"My mother? Ask yourself if you are worthy?" Su Cen impatiently pushed her away: "Don't block the way."

Qin Xiu was pushed and staggered. Seeing her going her own way, she never thought about her mother's face.

His face turned pale and red, and he didn't dare to look at his husband's face.

She felt that the title of Mrs. Su was shaky, and she was extremely scared.

Su Cen went up to the second floor and heard the voices of children.

"Xiaomu."

She shouted softly, not realizing that Xiaomu was in danger, so she wasn't too worried.

Pushing open the door of a room, there was a stylish and beautiful woman in the room. She was in her early twenties. She was Boss Qian's second wife after his first wife died.

There were several children in the house, but Xiaomu was not seen.

She asked: "Where are the people?"

The woman's eyes twinkled.

She thought the child had disturbed her, so she locked him up in the attic.

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"Mr. Li, look upstairs, is that the young master?"

Li Jinxing got out of the car, followed the direction of the assistant's finger, looked up at the small figure on the attic, and his pupils shrank.

I saw my son standing outside the attic window, holding the small window and moving it out little by little.

He wanted to run upstairs immediately to save people, but he was afraid that his son would not step firmly and fall, and he did not dare to disturb him by making a sound.

Xiaomu is only five years old!

It's three stories high, so if you don't step on it firmly, the consequences will be disastrous.

His face was pale and bloodless, and his heart was in his throat. He was obviously anxious, but he didn't dare to make a sound, like a frightened bird, for fear of frightening his son.

In this life, there has never been a moment as helpless as this moment.

When the assistant saw this, he didn't dare to disturb him and quickly went into the house to rescue people upstairs.

This is the young master of the Li family. In order to find out the whereabouts of his son, he spent half an hour and used too many connections to find people. Even the police were alerted. This shows how important this child is in his heart.

Now I'm afraid the elders of the Li family have also noticed something. This child can't hide it anymore. What if he falls?

In the attic, Xiaomu didn't dare to look down. The thin beads of sweat on his forehead fell into his eyes. He blinked and didn't dare to wipe the sweat beads with his hands. He grasped the window frame tightly with both hands, and his whole body was outside the window.

Getting ready to escape.

He was obviously very scared and his legs were shaking, but he still climbed out bravely and comforted the paper pigeon who stuck his head out of his pocket: "Don't be afraid, paper pigeon, we will escape soon."

If he doesn't go back, his parents will be worried. It's so dark in the attic, and they won't be able to find him. He wants to escape, and he can't let his parents worry.

The paper pigeon wakes up when it senses that its owner is in danger.

At this time, it spreads its wings and gently flaps it in mid-air, allowing the owner to hold its neck.

Its pigeon body is very small, nearly one meter long when its wings are fully extended.

Xiaomu hugged the paper pigeon tightly and closed her eyes, like a bird spreading its wings and falling down.

The paper pigeon removes the force of its fall, and its falling speed slows down.

Xiaomu could hear the wind in his ears and he didn't dare to open his eyes.

"Xiaomu."

The moment his son fell, Li Jinxing's mind went blank and he instinctively ran towards the place where he fell, trying to catch his son.

The voice was almost mute.

My heart was palpitating and there was a bloody scene in front of me.

When he fell to the second floor, a golden figure jumped out of the window. His figure was as graceful as a dragon, and he hugged the fallen Xiaomu and protected him in his arms.
Chapter completed!