Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but shudder as she thought about it. This situation that she couldn't control really made her worried.
While she was deep in thought, the sounds of arguments came from outside.
In the yard at the door, Love was holding Dongfang Buhui. A woman with disheveled hair stared at the child in her arms with bright eyes. She suddenly rushed over and said loudly: "My child, give me my child back."
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Love recognized the embarrassed woman as Wan Qinrou and was startled. She quickly jumped away with the child in her arms and said anxiously: "Madam, the child is not yours, don't snatch it away."
"You bitch, you robbed my husband, and you also want to rob my son, please give my son back to me..." Wan Qinrou rushed forward frantically to rob him.
"Madam, if you do this again, I will not be polite to you." Due to the identity of the other party, Love had to hold the child and dodge left and right. If it had been anyone else, she would have punched her and knocked her out.
Dongfang Buhui's heartless little guy was swaying back and forth more happily than she was, and his crisp laughter kept reverberating in the air.
At this time, Dongfang Xingran, who had just been picked up by the servant after school, saw Wan Qinrou here and immediately rushed over and shouted: "Mommy, Mommy..."
Since Wan Qinrou was quarantined, he has never seen her again. Although she was very bad to him, after all, mother and son are connected. He has always thought of her and wanted to see her, but every time he mentioned it
At that time, everyone was very unhappy. He was a very smart child. He knew that they didn't like her, so he didn't mention it. He just kept it in mind that it was difficult to see her now, so it was strange that he wasn't excited.
Xia Hou Huan'er just happened to come out of it. Seeing him rushing over desperately, she was startled. Worried that Wan Qinrou would hurt him, she quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Xingran, don't go there."
"Little aunt, my mommy..." Dongfang Xingran looked up at Xiahou Huan'er, his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Xing Ran is good, your mother is still emotionally unstable right now. She doesn't recognize you. Can you wait until she recovers to find her again?" Seeing that Le Fu could still cope with her for the time being, Xia Hou Huan'er said to her.
Zuo Xingran persuaded.
"Little aunt, why did my mommy become like this? Why doesn't she recognize me?" Why is it that mommy, who usually loves the most beautiful women, now has disheveled hair and dirty body? This doesn't look like the most beautiful mommy at all.
Mommy who loves cleanliness, is she really sick?
Thinking that mommy was sick, Dongfang Xingran became even more sad, and his red eyes filled with mist.
"Your mommy will be fine. Can you go back to the house first? Someone come and take Xingran back to the house." In this situation, it was really inappropriate for him to be there.
Immediately a servant came forward and took his hand into the house.
Dongfang Xingran turned around three times in one step and left reluctantly.
Xiahou Huan'er waited for Dongfang Xingru to return to the room, and immediately stepped forward, stretched out her hands like lightning, grabbed Wan Qinrou's hands, and twisted her behind with force, pressing her upper body on the coffee table.
Rebu couldn't help but said angrily: "Wan Qinrou, what the hell are you doing? Have you had enough of your tricks?"
Wan Qinrou struggled hard, staring straight at the east with hardened eyes without regret, and shouted crazily.
