I saw the palm wind disappearing into the wall behind me, and even the wall penetrated with a handprint.
Jun Youqi was furious in an instant, "Jun Mo Shang, you actually plotted against me, you want to kill me and my son!" That palm was so powerful that it not only penetrated the wall, but also penetrated a thick tree not far away.
He was hit with residual force and fell down suddenly, frightening the people in the yard. He lowered his head and glanced at the baby. Fortunately, the baby was fine. If he had really been hit by the palm just now... both he and the baby would have died.
Jun Mo Shang snorted coldly, "Why did you plot against me? I killed you openly!"
Jun Youqi was so hateful that he almost gritted his teeth, "If Yun'er hadn't just given birth, if I hadn't been reluctant to let go and hold my son, I would have fought with you for three days and three nights until I took your life!"
"Stop trying so hard, you will be the one who dies in the end." Jun Mo Shang looked disdainful. He really couldn't bear to let go of Jingyun's hand and held her, it was so warm and reassuring.
Feng Jingyun was also frightened by Jun Mo Shang, her face turned pale, "You..." She recalled the palm strike just now. It seemed that she wanted to kill the baby and Jun Youqi together, but in fact the baby was lying in Jun Youqi's arms.
He narrowly avoided the attack because of his posture. If he was really hit, it would only hit Jun Youqi on the left side of his chest. In other words, Jun Mo Shang had no intention of taking the baby's life.
Jun Youqi didn't pay so careful attention just now, so he thought that Jun Mo Shang wanted to kill the baby. If it was really not his son, he wouldn't feel any pain.
Feng Jingyun's watery bright eyes stared at Jun Mo Shang's handsome face. She didn't know what exactly he was thinking of? How much was he thinking of?
After a moment of confusion, she raised her lips slightly and said, "Shang, do you want to deal with the father and son as well?"
Before he could speak, Jun Youqi was heartbroken. Naturally, he knew that the father and son she was talking about were himself and Bao Bao. "Yun'er, why are you so cruel and saying such things? Bao Bao is your biological son..."
"So what?" She raised her eyebrows.
"You... have such a vicious heart." Jun Youqi held the baby tightly, looking at the little son in his arms, feeling particularly distressed, "Your mother is so cruel, and your father loves you so much."
"It took me so long to give birth to my mother. I should have known she wouldn't have given birth." She only said that deliberately. She believed that Jun Mo Shang's actions just now were because he didn't want Jun Youqi to think that they cared too much about the child, lest the child become a bargaining chip in the future.
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"The baby has already been born, Yun'er wants to love the baby." Jun Youqi looked at her with an aggrieved look, "Yun'er, you can't do this to your child."
"I'm so tired, I want to sleep." She half-propped her body for a while, watching Mrs. Wen wipe her son's body. She could see clearly what the baby looked like. She originally wanted to hug him, but she had better sleep first.
Son.
"Sleep peacefully, I'll watch over you." Jun Mo Shang's voice was low and gentle, and he held her little hand tightly.
Feng Jingyun wanted to ask him why he didn't hold the baby. She raised her eyes and looked into his worried eyes. She suddenly understood that in his heart, she was more important than the baby, "Yeah."
She fell into a deep sleep. Jun Youqi also stared at her tired and pale face, and then looked at the son in her arms. He suddenly felt that he should care about her. She had suffered a lot to give birth to a baby.
But she closed her eyes, obviously very tired and fell asleep.
He ignored her for a while, so he should make up for it later. Anyway, the love-hate entanglement between him and her was already deep enough.
When Feng Jingyun woke up again, it was already the next morning.
