang look really... exactly the same!

"My name is Mo Qingzhou."

Seeing Jiang Yi'an staring at him in a daze, the little guy sighed and continued to speak quietly: "I am Mo Beixiao's son."

Jiang Yi'an was shocked and speechless.

It turns out that the one he is holding in his arms is Mo Beixiao's son! ?

It looks too much like her Hanghang! ?

Almost exactly the same!

Could it be that the Mo family's genes are too strong, so the children of brothers Mo Nanze and Mo Beixiao look so similar?

Seeing Jiang Yi'an staring at him in a daze, Xiaozhou felt even more uncomfortable: "I ran away from home and met sister Mianmian on the road. She kindly brought me to your house, but I repaid you with kindness..."

The little guy was like a primary school student waiting for criticism from the teacher when he did something wrong. His voice was full of shame: "Auntie, let's go back quickly to see sister Mianmian."

Jiang Yian came back to his senses and subconsciously glanced at the position of the little guy's heart: "Then do you still feel pain?"

Even if he is not her Hanghang, she can't sit idly by if his heart aches.

Probably because he didn't expect Jiang Yian to still care about his heart at this time, Xiaozhou was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, he shook his head with a touch of emotion in his eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Seeing his serious look, Jiang Yi'an felt relieved and once again hugged the little guy and ran towards Building 6 in large strides.

At the same time, in room 6 of Building 301.

Mianmian sat in Mo Beixiao's arms and cried loudly toward the window: "Don't touch me——! Bad guy——!"

After shouting, the little girl sniffed and immediately put away her tears. She raised her head and blinked her big watery eyes at the angular face of the man above her: "Handsome uncle, I cried again."

Mo Beixiao hummed lightly, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched the little girl's fair and tender face. His voice was also rare and gentle: "How many times have you cried in total? Have you counted it?"

The little girl stretched out five fingers and said in a soft and tender voice, "Six times!"

As she spoke, she lowered her head and clasped her fingers: "We agreed that if you cry softly once, it will be three thousand, and if you cry loudly, it will be five thousand. I cried softly twice in total, and cried loudly four times..."

After fiddling with it for a long time, the little girl raised her head and smiled sweetly at Mo Beixiao: "The total is twenty-six thousand yuan, rounded up it is thirty thousand yuan."

"Handsome uncle, just transfer money to my mommy!"

Mi Xiaobei on the side listened to Mianmian's words with fear, and her heart was in her throat: "Mianmian, you can't do calculations like this!"

Among the upper class in Rongcheng, the most untouchable person is Mo Beixiao!

She was really afraid that if Mo Beixiao was unhappy, he would hurt Mianmian!

"It's no problem."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Mo Beixiao glanced at her indifferently and interrupted her next words: "She is very smart."

After saying that, the man lowered his eyes gently and glanced at Mianmian, and said in a gentle voice, "What's your mommy's account number?"

Mianmian pursed her lips and quickly recited a series of numbers that had no connection or logic.

Listening to the little girl's skilled voice, Mo Beixiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ok?"

Mianmian glanced expectantly at the man holding her.

"All right."

Mo Beixiao curled his lips and showed her the phone: "If your brother Xiaozhou still doesn't show up after two minutes..."

"Then I'll cry a few more times to seduce him back, right?"

After confirming that Uncle Handsome had indeed transferred money to Mommy, Mianmian smiled and hugged the man's arm: "It's just Uncle Handsome, my throat hurts from crying for so long."

"If you cry again...can you pay more?"

Seeing her looking like a little money-crazy, Mi Xiaobei helplessly rubbed her aching temples.

Sure enough, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

A person like Mo Beixiao has always been the one who speaks the truth in Rongcheng, and no one has ever had the courage to bargain with him.

In the past few minutes, how many times had Mianmian touched the scales of this giant Buddha?

At this time, the sound of the elevator arriving sounded in the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yi'an and Xiaozhou shouted at the same time——

"Mianmian!"

"Sister Mianmian!"

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