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Chapter 1878

"At that time, I had something to do. Mrs. Shao, Ms. Song and Yueyue took care of the children. I heard that Mrs. Shao had a sharp cry for a long time, and I ran over. The child's face was pale.

Mrs. Shao slapped. Yueyue was not present at the time, just two of them. ""

"Do you want to fight Song Wanting?" Ye Haoran asked the housekeeper.

"This didn't say this, but Song Wanting seemed crazy before."

"Know, let's go and see Qianmo."

Song Wanting paid attention to the movement when he heard the sound of Che Ming. Ye Haoran's conversation with the housekeeper was not small. She wondered if Ye Haoran would break his good things.

Song Wanting pulled his hair even more, opened the door, stared fiercely at them, and had a crazy look.

"You are a bad guy, like a bad guy as your sister, and said, do you want to kill your baby?" Song Wanting fits into Fu Fengyi. Although Ye Haoran is old, Song Wanting still dare not rush to him.

The housekeeper pulled Song Wanting quickly.

"Dad, why do you pull me, they and my sister killed the baby." Song Wanting glanced carefully at Ye Haoran, scaring her shoulders, she was originally scared, afraid of exposing things, fear of Xiaoye Zhengheng to come to her, Song Wanting Ting

I don't believe in ghosts and gods. After doing that dream, she began to show up, and from time to time, she saw Xiaoye Zhengheng laugh at her.

"I am not your father." After speaking, the housekeeper looked at the second old man of Ye family, fearing that the two had a worse impression on himself.

"Sister? Who is sister?" Ye Haoran looked at the housekeeper.

"Sister is sister." Song Wanting looked at Ye Haoran with despicable eyes.

"It's not really crazy." Fu Fengyi murmured to herself. She looked at Song Wanting's messy hair and dirty clothes, where there was a former Miss Qian Jin.

"The housekeeper brought her up." Fu Fengyi said impatiently: "Let's see how Yuxin and Qian Mo are." Fu Fengyi pulled Ye Haoran to go away from Song Wanting and left.

"Don't take me away, dad, you can't let go of the bad people to harm your baby." Song Wanting kept struggling with his hands and feet.

He killed the baby, ah, the baby is dead. "Song Wanting squatted on the ground in front of Ye Haoran.

Song Wanting curled up into a ball, squatted on the ground with her head, and kept muttering to himself.

She suddenly jumped up and said to Fu Fengyi desolately: "The baby is dead." Tears on her face kept flowing, and even Song Wanting didn't know why she shed tears. She thought she was crying and pretended to be pretended.

Come down, as long as you think that the child is dead, the tears are not controlled, and the eyes are overflowing.

This made Fu Fengyi's eyes dyed. In her cognition, Xia Youxin now has no reason to kill the child, but Song Wanting is not like this!

But thinking of Song Wanting's past, Fu Fengyi still believed in Xia Youxin.

When the housekeeper looked at Ye Haoran's expression, he didn't take Song Wanting away. He didn't know who he suffered. He could only hold Song Wanting again and drag it to the second floor.

Xia Youxin walked out of breakfast with a bad spirit, and did not rest all night. With Xiaoye Zhengheng's affairs, the whole person lost a circle.

"Dad, mother, why are you here, have you been having breakfast? I go to prepare more breakfast!" Xia Youxin handed the breakfast to the maid not far away, dragging his tired body to the kitchen, Xiaoye Zhengheng left, Xiaoye Zhengheng left, Xiaoye Zhengheng left,

Ye Qianmo is sad, why not be sad!
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