The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

After Jiang Wanqing left the front hall, she did not go towards her own yard.

Instead, he went towards Zhou Musheng's yard.

Nanny Su followed Jiang Wanqing.

Confusedly, he said, "Madam, shouldn't we go to the warehouse now?"

Jiang Wanqing said calmly, "Don't worry. If we don't give them some time, how can they return the things they took from the warehouse earlier?"

After hearing this, Nanny Su asked again, "Then why did you come to Master Mu Sheng's place?"

Jiang Wanqing slowly raised the corners of her lips: "Tell me, Song Nansheng has seen how Zhou Musheng relies on me and even calls me mother. How will Song Nansheng feel?"

Without even thinking, Nanny Su replied, "Of course she is angry. Maybe she will vent her anger on Young Master Mu Sheng. No... She will definitely vent her anger on Young Master Mu Sheng. Young Master Mu Sheng went to Wuyou Pavilion. Song Nansheng will definitely blame Young Master Mu Sheng for this matter."

Jiang Wanqing stopped and paused.

He turned his head to look at Nanny Su.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "That's right, all we have to do is to stop Song Nansheng from scolding and comfort Mu Sheng."

In the long run, the scales in Zhou Musheng's heart will lean towards himself.

The feeling of being betrayed by your own son.

It must be more painful than being betrayed by the adopted son whom you raised with great effort for 18 years.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanqing rushed towards Mu Sheng's yard again.

However, before they reached Mu Sheng’s yard.

Jiang Wanqing and his group heard Zhou Musheng crying.

And Song Nansheng would scold in a low voice from time to time.

The sound came from inside the house.

Outside the house, there was only the nanny whom he had met before guarding it.

I guess all the cleaning maids have been sent away.

Jiang Wanqing turned her head and glanced at Nanny Su.

It feels like everything is under control.

Then, he walked towards the yard.

He raised his voice: "Are you all a bunch of dead people? You can't even comfort the young master when he cries!"

When the nanny saw Jiang Wanqing, she came over angrily.

He quickly raised his voice and said, "Madam, why are you here?"

This seems to be a reminder to Song Nansheng in the room.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhou Musheng’s crying stopped.

Jiang Wanqing glanced at the nanny indifferently: "How come you are alone in such a big yard? Where are the maids serving you?"

The nanny had an unhappy look on her face, as if she was looking for an excuse.

Then he said, "They...they...I asked them to clean somewhere else."

Jiang Wanqing snorted coldly, "You are the only one here, how can you take care of the young master! Just let him cry? Your monthly salary will be deducted!"

The nanny looked embarrassed and couldn't express her pain.

Jiang Wanqing walked towards the house and was about to push the door open, but found that it was locked.

The nanny said quickly, "Madam, the young master said he wanted to be alone."

Jiang Wan lowered her eyes coldly and glanced at the nanny.

Mammy immediately closed her mouth and lowered her eyes.

Jiang Wanqing gave Mo Yu a look.

The next year, Mo Yu took a step forward and kicked the door open.

Song Nansheng behind the door was a little stunned.

She thought Jiang Wanqing was going to leave after hearing the nanny's explanation.

But I didn't expect Jiang Wanqing to have someone kick the door open.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Jiang Wanqing took a quick look.

Zhou Musheng was kneeling in front of Song Nansheng with tears on her little face.

And there is a ruler on the table.

Jiang Wanqing immediately sneered, "Mammy said that Mu Sheng wanted to be alone. I don't know why my cousin is here! Could it be that you were also beaten by your mother and want to reflect on yourself?"

Song Nansheng seemed to have not reacted yet.

He quickly waved his hand and explained: "No... No, I just want to accompany Mu Sheng."

Zhou Musheng handed the child to Nanny Su.

He stepped forward and helped Zhou Musheng up.

Then he squatted in front of Zhou Musheng.

Looking at Zhou Musheng, he noticed the redness and swelling on the palm of his hand.

Thinking of the ruler on the table just now, Jiang Wanqing immediately understood.

He asked softly, "Are you injured anywhere else?"

Zhou Musheng sobbed softly, his wet eyes fixed on Jiang Wanqing, and he quickly shook his head.

Then, he looked at Song Nansheng cautiously.

Jiang Wanqing stood up.

Song Nansheng had a smile on his face and was about to explain something.

Unexpectedly, the next second Jiang Wanqing slapped Song Nansheng hard in the face.

Song Nansheng was slapped by Jiang Wanqing and fell to the ground.

This slap was delivered with great force.

All Jiang Wanqing's previous frustration was destroyed.

Red finger marks suddenly appeared on his face.

Song Nansheng covered his burning face in disbelief.

There was a flash of hostility in his eyes.

Then, he showed an aggrieved look: "Sister-in-law! Why did you hit me!"

Jiang Wanqing held Zhou Musheng's hand.

He pointed to the ruler on the table.

Then he looked at Song Nansheng.

She scolded him, "As a mother, I couldn't bear to hit Mu Sheng. How could you, a cousin, hit Mu Sheng? Look at Mu Sheng's hand, it's so swollen."

Jiang Wanqing blinked and tears immediately rolled down her cheeks.

She squatted in front of Zhou Musheng again and held Zhou Musheng's hand.

She looked extremely distressed: "Mu Sheng, are you in pain? It's all mother's fault. I didn't protect you well with your grandmother before, and now I haven't protected you well with your aunt. Why do they all want to bully poor Mu Sheng? I am the only one as a mother who feels sorry for my child."

At the end, Jiang Wanqing's face was even more moved.

Those tears fell like they were free.

Zhou Musheng was stunned by what he saw.

Then he reached out and wiped Jiang Wanqing's tears.

Zhou Musheng's eyes became moist again: "Mother, don't cry."

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Zhou Musheng looked up at Song Nansheng.

When I saw Song Nansheng’s deep pupils.

But he fearfully put down his hand that was wiping Jiang Wanqing's tears.

In his heart, he couldn't help but complain to Song Nansheng.

As soon as I was brought back to the yard by my mother, I was beaten with a stick.

I had just been punished by my grandmother, and now my mother was punishing me.

It seems that my mother is not kind to me at all.

Look at Jiang Wanqing in front of him.

From the beginning, I have been protecting myself.

Protect yourself from your grandmother, protect yourself from your mother.

He paid the money to redeem himself without hesitation.

Say that as long as you are happy, that's enough.

But what about my mother...

Zhou Musheng glanced at Song Nansheng cautiously, with disappointment in his eyes.

Looking at the scene of 'loving mother and filial son' in front of him, Song Nansheng felt a little overwhelmed.

He quickly explained: "Sister-in-law, I just want to educate Mu Sheng well. I don't want my cousin's child to be like this..."

The words are not finished yet.

Jiang Wanqing stood up and slapped Song Nansheng in the face again.

He scolded, "When is it your turn to educate me? Your cousin is dead! I am not dead yet, and I am still your mother. It is not your turn to educate me!"