Murong Rong said quickly: "Yuan'er, you have nothing to do here, get out!"
Murong Yuan glanced at Yin Zai for a few times and responded obediently: "Yes."
Carrying a small schoolbag, I opened the door, went out, and closed the door again, as if I didn't see anything.
Yinzai was stunned for a moment and asked Murong Rong: "Who is he?"
Suddenly I remembered that she had mentioned that she had a son!
Jealousy overwhelmed his reason, and Yin Zai asked Murong Rong angrily: "Which stinky man does this child belong to? How dare you have a child with another man behind my back? You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Murong Rong rolled her eyes at him. Except for her eyes, Yuan'er was almost the same as him. She had the nerve to ask whose child he was.
Only then did Yinzai see a photo of mother and son on the bedside. He took it over and looked at it intently for a while, then the corners of his lips slowly raised, "This is my son, right?"
Murong Rong was anxious, "You just promised me that you wouldn't steal your son from me!"
Yinzai was immersed in the sudden joy, his eyes narrowed with joy, "My son? My son has grown so big?"
Then he roared at Murong Rong: "How dare you not tell me that my son is so old!"
"You just promised not to steal your son from me!"
Yin Zai was so angry that he wanted to bite Murong Rong, "The devil promised you! You, a woman who has killed a thousand swords, defrauded my money, defrauded my feelings, and you dared to defraud my seed! This time
, don’t think that I can forgive you easily!”
Murong Rong was shocked, "You want me to snatch my son?"
"Whoever robbed it from you, you obviously deceived it! I'm taking it back!"
Murong Rong cursed angrily: "You bastard! Yuan'er was born and raised by me and has nothing to do with you. If you dare to touch his idea, I will kill you!" If he hadn't been unable to move,
Murong Rong has already rushed forward to fight with him!
"Who said you have nothing to do with me? How could you give birth to me without my seed?"
"When he has grown so big, have you raised him for a day and given him a meal? And -" Murong Rong thought of what happened back then, those difficult years, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten again, "I didn't want to at all back then.
If you want your child, you ignore my wishes and forcefully keep him in me. Now that I have finally raised him, you ignore my wishes and want to take him away by force. Yinzai, you can't do this.
Heartless!"
Yinzai stared at her. She, a woman, not only had to raise her younger brother, but also had to endure the pain of childbirth and raise her son. He knew that she must have suffered a lot that he could not imagine.
Gently wiping away the tears on her face, he said softly: "For the sake of my son, let's not worry about the past or torture each other. Come back with me and let's get married."
Murong Rong felt a little cold in her heart. No matter it was eight years ago or eight years later, he had never mentioned marriage to her. Today, he finally said marriage, but it was for the sake of his son.
To their Yin family, are heirs really that important?
"Mr. Yin, how can I, a commoner, reach such a high level like your Yin family, a wealthy family? As long as you want a child, a lot of women will compete to help you bear it."
Yinzai clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth: "Don't challenge the limit of my endurance!"
boom--
There was a loud bang on the door, and Murong Yuan kicked it open.
He walked in with big steps on his calves, raised a pistol in his hand, and pointed at Yinzai coldly, "Let go of my mother!"
Yinzai saw his son clearly, and he was so excited that he stood up and said, "Son, I am your father..."
boom!
Before Yinzai could finish speaking, Murong Yuan shot and smashed the vase beside Yinzai.
The vase fell to the ground, and Murong Yuan's cold voice that was inappropriate for his age sounded, "I say it again, let go of my mother! Raise your hands!"
This brat even dares to shoot my dad!
Big and small, they all deserve a beating!
Yinzai stared at Murong Rong dangerously, "Your son is so young, you teach him to play with guns?"
Murong Rong whispered: "He wants to play it himself..." As a mother, she has no dignity at all. She always listens to what her son says.
She ordered Murong Yuan: "Yuan'er, you go out first. This is a matter between adults. You go to the room and do your homework."
"No! Mom, is he threatening you? Don't be afraid, I have a gun. If he dares to hurt you, I will kill him with one shot!"
Black lines floated across Yinzai's forehead. If he didn't show off his power, would they, mother and son, think that he was transparent? He wanted them to know who was the head of the family!