The corner of Guan Yichen's mouth twitched, would his mother please draw a cake for him?

Seeing the little boy's disbelief, Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Boss... Mom told me..."

A flash of surprise flashed across Zai Guan Yichen's face, and he was doubtful: "Mother, is everything I said true?"

"It's true! Bi Luozhu is very true!" Mo Qingcheng whispered, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

After some exploration, Guan Yichen was filled with emotions. The little boy became energetic and bent over to take a closer look. Suddenly, his little brows furrowed: "Mom, let me take a quick look, is that something?"

"

Mo Qingcheng walked forward and saw little red dots on the back of the leaves of the rice.

"Then..." Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were filled with the nameless anger of Ye Chang: "It's so heartbreaking!"

"Mother, someone poisoned you?" Zai Guan Yichen's face was stained with a layer of frost.

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up, and the smile in his eyes did not reach his eyes: "Boss, remember, you must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others."

A slightly bitter old face flashed in Guan Yichen's mind: "Mother, is it her?"

"Hmm...Mother, are you careless..." Mo Qingcheng's eyes were a little cold. Those two months were a little short, and he forgot about his legs in the dark...

Zai Guan Yichen clenched his fists: "Mother, go and deal with him..."

"Wait a minute...Boss, please be patient. This matter needs long-term consideration."

Guan Yichen stood still, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Mo Qingcheng patted the little boy on the shoulder: "Come on, let's talk about it when we get back..."

Zai Guan Yichen gave a faint hum and returned to his former cold appearance.

"Boss, has anyone ever told me that I have a beautiful smile?"

"..." Zai Guan Yichen was speechless and choked, mother...really thinks of herself as a three-year-old child?

The mother and son returned home. The children had just returned from studying abroad and surrounded Mo Qingcheng.

"Mother, have I missed Mo Mo?" Hong Zimo hugged Mo Qingcheng's legs and acted coquettishly, turning into a pendant in seconds.

Mo Qingcheng held her forehead, dumbfounded, brat, what happened?

At ten minutes after dinner, Hong Yueniang and others learned that their rice had been poisoned, and they were so angry that they almost threw away their chopsticks.

"Sister Mo, who is so wicked?" Hong Yueniang, who has always been good-tempered, almost cursed.

Father Hong winked at his heartless little cotton-padded jacket. Unexpectedly, his daughter was so tight that she not only didn't see his eyes, but also made a shocking statement.

"Dad, did my eye twitch?"

Daddy Hong: "..."

A big cotton-padded jacket that leaks air is not fun at all...

snort!

Hong Yueniang looked at her father in confusion: "Dad, do I miss my stepmother?"

"Pfft!" Hong Daddy took a mouthful of old blood and almost sprayed Hong Yuen Niang in the face.

Liu Cuihua's face looked a little ugly: "Mrs. Mo, don't think he ruined my good deeds..."

"Sister-in-law, don't blame yourself for everything. Some people... don't know how to be grateful at all." How could Mo Qingcheng not know what Liu Cuihua was thinking?

It sounds like that thing is untrue. Sister-in-law Cuihua shouldn't be blamed. Human nature is greedy, so it's not like that.

"Can you...Ms. Mo...he feels awkward, that old godly woman...how dare you?" Liu Cuihua's face raised in anger.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Sister-in-law, please be patient and wait for the show..."

Liu Cuihua's eyes were full of surprise, watching... watching a show?

After patting her forehead, Liu Cuihua's eyes gleamed: "Ms. Mo, do I have any idea?"

"without……"

"Ahem..." Liu Cuihua almost choked to death on her own saliva: "Mrs. Mo, I..."
Chapter completed!