Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 134 133 A large-scale face-slapping scene!

"Who is looking for me?" Li Xianxian asked.

"It's Miss Zheng." the servant replied.

Miss Zheng?

Li Xianxian narrowed his eyes, "Is it Zheng Wenjing?"

"Yes." The servant nodded.

A smile appeared on Li Xianxian's lips, she straightened her skirt and said, "Let her come in."

"OK."

After a while, the servant came in with Zheng Wenjing.

Zheng Wenjing wore the most popular hairstyle of this era, with curved eyebrows, red lipstick, and a thick layer of foundation on her face, which was as white as a lime wall.

Wearing a bright red dress and a pair of red high heels, she dressed more like a bride than Li Xianxian.

Looking at Zheng Wenjing's outfit, you can tell that she is well prepared.

But now Li Xianxian is not afraid of anything.

There is a great-grandson of the Mo family in her belly.

Even if Mrs. Mo saw her, she would have to be careful to laugh with her.

What does Zheng Wenjing mean?

Li Xianxian greeted her with a smile, "Sister Demjing."

"Xianxian." Zheng Wenjing smiled and held Li Xianxian's hand.

If people who don't know see it, they will really think that the relationship between these two people is very good!

"Immortal congratulations to you. You finally got your wish and married Brother Baichuan. I wish you a long and prosperous future."

Li Xianxian narrowed her eyes and said, "Thank you. I also wish sister Wenjing can find a husband as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, Xianxian, I will definitely be able to marry the person I want to marry." Zheng Wenjing looked provocative.

Li Xianxian smiled and asked: "The water is overflowing and the moon is waxing and waning. Sister Wenjing, aren't you afraid that you said this too soon?"

Marry the person you want to marry?

Does Zheng Wenjing still want to marry Mo Baichuan as her second wife?

Being a mistress is so blatant.

How shameless!

Zheng Wenjing looked at Li Xianxian and felt very happy, "It's not the last lesson yet. It's not yet certain who will be the final winner!"

Li Xianxian's eyes flashed with a bit of ridicule, "In life, you should know how to stop losses in time and stop at the brink. For things that have no results, even if you spend all your efforts, you can only get nothing in the end. Why hit the south wall? What if you know how to turn back later?”

"If you don't hit the south wall, how do you know whether it will fall down?" Zheng Wenjing smiled and said, "Xianxian, do you think I am right?"

She will definitely win this battle!

Li Xianxian?

Destined to be just cannon fodder.

Li Xianxian did not take Zheng Wenjing into his eyes at all, and said with a smile: "Then I wish sister Wenjing a good start!"

Zheng Wenjing's face was filled with unabashed pride.

Li Xianxian then said: "Xiao Wang, go and bring a chair over. I want to sit and chat with sister Wenjing." After saying that, Li Xianxian turned to look at Zheng Wenjing and said with some embarrassment: "Since I was pregnant, I have been all over the body. I’m very tired and I always feel unmotivated. I think you don’t mind me sitting and chatting with you, Xianjing.”

Zheng Wenjing smiled softly, "I don't mind, how can I mind!"

The chair is right next to it. If Li Xianxian wants to sit down, he can just sit down, but Li Xianxian wants to take the extra step because he just wants to demonstrate to Zheng Wenjing.

She was reminding Zheng Wenjing that she already had Mo Baichuan's seed in her belly, and no matter what Zheng Wenjing did, it would be in vain.

Zheng Wenjing's eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule.

Wait!

How proud Li Xianxian is now, how desperate he will be in a moment!

...

Today is Mo Baichuan's wedding, and another big drama is about to take place.

Naturally, Ni Yan, the sixth aunt, cannot be absent.

At 10:30 in the morning, Mo Qishen came to pick up Ni Yan on his bicycle.

As soon as Ni Yan opened the door, he saw Mo Qishen, who was leaning in front of his bicycle and smoking, with a tall and slender profile.

Mo Qishen had an excellent appearance, his face was like a crown jade, his elegance was deep, his facial features were sharp and angular, as delicate as a knife, and every inch was perfect. Such a person was born to be a superior.

Seeing Ni Yan coming over, Mo Qishen immediately put out the unburned cigarette between his fingers.

"Yanyan."

Ni Yan walked over and sat on the crossbar of the bicycle, "Brother Mo, let's go."

The tip of Mo Qishen's nose ran across the top of her hair, "Okay."

With a beautiful woman in his arms, Mo Qishen's speed would naturally not be too fast.

Mo family.

The wedding time is set at 12:18 noon.

At around ten o'clock, all the guests had arrived.

Today is Mo Baichuan's wedding, and the task of entertaining the guests naturally falls on Mo Rongping and Xu Jiao. As for Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo, they only need to be responsible for eating melon seeds and chatting.

"Seeing that Baichuan is already married, I don't know when I can drink the wedding wine of your sixth child?" The person who spoke was the old lady of the Wang family. Old lady Wang usually had some troubles with old lady Mo.

Who doesn't know that Mo Qishen's engagement has just been broken off by Zhao Jinrong, and the reason why Mrs. Wang said this was clearly to ridicule her.

Mrs. Mo didn't seem to mind at all, "Our sixth girlfriend is still young, so we're not in a hurry right now."

"Your sixth child has a girlfriend?" Mrs. Wang was a little surprised.

Not only Mrs. Wang was surprised, but also others around her were a little surprised.

Can a loser like Mo Qishen find a girlfriend?

What a long time to see you!

Mrs. Mo nodded, "The little girl is only eighteen years old this year, a full ten years younger than our sixth child!"

Mo Qishen is already quite old. If he can find an eighteen-year-old girlfriend, Mrs. Mo will naturally show off.

Old Mrs. Wang continued: "Since your sixth child already has a girlfriend, she must be here on such an important day today! Ah Ruan, it's true that you have such a good daughter-in-law and you don't introduce her to us. What are you trying to do by hiding it? Are you afraid that we all can’t take advantage of it?”

Hearing this, everyone else nodded in agreement, with a look like they were watching a show in their eyes.

Yes, just watching a show.

What kind of girlfriend could a loser like Mo Qishen find?

She's probably just a little girl who can't stand on the stage!

So everyone can't wait to see Mrs. Mo make a fool of herself.

In the past few years, the Mo family has maintained a strong position in the capital. Fortunately, the Mo family still has a prodigal son who can make them laugh. Otherwise, the Mo family would be the only one in the capital!

Some people are friendly with the Mo family on the surface, but in fact, in the mainland, they hope that the Mo family will fall soon.

Mrs. Mo smiled and said: "Our sixth child has gone to pick up the little girl, but he is not here yet. Don't be anxious, everyone."

"Ah Ruan, it's almost eleven o'clock now, won't they stop coming?" It's just embarrassing to have something that can't be put on the table, Mrs. Wang said with sarcasm in her eyes.

Someone nearby echoed: "Are you afraid to come because there are so many people?"

"It's normal for little girls to be timid."

"Do you think anyone can compare with Jing Rong?"

At the mention of Zhao Jinrong, the air was quiet for a moment.

After all, Zhao Jingrong is Mo Qishen's ex-fiancée. Mentioning Zhao Jingrong on this occasion was obviously an attempt to stir up trouble.

"Auntie, you are so satisfied with Lao Liu's current girlfriend, so that little girl must be prettier than Sister Jingrong, right?" The person who spoke was Zhao Jingrong's good friend Sun Yulan.

Zhao Jingrong's beauty is recognized in the circle. It is really difficult to find a second person who is more beautiful than Zhao Jingrong.

The reason why Sun Yulan said this was just to embarrass Mrs. Mo.

Old Mrs. Mo looked at Sun Yulan with a smile, "No matter how beautiful or ugly they are, they are all white bones under the skin. Some people look glamorous on the surface and look like dogs, but in fact they betray their trust and do villainous things. What's the use of being beautiful like this?" "

This sentence was a double entendre. It not only scolded Sun Yulan, but also indirectly scolded Zhao Jinrong.

Sun Yulan was choked and continued: "Although that is what I said, how many people really don't care about beauty and ugliness? This is just the self-comfort of people who can't eat grapes and say sour grapes."

This sentence is a sarcastic reference to Mrs. Mo’s saying that the grapes are sour because she cannot eat them.

What kind of girlfriend can Mo Qishen, that loser, find?

Maybe she's just an ugly, salt-free girl.

If she was really beautiful, Mrs. Mo wouldn't say that beauty and ugliness are just beneath the skin!

Someone on the side answered: "It's hard to find a wife these days. If Lao Liu can find a wife, it's already very good! Don't worry about beauty or ugliness!"

"Mrs. Liu is right, it doesn't matter if it's ugly, as long as it can carry on the family line."

Everyone's words and words were all mocking Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo looked confused.

"Aruan, why haven't your sixth son and his girlfriend arrived yet? Are they really scared to see people like they said?"

At this moment, two figures came from outside the door.

Mrs. Mo's eyes lit up and she waved over: "Yanyan! Old Sixth!"

Mo Qishen led Ni Yan towards this side and said, "Mom."

Ni Yan followed Zai Hua and said hello, "Aunt Mo."

"Lao Liu, Yanyan, why are you here?"

Mo Qishen said: "Something delayed me on the way."

Ni Yan's ears turned red for a moment, and she stretched out her hand to quietly twist Mo Qishen's waist.

Mo Qishen looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

Mrs. Mo didn't notice the small movements between the two, and took Ni Yan's hand: "Yanyan, let me introduce to you, this is your Aunt Wang, this is Aunt Wu, this is Aunt Zhao, and this is you Aunt Qian’s daughter Sun Yulan.”

After finishing her words, Mrs. Mo turned to look at everyone and continued: "This is our sixth girlfriend, Ni Yan."

Ni Yan is wearing a light blue cheongsam today. The bright black silk is braided into a beautiful fishtail braid. It is decorated with pearls and draped diagonally on her shoulders. There are no decorations from eyebrows to eyes, but she is so beautiful. asphyxia.

There is a beautiful woman who lives in the empty valley.

Ni Yan's appearance made everyone feel pain in their faces.

After all, a few minutes ago, they laughed at Mo Qishen's girlfriend for being ugly in front of Mrs. Mo...

Unexpectedly, Mo Qishen would bring such a beautiful woman back.

Ni Yan greeted everyone politely.

She behaved so elegantly that Sun Yulan, who was born into a well-known family, could not even see her shadow beside her.

We are both girls, so if we say we are not jealous, it would be a lie.

Sun Yulan never expected that Mo Qishen's girlfriend was not only prettier than her, but even prettier than Zhao Jingrong.

She originally wanted to slap Old Mrs. Mo hard in the face to vent her anger on Zhao Jingrong.

But he didn't expect that he would be slapped by Mrs. Mo in turn!

This scene was all seen by Zheng Wenjing on the side.

Zheng Wenjing waved to Sun Yulan.

Sun Yulan walked over quietly and said, "Denjing."

"Yulan, please come here."

Sun Yulan attached her ears.

Zheng Wenjing's eyes flashed with a calculating look, and she whispered a few words quietly.

It seems like today is a really good day.

Not only can Li Xianxian's true face be revealed in front of everyone, but Ni Yan can also lose face.

Hearing this, a look of pride gradually appeared in Sun Yulan's eyes. She raised her head and said, "Thank you, Wen Jing."

Zheng Wenjing smiled and said, "You're welcome."

"Then I'll go over first." Sun Yulan continued.

"Yeah." Zheng Wenjing nodded.

Sun Yulan came to Ni Yan again and took over the topic, "Yanyan, I heard that you are just a junior high school student, right?"

Ni Yan did not shy away and nodded directly.

Junior high school student?

Hearing this, everyone's eyes changed.

In this wealthy family, the lowest education level for girls is college. There are also graduate students, doctoral students, and those who have returned from studying abroad. However, there are really no junior high school graduates...

Except of course Ni Yan.

What's the use of being pretty?

A gaudy vase.

Sun Yulan finally regained some confidence, and said with a smile: "Yanyan, how can this girl do it if she doesn't study? I graduated from the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Because I was admitted to a university that year, I still have something with the principal. It’s a bit thin, do you need me to introduce it to you so that you can study in No. 1 Middle School again?”

"Thank you, but no need." Ni Yan smiled lightly, "I am already a transfer student in the third class of the city's third middle school."

Were everyone waiting to see the joke dumbfounded?

What?

Ni Yan has already entered No. 3 Middle School?

Could it be arranged by the Mo family?

But the city's No. 3 Middle School has a very high threshold, and students are admitted based on their real scores. Even if the Mo family wants to make arrangements, they may have to settle for No. 1 Middle School.

Sun Yulan's face froze, and she did not expect that things would turn around like this.

Maybe Ni Yan is bragging!

City No. 3 Middle School is not something you can just get into.

Sun Yulan continued: "Then which shift are you in?"

"I'm in Class 5."

Class 5?

What a coincidence!

It seems that Ni Yan's lies can be exposed immediately.

"Uncle Chu's daughter Yun'er is also in Class 5 of City No. 3 Middle School. Do you know her?"

Apart from exams, Ni Yan had only been to Class 5 less than twice. How could she recognize everyone in Class 5?

Ni Yan said: "I just joined the class and am not very familiar with the students in Class 5."

"Really?" Sun Yulan smiled a little strangely, "It's normal for you to not remember all your classmates, but Yun'er will definitely remember you."

In Sun Yulan's view, this was clearly Ni Yan's guilty conscience.

Because she felt guilty, she said she didn't know Chu Yun'er.

"I'll call Yun'er over." A girl next to her couldn't wait to see Ni Yan make a fool of herself.

Ni Yan will be very embarrassed when his lies are exposed in front of so many people!

Chu Yun'er was quickly called over.

As she walked this way, she didn't see any joy in her classmates.

The proud look on Sun Yulan's face became even more obvious.

She knew that Chu Yun'er definitely didn't know Ni Yan.

Others also looked at Ni Yan with disdain.

What’s not good about learning something at a young age?

You have to learn to lie!

Too much vanity!

He is obviously not from the No. 3 Middle School in the city, but he is still bragging that he has passed the transfer exam for the No. 3 Middle School in the city.

At this moment, Chu Yun'er, who had a dull face, suddenly had his eyes lit up. He walked quickly to Ni Yan and said in surprise: "Ni Yan! It's really you! I thought I saw it wrong just now. !”

Chu Yun'er has severe myopia. She didn't see Ni Yan carefully at first, so she was so bland.

Ni Yan smiled and nodded.

Sun Yulan's face was a little confused, "Yun'er, do you know Yanyan?"

Chu Yun'er said: "Ni Yan is a big celebrity in our school. He ranked first in the transfer exam. Don't talk about me! There is no one in our school who doesn't know Ni Yan."

After all, Ni Yan is number one, and she is beautiful. It is really difficult for everyone to remember her.

First place......

Sun Yulan's face looked a little ugly.

She never expected that Ni Yan would be so powerful...

This time it was really not insulting, but being insulted instead.

The faces of other people around him were also a little ugly.

Originally everyone wanted to see a joke, but they were slapped in the face several times.

At this moment, a gray-haired old lady recognized Ni Yan and said, "Little girl, aren't you the girl who presented the hundred-year-old picture at the birthday banquet last time?"

The painting of a hundred years of life by Ni Yan last time left a deep impression on everyone.

Afterwards, some uninformed people even wanted to spend a lot of money to buy the 100-year-old painting, but they were rejected by Mrs. Mo.

Old Mrs. Mo answered: "Yes, yes, the person who gave me the 100th birthday picture last time was Yanyan. Even though Yanyan is young, she knows a lot. She also cured our Xiaodie's disease." ”

Mrs. Mo took an opportunity and praised Ni Yan to the sky.

Isn’t a good daughter-in-law just for praise?

Ni Yan met Li Xianxian on the way to the bathroom.

To be precise, it was Li Xianxian who took the initiative to find her.

"Ni Yan." Li Xianxian looked at Ni Yan with a proud look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Ni Yan raised his eyes slightly.

"Ni Yan," Li Xianxian stretched out her belly, "I'm pregnant."

Ni Yan said calmly, "I know."

"It's Mo Baichuan's child." Li Xianxian said very proudly.

That's right.

Li Xianxian came here to declare his sovereignty.

She never paid attention to Zheng Wenjing from the beginning to the end, because her real enemy was Ni Yan.

After all, there are examples from previous lives.

So she can't take it lightly.

She couldn't let anyone take Mo Baichuan away.

"What do you want to express?" Ni Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I know all this."

"By the way, let me tell you a secret," Li Xianxian continued: "Do you know who Mo Baichuan is?"

Ni Yan said nothing.

Li Xianxian said happily: "He is Mr. Mog! From now on, I will be Mrs. Mog!"

Mrs. Mog!

That is the envy of everyone.

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Ni Yan didn't care who Mog was.

In other words, who Mr. Mog is has nothing to do with her.

Li Xianxian curled her lips and said, "Ni Yan, stop pretending, I know you are feeling uncomfortable. But it is useless for you to feel uncomfortable now. As long as I am by Baichuan's side, you will never try to take him away!"

She is the winner in this life!

Ni Yan is destined to be just a stepping stone.

Ni Yan was not angry either, with a smile on his face.

Seeing Ni Yan so calm, Li Xianxian suddenly felt a little flustered.

She didn't believe that Ni Yan would give up Mo Baichuan easily.

Now that she is married to Mo Baichuan, she will be the only one who can stay with Mo Qishen in the future.

Keeping Ni Yan around will always be a problem.

It seems that we have to find a way to get rid of Ni Yan.

Li Xianxian narrowed his eyes.

...

Soon it was 12 o'clock, and there were only 18 minutes left before the wedding started.

The wedding venue was designed in the back garden of Mo's house.

At this time, everyone walked to the back garden.

Ni Yan and Mo Qishen were not in a hurry, and they followed the crowd slowly.

"Yanyan!" At this moment, Ni Yan was tapped on the shoulder.

"Yanran!" Ni Yan looked back slightly and said with a smile: "Yanran, when did you come?"

"I have something to do in the morning, so I just arrived."

Feeling that his palms were empty, Mo Qishen glanced at Li Yanran displeasedly.

Li Yanran was chatting and laughing with Ni Yan. She shivered suddenly, glanced back, and muttered: "Strange, why do I feel like someone behind me is looking at me again, so cold."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Who looks at you? The person who has a crush on you?"

Mo Qishen: He was the one who wanted to slap her to death.

"Brother!" Xiao Zhou came over from the other side, "Brother, what's the matter with you? You are making such a face? Today is your eldest nephew's big day, you have to be happy."

Mo Qishen narrowed his eyes, "Go and get her away."

"Who is it?" Xiao Zhou asked curiously.

"Li Yanran." Mo Qishen said three words coldly.

"Why do you want to take her away?" Xiao Zhou said with some confusion: "Isn't she chatting happily with Yanyan? You go your way, she goes hers, and she can't hinder you. , Okay, why are you embarrassing this little girl?”

"Have you ever been in love?" Mo Qishen looked at Xiao Zhou and answered the question.

"No." Xiao Zhou shook his head.

"Want to find someone to fall in love with?" Mo Qishen asked next.

"Think!" Xiao Zhou said excitedly: "Brother, why don't you teach me how to find a girlfriend? I don't have high requirements, as long as it's a girl." Nai He couldn't find her.

Mo Qi sighed deeply, "You should prepare to be a bachelor for the rest of your life."

"Why?" Xiao Zhou was very sad.

Mo Qishen said: "Because your strength does not allow you to fall in love."

The wedding viewing platform is divided into two sides, with a long aisle covered with red carpet in the middle.

As soon as Ni Yan sat down, Mo Baichuan, who was standing on the stage and reviewing lines with the emcee, saw Ni Yan.

Ni Yan is still here.

Mo Baichuan thought Ni Yan wouldn't come, so he squinted his eyes with a hint of caution.

But they must not let Ni Yan ruin their wedding.

After seeing Ni Yan sit down, Mo Qishen quickly sat down next to Ni Yan.

Ni Yan was chatting with Li Yanran, while Mo Qishen lowered his eyes, counting her fingers one by one, and playing with them in his hands. Her fingers were slender, and her nails were not dyed with any color. The transparent nail caps It has a light pinkish white color, is small and beautiful, like rows of delicate little shells.

12:18.

The wedding officially begins.

Under the introduction of the emcee, Mo Baichuan slowly walked out from the backstage holding Li Xianxian, who was wearing a Western-style wedding dress.

The flower girl scatters the flowers in front.

There were bursts of warm applause from the audience.

After seeing Ni Yan making no movement under the auditorium, Mo Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was still a little disappointed. He couldn't explain why he was like this.

He clearly didn't expect Ni Yan to ruin the wedding.

But when Ni Yan didn't make any move, he felt a little anxious.

Is Ni Yan planning a big move?

Is that why there has been no other action?

After some introduction and interaction by the emcee, the next step is the swearing-in by the priest.

Ni Yan glanced at Zheng Wenjing indifferently.

Zheng Wenjing was staring at the stage for a moment, her expression focused, as if she was thinking about something.

Ni Yan took a cup of tea and took a sip gently.

At this moment, the priest's voice came through the air, "Mr. Mo Baichuan, no matter poverty, disease, difficulty, pain, wealth, health, joy, happiness, are you willing to never leave Miss Li Xianxian and love her all your life?" ?”

Before Mo Baichuan could speak, a clear female voice came from under the auditorium, "Wait a minute."

The smile on Li Xianxian's face suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head and looked towards the audience.

She was originally worried that Ni Yan would cause trouble after the wedding.

Unexpectedly, the person who caused trouble turned out to be Zheng Wenjing.

What does Zheng Wenjing want to do?

Li Xianxian suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Ma'am, do you have any questions?" The priest looked at Zheng Wenjing.

Zheng Wenjing smiled and said, "I just want to personally give a big gift to the bride before taking the oath." Zheng Wenjing walked towards the stage as she spoke.

Wearing a bright red dress, she seemed to dominate the room.

It was just an ordinary wedding. No one expected that it would lead to such an incident.

I don’t know what Zheng Wenjing wants to do.

Mrs. Zheng looked at Zheng Lingling with a pale face, "Lingling, what does this kid Wenjing want to do?"

Zheng Lingling said: "Mom, don't worry, Wen Jing is a measured child, she won't do anything outrageous."

Mrs. Zheng continued: "Is there something you, mother and daughter, are hiding from me?"

"No, Mom," Zheng Lingling said with a smile, "Mom, you think too much."

Old Mrs. Zheng frowned, "Then why is Xianjing going to the stage?" Does she know how many pairs of eyes are looking at her in the audience? Her words and deeds all represent the Zheng family. If she is not careful, she will be It will leave people with something to talk about.

Zheng Lingling said: "Baichuan and Wenjing grew up together. Now that Baichuan is getting married, it is appropriate for Wenjing to prepare a small gift."

"Is it really just a gift?" Old Mrs. Zheng asked next.

Zheng Lingling smiled and said, "Mom, you'll find out if you keep reading."

Mrs. Zheng was very worried, fearing that Zheng Wenjing would do something outrageous.

Ni Yan sat under the stage, eating melon seeds peeled by Mo Qishen and looking at the stage.

"Yanyan, what do you think Zheng Wenjing wants to do?" Li Yanran leaned her head and said with a curious look on her face: "You think Zheng Wenjing wants to steal the marriage, right?"

Ni Yan's eyebrows were light, "Didn't Zheng Wenjing say there was a big gift?"

"A big gift?" Li Yanran said: "I think Zheng Wenjing wants to make a big fuss at the wedding."

Who dresses more gorgeously than the bride on their wedding day?

This is obviously malicious!

The spectators in the audience were a little excited.

The priest received Li Xianxian's suggestive look, looked at Zheng Wenjing and said, "Miss Zheng, do you have any gifts that I can give to you in private? So as not to delay the auspicious time."

Zheng Wenjing said: "I can't delay for a while. Well, look, the gift has been delivered."

I saw, at the other end of the red carpet, a five or six-year-old child walking slowly over.

When he saw Li Xianxian, his steps suddenly became brisk, "Mom!"

He ran over directly and hugged Li Xianxian.

Li Xianxian's face became a little frightened at this moment, but soon returned to his natural state.

Hold on, she can't panic, that little bastard is already dead!

This is definitely a misunderstanding.

Everyone in the audience looked at me and I looked at you, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Li Xianxian bent down and looked at Fuwa with a gentle face, "Child, you have mistaken the person!"

"I did not admit the wrong person! You are my mother!" Fuwa's eyes suddenly turned red at this moment, "Mom, don't you want Fuwa anymore?"

lucky doll?

Zhou Fuwa?

Li Xianxian felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on his head, and he was instantly chilled from head to toe.

Why is this little scoundrel not dead yet?

As a reborn person, Li Xianxian never left any risks to himself. In the memory of later generations, Zhou Tianbao had his legs broken due to a theft. He did not receive timely treatment and finally died of wound infection.

And Zhou Fuwa also disappeared without a trace after Zhou Tianbao's death.

According to the memory of future generations, it has been a month since Zhou Tianbao and Zhou Fuwa were involved in the accident!

Why is Zhou Fuwa still standing here safe and sound?

Zheng Wenjing must have found someone to scare her!

Li Xianxian tried hard to maintain the smile on his lips, and said softly: "Kid, you really recognized the wrong person."

Zheng Wenjing looked at Li Xianxian with a mocking look in her eyes, Li Xianxian. Oh, no, Comrade Sun Dalian, you don’t even recognize your son who was born in ten months of pregnancy? "