"I won't ignore your affairs!"

Jiang Xufeng's words were firm and made Fang Yachun block the next words in his throat, and he didn't say them any more.

"As for my son, he has taken care of himself since he was a child, so I don't need to worry. Moreover, since he found his sister half a year ago, it doesn't seem like he has me, a father."

"How could you be like a father like this! That child originally hated me, and now he should hate me even more!" Fang Yachun smiled helplessly.

"I'll tell him what's going on."

"Forget it, the child will not be able to stand it." Fang Yachun was just a joke just now. She was just an outsider, and there was no need or right to intervene in their Jiang family's affairs.

"It's still so big that I can't bear it? That's too cowardly!" A sharp flashed in Jiang Xufeng's eyes.

"But he just found his sister! The child is innocent." Fang Yachun always felt unbearable when he thought of the two children.

"You don't choose many things in the world. Since he is the son of He Mengjie and I, he will never be innocent again."

Fang Yachun walked home in a daze, and a scene that almost killed herself fifteen years ago appeared in her mind.

It was the third day after she gave birth to Ling Qichen. Ling Ruhai took her daughter Banxia to have dinner. She thought it was too boring to lie on the bed, so she got out of bed for a walk. Suddenly, she heard a cry of a baby on the stairs.

She found a secret storage room along the sound, and the next scene scared Fang Yachun to the point of being almost gone.

There was a four-year-old boy and a crying baby lying on the ground. The woman with disheveled hair standing next to her was pinching the baby's neck with her hands.

The child's crying is getting weaker and weaker...

"Stop!" Fang Yachun exclaimed, and pushed the woman away with her over!

She picked up the baby and tried its breath, and fortunately, she was still angry.

Fang Yachun shook the little boy who fainted on the ground again and shouted: "Child, kid, wake up."

The woman with disheveled hair rose from the ground and tried to snatch the child back in the past. She looked like crazy: "Give her to me! Give me!"

"Let go! You will hurt your child-"

Both women shouted heart-wrenchingly.

Only then did Fang Yachun see clearly this woman. She is Jiang Xufeng's wife He Mengjie. Thinking of her elegant and beautiful appearance on weekdays, compared to her now, her eyes are split, her face is pale, and her hair is scattered, and she is like a female ghost. Fang Yachun even suspected that she was dreaming.

But she didn't have time to be shocked or scared, and just wanted to protect the child.

"Okay! You don't give it to me, right? Then you can die here with her!" He Mengjie laughed loudly, his laughter was shrill and harsh, as if the sound of a lonely bird cutting through the night sky.

She took a bottle of gasoline and poured it on the floor casually.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yachun was shocked. She also had a three-year-old daughter and a newly born son. What would happen to her children if something happened to her?

No! She can't sit still and wait for death, and there are two children so young here.

Fang Yachun put down the baby in his hand, stood up and tried to seize the gasoline bottle in He Mengjie's hand.

"You are crazy, your own son is still here! Do you want him to die together?" Fang Yachun had seen this child at Jiang Xufeng's house. He is Jiang Xufeng's son, and that is the son of this woman. As a mother, how could he be so cruel!

He Mengjie smashed the gasoline bottle and shouted hysterically: "Anyway, his birth is a mistake! It's all because of him, it's all because of him that I can't be with my beloved! And this girl, her mother snatched the man I love and gave birth to her! My child died when she was born! She is a bitch like her mother! I want to kill her!"

"You..." Fang Yachun saw her take out the lighter, and her whole heart was about to hang on the edge of the cliff. She tried her best to grab the lighter, "Don't do stupid things, you will regret it!"

"Ya Chun!"

Hearing Jiang Xufeng's voice, Fang Yachun saw him at the door and hurriedly shouted: "Jiang Xufeng, take these two children away!"

Jiang Xufeng ignored it, and was the only one who was his favorite woman, and rushed over to pull Fang Yachun away. During the three people pulling, the lighter in He Mengjie accidentally fell to the ground.

Flame burning...

"ah--"

Fortunately, Jiang Xufeng pulled her, so she did not let Fang Yachun be engulfed by the fire.

In the end, the two children were saved, but He Mengjie was buried in the sea of ​​fire.

"Ding--"

The car horn was pulled up long, which made Fang Yachun come to his senses. Only then did she realize that she had walked to the middle of the road without knowing it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Fang Yachun apologized to the driver who reminded her and left quickly.

In the morning of New York, the sun is as elegant as fog, and it warms every inch of the air without leaving any trace.

"Mu Yan is looking for you to go shopping?" Mo Jiu brought the morning to the table and heard Ling Banxia tell him about this.

"Well, brother, can I go?" Ling Banxia held her face with her hands, and looked at him with light. Last time she heard him say that she was his sister, she was just a joke, and now she also teased him once according to the joke he said.

Mo Jiu's smile filled his face, "Of course, you can, and you won't disappear even if you have her with you."

Ling Banxia's face suddenly drooped: "What does it mean? Will I disappear without her?"

"Yes, you are a terrible person." Mo Jiu said, putting a fried egg into his mouth.

"you……"

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and Ling Banxia threw a message: "Open the door."

"Why is it me?"

"You are the elder brother! Your younger brother and sister are privileged!" Ling Banxia was proud.

"..." Mo Jiu thought for a long time and couldn't think of a word.

"You're ruthless!" I had to get up and prepare to open the door.

Ling Banxia laughed: "Okay, okay, kidding, I'll go, you eat yours."

She was originally in the position of her, and just wanted to tease him on purpose. Seeing that he couldn't speak, Ling Banxia guessed that he must be frustrated now, and was upset that he was actually caught in his joke!

The people standing outside the door were all wearing straight black tuxedoes, majestic and strong, but they all felt a faint sense of coldness, which was very cunning.

"Who are you looking for?" Ling Banxia asked.

"You are Miss Ling Banxia, ​​are you?" One of the men asked, without a trace of expression, his face looked like a zombie, which was indeed scary.

"Yes, who are you?" Ling Banxia looked at them vigilantly, and suddenly had a guess in her heart - they were here to find Mo Jiu.

However, before answering her question, they pushed Ling Banxia away and broke into the door.

He was very strong, and Ling Banxia was pushed to the ground directly, and his spine hit the hard floor, causing pain.

"Xiao Xia!" Mo Jiu ran over and asked, and helped her up, "Are you okay? Did you fall and hurt?"

Ling Banxia shook her head and smiled and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"Didn't I say it? Don't touch innocent people!" Mo Jiu's childlike energy was put away by him, replaced by coldness and solemnity, making his unrepresent-looking face even more charming. He glared into the eyes of these people, and there was a deep disgust and hatred.

Although he did this for himself, Ling Banxia still liked the funny him just now.

The leading man smiled very much and replied: "Master Geoffrey, you should know us. No matter how much you don't like it, it's useless! Because this blood is also flowing in your body!"

Mo Jiu's fist gradually tightened, and Ling Banxia could vaguely hear a sound of friction between the bones.

"So what? What are you doing?" he asked calmly.

"Mr. Delan, let us pick you up."

"No need! I'm not a child, nor have I never been there, I can find my way." Mo Jiu refused without thinking.

"This is Mr. Delan!" He added accent to the four words "Mr. Delan", as if reminding them that no matter how you resist, it is useless!

Mo Jiu sighed, and his tense face suddenly stretched.

"Will I finish this meal?" he asked, his voice feeling weak.

"We have prepared breakfast for you, you can just go back with us."

Mo Jiu's eyes reappeared in cold light, and he warned: "I have already given in! Don't be too greedy!"

"It's not that we are more greedy, it's that Mr. Delen ordered! Master Geoffrey, don't make us too embarrassed!" The leading man still had the hatred smile, and he felt a little more worthy of beating.

"Oh?" Mo Jiu sneered, "What if I don't cooperate? What do you want?"

These people did not change their expressions at all, especially the tone of this leader was more provocative: "I know that we cannot be your opponent, but we don't have any fists or feet. The lady behind you..."

Mo Jiu resisted the urge to kill these people with one punch, and listened to him continue:

"Mr. Geoffrey, I advise you not to have any unreasonable thoughts and listen to Mr. Delen obediently, it will be good to everyone! Isn't it?"

Mo Jiu calmed down again. In fact, he should have thought that Dailun could call these people to come. It seemed that he had already given them some information to popularize their own information. He knew that even if he didn't care about him, he would care about Ling Banxia.

He turned around, looked at Ling Banxia who was protected by him, and smiled: "I'll have fun with Mu Yan later, and I'll be back in the afternoon."

Ling Banxia grabbed him and refused to let him go. Judging from the situation, he seemed to be in danger.

Mo Jiu also saw that she was worried about herself, and smiled deeper. She held her hand and promised, "Don't worry, I won't have anything to do."

Ling Banxia looked at him reluctantly and walked towards the door, and suddenly heard a voice:

"I really want to thank you, Miss Ling."

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading man was knocked to the ground by Mo Jiu.
Chapter completed!