When Nan Yan walked into the courtyard, what he saw was Nan Xiaoxiao sitting in the courtyard in a daze.

The little girl's little hands were holding her cheeks, her eyes were gloomy, her little head was drooped, and she was listless.

That aggrieved little look made it look like he could cry the next moment.

Jun Xiaomo stood next to Nan Xiaoxiao, looking at her at a loss, with panic in his eyes, wanting to comfort her, but not knowing where to start.

Even when she saw Nan Yan, Nan Xiaoxiao just raised her head, her eyes dim, as if they had lost all their luster.

"Mom, will it take us a long time to steal the little treasure out?"

"If Xiaobao stays alone in the palace, will that bad woman bully him again? If the bad guy's father is so unreasonable, Xiaobao will definitely be wronged."

She and Xiaobao had not been separated for too long since she was a child, and now Xiaobao was taken away.

Maybe--

She can never get Xiaobao back!

Nan Xiaoxiao's nose was sore, her eyes were red, and there was mist in her big eyes, but she was holding back the tears.

Looking at the grievance on the little girl's face, Nan Yan's heart stung slightly. She quickly stepped forward and took the little girl's soft little body into her arms.

"Xiao Xiao, mother is already making arrangements. In a few days, we will steal Xiao Bao away."

Nan Xiaoxiao swallowed harder and nodded with red eyes: "Well, I miss Xiaobao so much, wuwu, what if Xiaobao is bullied?"

Nan Yan fell silent.

What came to her mind was the scene of that day.

That day, Jun Juechen stood beside Nan Yunrou without hesitation, forcing Xiaobao to apologize.

As soon as she thought of Xiaobao's forbearance and grievance, her chest was filled with anger, and even the hand holding Nan Xiaoxiao tightened suddenly.

"I'm sorry..." Jun Xiaomo looked at Nan Yan apologetically, "I was the one who harmed Xiaobao. If it weren't for me being such a waste, my mother-in-law wouldn't dislike me so much, and Xiaobao wouldn't do it because of me.

and suffered injustice.”

In the end, it's all his fault.

If only he could be more obedient, his mother and concubine would not treat Xiao Bao like this...

Somehow, Jun Xiaomo's trembling voice made Nan Yan's heart tremble.

She slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on Jun Xiaomo's small face that was exactly the same as Nan Xiaobao's.

Jun Xiaomo pinched his sleeves nervously, his face tensed, and his red eyes were filled with guilt and even a little fear.

He was afraid that Aunt Nan would hate him for this.

He was even more afraid that he would never see Xiaobao again——

"Jun Xiaomo," Nan Yan lowered her eyes and looked at Jun Xiaomo, "No parent in this world would dislike their children."

Jun Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, then gradually raised his head and slowly fell towards Nan Yan.

"Besides, I don't believe that Jun Juechen's son will be a loser."

Even if Nan Yan continues to hate Jun Juechen, Nan Yan knows better than anyone how powerful Jun Juechen is.

In order to deal with Jun Juechen, she had often inquired about Jun Juechen's strength over the years, but this man was always so unfathomable.

And as Jun Juechen’s son, how could Jun Xiaomo be a waste!

Nan Yan's words made Jun Xiaomo's eyes freeze and he was slightly dazed.

Aunt Nan said, he is not...a waste?

"You don't have to worry too much. I won't let Xiaobao get hurt. I will bear with you for a few more days. After a few days, I will take Xiaobao away."


Chapter completed!