Reborn as the shadow of the old Gong

Mo Jingxuan squeezed his chin, "Let me think about it first" Although his body is the best cheating weapon, ghosts and the like alone are not enough to drive this woman out of the house openly "How can I return it?"

Xiao Ying blinked, "How come?"

The corners of Mo Jingxuan's eyes curled up evilly, "Let's be soft, let's kill with an invisible soft knife..."

Xiao Ying wondered, "Soft knife?"

Mo Jingxuan nodded, what better use than Xiao Ying's father, it seems that today's matter is more cost-effective to file a complaint, and then... pat the child's head "Okay, you don't have to worry about these things, leave it to me That's fine, just be a good son in front of your father."

Xiao Ying frowned, with a hint of anger between his brows, "You are not allowed to throw me aside, I will participate in everything you do."

Mo Jingxuan was a little startled by the child's possessiveness. He wanted not to continue spoiling the child, but thinking about the possible hidden dangers in the child's spirit, he could only swallow what he wanted to say, and decided to give priority to comfort, "Of course, baby." I also want to participate, your task is to be a good baby, um...a good baby who is so good that your father feels guilty and distressed, understand?"

The dissatisfaction on the face turned into a face full of puzzlement, "Distressed and guilty?"

Kissed the child's forehead, "Hehe, baby, you don't need to think too much, just follow my prompts, you just need to remember the most important point, bear!"

After probably understanding what Mo Jingxuan meant, Xiao Ying nodded, "Yeah."

"Let's go, go see if the housekeeper is back, you haven't had dinner yet"

Xiao Yao didn't come back until the two of them had finished their dinner. One person and one shadow could only give up their revenge for the time being, rest first, and gather enough energy to welcome the arrival of tomorrow.

next morning ----------

Xiao Ying, who woke up naturally after sleeping, was carried downstairs by Xiao Yao to have breakfast. Of course, Zhao Lingjun, mother and son were at the same table.

With the Patriarch around, the woman still restrained herself a lot after all, but she still didn't smile when facing Xiao Ying.

Zhao Lingjun hugged his son into his arms, patted the back of his little hand, and gave the spoon to his son who was about to grab the steamed bun in front of him, "Didn't Yixiu say he wanted to serve porridge for dad?"

"Crack" the child threw away the spoon in his hand, "I want to eat meat buns, mom will bring me meat buns"

Mo Jingxuan looked at Xiao Yixiu in disgust, and silently felt that his baby was the most sensible and cute.

The woman smiled awkwardly at Xiao Yao who was looking over, "Yao, look at my son, he forgot what he said he was going to do when he had buns, what a little glutton." There was no trace of blame in her tone.

Waving his hands, Xiao Yao said silently, "It's okay, don't worry about me, eat well." Then he put a small steamed bun into Xiao Ying's bowl, and told him, "Eat more."

The smile on Zhao Lingjun's face hadn't had time to recede. Seeing this scene, the smile on his face was about to linger, it was very distorted and ugly.

Just a moment later, she laughed again, there are more opportunities to clean up this child, why bother to make trouble for herself now.

"Aunt Li, bring another spoon," Zhao Lingjun ordered.

Mo Jingxuan's eyes flashed, and he floated behind the woman.

Zhao Lingjun took Aunt Li's spoon and wanted to put it back into the porridge bowl, but she couldn't control her hand and turned to her son in her arms. Put all your strength into your son's hand.

"Wow -----" The bun in his hand was poked off, and Yixiu, whose hand was poked so painfully, cried out loudly, and at the same time, his little hand grabbed Zhao Lingjun's hair and pulled it up angrily, "Mom is bad, mother is bad"

"---It hurts, Yixiu quickly let go, you are hurting my mother!" The woman didn't have time to think, she raised her free hand, and Xiaoli opened her son's hand, but she just released her hair, and her hand once again Uncontrollably pushing the son in front of him forward with a little force, the son slid down the gap between the table and chair along the thigh and sat down on the ground, "Yixiu----!"

"Wow---wow---Dad" Yixiu who slid to the ground cried even louder. Although it didn't hurt, he was really wronged at this moment. A child who has never been wronged like this can only express his dissatisfaction by crying , Mom first refused to let the meat buns be eaten, then knocked down her own meat buns, and pushed herself to the ground.

Bending down and hastily hugging Yixiu into his arms, "What did you do!" Xiao Yao roared, "If you can't take care of Yixiu, I'll let someone take care of it, don't embarrass me here."

When the hand regained its freedom, Zhao Lingjun was both scared and anxious, "Husband, I -- I didn't mean to, my hand just seemed to be grabbed by someone, and I couldn't control it. We -- our family -- isn't it --" he said The woman looked around nervously.

Hearing what she said, Xiao Ying slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

"Shut up." Xiao Yao interrupted Zhao Lingjun impatiently, "If you talk nonsense again, go upstairs and calm down."

The woman stared blankly at the man, suddenly felt a little desolate, this is his husband, the father of his son, as if all his strength was taken away, the woman leaned powerlessly on the chair, this man... really doesn't treat her well Have even a little affection.

Zhao Lingjun felt that he had been wrong all these years, wrongly marrying this man in every possible way for the sake of profit, wrongly drugging this man for the sake of the Xiao family's property, and forcing a child, so that the man who respected him as a guest, after that He has been so indifferent to him, if it wasn't for having a son, this man would have kicked himself out a long time ago, but now he has the son born to him by that woman... No, Zhao Lingjun shook her head, she had worked so hard for so many years. Can make that woman disappear, how can it be so easy to hand over everything in the Xiao family to the son of a dead man, don't even think about it, the Xiao family belongs to her son, and one day everything in the Xiao family will belong to the Zhao family of.

Taking a deep breath, concealing the evil in his eyes, and adjusted his expression, Zhao Lingjun said, "I may be too tired." Glancing at Xiao Ying, "Suddenly there is a new child in the family, I have to give me some time to adapt."

Xiao Yao frowned and didn't speak.

Xiao Ying tugged at his sleeve, "Don't be angry" and pushed the steamed buns towards Xiao Yao, "Eat steamed stuffed buns, I've tried it, and I'll feel better when I'm full."

Xiao Yao's expression instantly softened a lot. Although his son didn't call him father, he knew that he cared about him, which made him feel relieved. "Oh? Xiaoying tried it? Then why is Xiaoying in a bad mood?"

Mo Jingxuan gently turned the child's head to Zhao Lingjun.

Xiao Ying glanced at the woman knowingly, saw Zhao Lingjun gave a warning look, shook her head and said "nothing", then, as if inadvertently, she glanced at the woman cautiously.

Seeing Xiao Ying's cautious eyes, Xiao Yao frowned and didn't ask any more questions, but just called Butler Qin.

"Did something happen yesterday?" Xiao Ying asked Qin Yong.

Qin Yong glanced at Xiao Ying, then at Zhao Lingjun who was glaring at him angrily, lowered his head and said in a firm tone, "Master Ying originally asked me not to let me speak, but... I neglected my duty and failed to do what you ordered. Ma'am, she----" He looked at Xiao Yao with some hesitation

Xiao Yao's eyes were cold, "Continue"

Qin Yong went on to say, "Yesterday Madam sent all the food to the small restaurant. I went to buy other food for Young Master Ying to cook for him... Madam, she also------slapped Young Master Ying across the face"

boom!Xiao Yao slapped the dining table and stood up, the tableware on the table vibrated.

Zhao Lingjun trembled, it was the first time he saw a man getting so angry at the dining table in disregard of etiquette.

"Zhao---ling---jun---who gave you the guts! I didn't care about you all these years, you really thought you were firmly seated as the hostess of the Xiao family, didn't you?!" Xiao Yao looked into the woman's eyes, "The first marriage Have you forgotten what I told you? As long as you are a decoration in this house, I will give you everything you want, and how do you do it, huh? "

Xiao Yao pointed at Yixiu, "You drugged me and said you just wanted a child." Walking in front of Zhao Lingjun, Xiao Yao leaned over and looked at her, "I don't care how you messed around in Xiao's house before, but you absolutely shouldn't." Move me and Junying's son."

Zhao Lingjun turned his head to look into the man's eyes, and suddenly wept and laughed, "Hehe---he, look, look, it's really rare, because of that woman's son, I finally see different emotions in your eyes "In the past, there was always only a slight indifference and alienation in the eyes of men, but what she saw today, she actually saw killing intent in his eyes.

Wiping the tears on her cheeks, calming down her emotions, the woman smiled, "Whether you want to kill me or cut me up, in the Xiao family, in the Zhao family, in the eyes of everyone in this imperial capital, I was born for you, Xiao Yao." Wife of the sole heir, I didn't cheat, and I didn't do anything to threaten you or the Xiao family. I just slapped the son of the wild woman outside. I'm justified in this matter anyway. If you If you want to drive me out of the Xiao family, let me tell you, it's impossible!" Standing up, he hugged his son into his arms, "Although the Xiao family is strong, my Zhao family is not bad, and I'm not so poor that I can be bullied." Without waiting for what Xiao Yao was saying, he turned around and went upstairs with his son in his arms.

Watching the woman off, Mo Jingxuan raised the corners of his mouth, it's not over yet...

Xiao Yao frowned and looked at the woman's back silently, feeling a sudden ominous feeling in his heart... Looking back at his well-behaved son behind him, he pinched the bridge of his nose and stopped thinking, no matter what, he would protect what Junying left him. Son, as for the Zhao family... He, Xiao Yao, has never been afraid of anyone, let alone a mere Zhao family, but no matter what happens to him and Zhao Lingjun, he will not treat Yixiu badly, after all, he is also his own son, but the Xiao family's property will always be There is only Xiao Ying as the heir, and no one can shake and change this.

After ordering the housekeeper to make two breakfasts again, Xiao Yao accompanied Xiao Ying to eat the first breakfast between father and son quietly.

It's just that no one knew that Zhao Lingjun sat limply on the ground as soon as she entered the room, saying those words seemed to have exhausted all her courage and strength, and hugged her son tightly in her arms, time passed bit by bit, breathing Seeing the faint scent of milk on his son's body, Zhao Lingjun gradually calmed down.

Putting his sleeping son to bed, seeing his innocent sleepy eyes, Zhao Lingjun shook his little hand, and said softly, "Mom will never let you lose anything you deserve." Picking up the mobile phone on the bedside table, Looking back at the door behind him, the last trace of expectation in his eyes disappeared, and he dialed the number he knew by heart, and with the beeping waiting tone, Zhao Lingjun's heartbeat gradually accelerated.