After being abandoned by my parents, I became a top boss

In the past, when she treated him as Li Qian and gave him infinite and gentle motherly love, he would reject and resist it because he knew that these did not belong to him.

He felt like a thief who stole everything that did not belong to him.

Her tenderness has always belonged only to her eldest son, Li Qian.

But today, he was actually somewhat relieved that she mistook him for Li Qian. At least, she wouldn't lose control of her emotions, wouldn't scare the girl, and wouldn't hurt her.

If this is the case, then it doesn’t seem to matter even if I’m treated as someone else.

He was trying his best to cooperate with her and play the role of another person.

At least, he hoped that tonight would pass peacefully.

Song Ci'an didn't suspect anything. She looked at the girl and said softly, "Xiao Qian, when did you make friends with such a little girl? Bring her here. Do her parents know?"

As soon as the word "parents" came out, both of their expressions changed.

The girl hesitated a little. She didn't know how to explain her life experience. After all, in Li Chen's eyes, she was an orphan.

Just tell the woman in front of you, is she an orphan?

But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't open them.

Originally, she thought being an orphan was pretty good, but at this moment, in front of the mother and son, she couldn't admit that she was an unwanted child.

Maybe it was her pitiful self-esteem that was at work? Or maybe, she had just witnessed a scene of loving mother and filial son, and she really couldn't bear to use her own pitiful life experience to add a bit of sadness to such a beautiful scene.

She stood there, feeling small and cramped in the huge living room.

Li Chen noticed her uneasiness, raised his hand and touched her shoulder, as if he had injected her with a strong sedative. She actually calmed down and looked up at Li Chen.

He had a faint smile on his face, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.

"I've already said hello, don't worry."

He said he had already said hello...

So, he didn't reveal her background in front of Song Ci'an?

The girl's heart was filled with gratitude, and she said silently: Thank you for preserving my little bit of self-esteem.

Song Ci'an smiled, "It's good that I've said hello. I was just worried that you would act without thinking and bring a little girl here without telling her parents. Then they would worry about her."

Without waiting for Li Chen to answer, she continued to talk to herself: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. It's rare for you to come back. Tonight, Mom will cook for you and make you something delicious."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Why are you being so polite to mom?" Song Ci gave him an annoyed look and turned to go to the kitchen.

Li Chen looked at her back with mixed feelings. He could pretend to be indifferent on the surface, but which child in this world does not desire the love of his mother?

But the only maternal love he had was stolen from another person. It was because of his identity that he got the love from his mother that he had never had.

How great it would be if she didn't mistake him for Li Qian at this moment. He could have this love openly instead of secretly enjoying this love that does not belong to him like a thief as he is now.

His eyes suddenly became moist, blurring his vision. He raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

The girl noticed that something was wrong with him and didn't understand what was wrong with him. Just as she was about to ask, she heard a scream of "Ah" and the clang of a soup spoon falling to the ground.

Before she could react, Li Chen had already rushed into the kitchen, took Song Ci'an's hand, and asked with concern: "How is it? Are you burned?"

There was no response, and time seemed to have been frozen. The surroundings were so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.

This strange atmosphere gave the girl a bad feeling.

The next second, Song Ci'an pushed Li Chen away, pointed at him and shouted, "You are not Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian is left-handed, you are Li Chen! You liar, murderer..."

All the vicious words came out of her mouth. The girl couldn't believe that the woman in front of her with angry eyes was the gentle mother just now.

As if possessed by a demon, Song Ci'an screamed and ruffled her hair. She looked at Li Chen with hatred in her eyes, "You murderer, how dare you come back?"

The girl was frightened when she saw Song Ci'an turn around, pick up the steaming soup on the stove, and pretend to throw it at Li Chen.

The girl's heart was beating fast, and she didn't know where she got the strength from, but she ran to Li Chen in three or two steps, grabbed his arm, and dragged him out of the kitchen.

The speed was so fast that she herself did not expect it.

She looked at Li Chen in astonishment, as if asking if he was injured. Li Chen shook his head.

At this moment, he seemed to have just come back to his senses from the incident just now. Because he was worried that Song Ci'an would be scalded, he rushed over and subconsciously stretched out his right hand, holding her wrist to check the injury.

But he forgot that Li Qian is left-handed.

He stretched out his right hand first, and Song Ci'an saw the clue. When she regained consciousness, she naturally remembered that her most beloved son Li Qian had died in a car accident long ago, and the man standing in front of her was nothing more than the murderer who killed her son.

How could she not be angry? How could she not be mad?

Seeing that the hot soup did not splash on Li Chen, Song Ci'an became even more angry. He directly picked up the iron pot beside him and threw it at Li Chen.

Li Chen stretched out his hand to block it, and the iron pot fell to the ground, but his hand also felt numb.

Seeing this, Song Ci'an was not going to give up. She picked up the chopping board beside her, but this time she chose a different person and smashed it towards the girl.

If she hadn't pulled Li Chen just now, the hot soup would have spilled on Li Chen. It was this girl who ruined her plan. Since Li Chen couldn't be hurt, it was okay to hurt the girl.

Song Ci'an had already lost her mind at this point. She just wanted to vent her anger, no matter how many people this anger would implicate...

The moment the chopping board fell, Li Chen was completely panicked. He did not expect that her mother could be so shameless as to hit a little girl.

Without time to step back, he dodged and stood directly in front of the girl, holding her tightly in his arms, just like when they first met.

The girl's pupils suddenly shrank, and her memory was reorganized. The scene of the gunfight on that day overlapped with the present moment. Even though she had doubts before, she was now extremely sure that the person who held her in his arms and rescued her that day was undoubtedly the person in front of her.

Because they all have a faint scent of grass...

The chopping board hit Li Chen's back and fell down, making a clanging sound.

His back was hit and it hurt a little, but he didn't even frown.

But this time, he was really angry.

He turned around and looked at Song Ci'an, his voice chillingly cold, "If it weren't for grandpa, I would never set foot in this place!"