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Chapter 321: He is your son
After saying these words, she picked up her feet and walked out of the cloth shop, leaving Qianye Yunxuan alone standing there in a daze, thinking carefully about Rong Xuer's words.
After a while, a moving color flashed across his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Little Mo'er, tell your sister what you want, and she will buy it for you."
Standing in front of a toy stall with little Chu Mo, she turned her head and saw little Chu Mo suddenly rushing towards the crowd.
"Mo'er! Mo'er, where are you going, Mo'er!"
She followed the little guy anxiously, but she saw that he kept looking ahead and running forward as if he was chasing something.
"Mo'er! Mo'er!"
"It's daddy, that person is daddy!"
Mu Yifei chased after little Chu Mo and saw him shouting these words anxiously.
Daddy?
Mu Yifei was stunned for a moment. Why was he chasing Qianye Yunxuan in such a hurry?
Moreover, isn’t Qianye Yunxuan just standing there?
Just as she was confused, a cart stacked with straw crossed in front of her, blocking the road between her and little Chumo.
When the cart passed by, little Chumo was already far away from her.
"Mo'er! Mo'er!"
Anxiously pushing aside the crowds blocking her way, she rushed towards Little Mo'er, and she couldn't help but be confused in her heart as to who the little guy had seen.
Why is it that everyone calls daddy when he sees him? Isn’t his dad standing right there?
Just as they were chasing him around the corner, the terrifying scene in front of him made Mu Yifei suddenly stop in his tracks.
But I saw the sharp sword in the hand of the man in dark green clothing stabbing Little Chu Mo. At the same time, Qianye Yunxuan's figure happened to appear at that time.
The agile movement protected Xiao Mo'er in his arms with lightning speed, but what followed immediately was the sharp sword edge piercing Qianye Yunxuan's back directly.
"don't want!"
A sharp scream came from Mu Yifei's mouth. She didn't care much and rushed to Qianye Yunxuan.
"Mo'er, tell daddy, are you injured anywhere?"
Ignoring the blood that kept flowing from his back, Qianye Yunxuan nervously checked little Chu Mo's body.
But I saw that he seemed to be frightened by the man in green. He was stunned at first, and then burst into tears.
"Qianye Yunxuan!"
Behind him, a man's low and extremely cold voice came, causing Qianye Yunxuan to pause for a moment, and then turned around with a livid face.
After handing little Chu Mo into Mu Yifei's hands, he narrowed his cold eyes and staggered towards the man holding the sword, his eyes frighteningly cold.
"He is your son, and you want to kill him?"
The man in front of me was none other than Chu Yuehen, who had tried to kill Qianye Yunxuan several times.
It was obvious that when Chu Yuehen heard what Qianye Yunxuan said, the hand holding the sword trembled twice.
He looked calmly at little Chu Mo, who was being held in Mu Yifei's arms. Looking at that little face crying in panic, his heart twitched hard.
Those small black eyes were looking at him with fear, as if they were accusing him of something wrong.
He thought of the masked man's words. His wife and son lived in the Eight Princes' Mansion, and Qianye Yunxuan robbed them.
The sword that was originally hanging down was pointed at Qianye Yunxuan again. His eyes narrowed, the sword light flashed at this time, and his sharp eyes pierced Qianye Yunxuan's throat with murderous intent, and said: