She was frightened and angry, her eyes were splitting with rage, she rushed over, kicked the two men's arms, and broke two of Xing Peizhen's ribs.

Afterwards, she was punished by her uncle and moved out of the Tang family villa with her two children despite her eldest cousin's dissuasion.

Since then, she and her two children have been inseparable and no longer sleep in separate rooms at night.

Even so, her little son would always wake up from his sleep in the middle of the night for a long time, crying and calling for his mother in fear, waving his little hands and shouting, "Don't catch me, don't catch me, I want my mother."

Her heart was broken as her son cried.

When her son cries, she cries too.

She has tried her best to give her child a complete home and a happy childhood.

But her son has no sense of security.

The eldest son is even better. He is particularly precocious, mentally determined, and not as mature as other children his age.

Because her younger son was born frail and sick, his personality was naturally softer than that of his elder brother, and he was mentally fragile. She was almost abducted in the middle of the night, a trauma that she has not been able to fully heal until now.

At night, no matter how sleepy he was, he could only fall asleep in her arms.

When she was not around, no matter how late it was, he would not close his eyes.

Looking at her son's delicate and delicate face, tightly clutching her little hand in her pajamas, she felt sour and sweet in her heart. She leaned over and kissed the two children between their eyebrows, silently turned off the wall lamp, and turned the two children away.

Hold her in your arms and close your eyes.

The two children seemed to be asleep, and snuggled into her arms again in their sleep.

She raised the corners of her mouth and hugged the two children tighter.

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, she cooked a rich and nutritious meal for the two children.

After breakfast was cooked, she woke up the children.

The little ones were very obedient, never staying in bed, getting up as soon as they cried, rubbing their sleepy eyes and going to the bathroom to wash up, never letting her bother.

Tang Yexi wanted to see the sleepy little look of his son rubbing his eyes every day, but he couldn't get enough of it. His heart was trembling with cuteness every day, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud, then he walked over and hugged the two little guys.

Son, it was a good while to cuddle and be intimate.

The mother and son were laughing and joking for a while. The two children woke up and took a nap. After washing, they went to have breakfast with Tang Yesi.

Classmate Tang Xiaochu is like a little adult, never picky about food and eats everything.

Tang Xiaoci's child has a weak stomach and is very picky about food. Tang Yexi has to cook him what he likes in different ways every day.

This morning, she prepared papaya smoothie, milk oatmeal, avocado sandwich, and milky pumpkin puree for the children. Both children liked it very much.

The mother and son had breakfast chatting and laughing. Tang Yesi took the tableware to the kitchen to clean, and the two little guys helped her.

The dishes had just been washed and before Tang Yesi could dry his hands, the doorbell rang.

"Mom, I'll open the door!" Tang Xiaoci, a child, ran out and opened the door actively.

"Run slowly, don't fall," Tang Yexi quickly wiped his hands dry and chased out: "Xiao Ci, don't open the door to anyone you don't know."

She was afraid that Xing Peizhen's people would come to snatch her and her son again.

She probably dug into the ancestral graves of Xing Peizhen's family in her previous life, but in this life, Xing Peizhen has her eyes on her.

Xing Peizhen's niece was infertile and fell in love with her youngest son. She wanted to raise her little son, but she refused.
Chapter completed!