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"Su Wanwan?!" The woman's voice was extremely penetrating, attracting the attention of many people around.

Su Wanwan lowered the brim of her hat, she didn't want to have any trouble with the woman behind her now, and was about to leave the place of right and wrong quickly, but her wrist was tightly grasped.

"You are Su Wanwan, right?!"

"I'm sorry, you misidentified the person, I have something to do now..." Su Wanwan hadn't finished speaking when the hat was thrown to the ground by the visitor.

She hurriedly covered her face with her hands, but the woman pushed her arm away reluctantly.

Su Xi'er froze for a moment after seeing that face clearly. She received the news in the morning that Su Wanwan had returned to China, and she was thinking about when to meet the woman who ran away with her tail between her legs.

But I didn't expect to meet here.

Su Xi'er squeezed her throat and shouted into the distance, completely ignoring the gazes of the people around her. She wished she could make Su Wanwan make a fool of herself.

Holding Su Wanwan's hand more and more forcefully, "Brother Jing Ye, come quickly, she is really Su Wanwan."

Lu Jingye, who was exchanging glasses with others in the distance, was startled suddenly when he heard his girlfriend's voice.

He hadn't heard the three words "Su Wanwan" for a long time.

The man walked over quickly, with a disdainful smile on his face, and his voice was so soft and disgusting.

"Ha, that's true. Didn't I drive you out of the house back then? Why do you still have the face to come back?" While speaking, he poked Su Wanwan's body with his long nails.

Su Wanwan raised her eyes to meet his squinted eyes, and couldn't help cursing herself in her heart, how could she be blind to see such a bastard at the beginning, look at this person who is now fat and full of oil.

She suppressed her nausea and smiled brightly: "Come back to see if the damned person is dead, but I'm a little disappointed."

Su Xi'er didn't know whether it was because her IQ was offline or she wanted to pretend to be a fool to attract sympathy, so she raised her face and asked, "Who deserves to die?"

Su Wanwan pouted, put on an innocent expression, spread her hands and said, "You two."

"You!" Su Xi'er stomped her feet angrily, but fortunately Lu Jingye grabbed her hand in time, so Su Wanwan wasn't hit.

Naturally, Lu Jingye didn't want to protect her, but he was afraid that too much noise would disturb everyone's interest in attending Young Master Xiao's birthday party, and that if he caused all kinds of trouble, he would lose more than he gained.

The corner of his mouth turned sinister, "Why don't you see your child from back then? Could it be that you secretly killed it? Hahaha, after all, he is a bastard without a father."

Su Wanwan restrained the anger in her body, closed her lips tightly, and gritted her teeth.

"Lu Jingye, because you are an illegitimate child, you take it for granted that everyone in the world is abandoned by your own father?"

Lu Jingye's original smiling face darkened in an instant, and his facial features wished they were all wrinkled together in a hideous manner. He approached step by step, "Su Wanwan! Say it again if you have the ability!"

Su Wanwan was no longer afraid, she politely returned a bright smile, "Which sentence does Mr. Lu want to hear? An illegitimate child? Or... being thrown away by my father..."

Lu Jingye roared, and his whole body trembled violently with rage, "Su Wanwan, have you forgotten how you were kicked out of Su's house back then!"

At this time, they didn't realize that the two long figures of Ha and the little milk bag had stopped behind them.

Just when Lu Jingye raised his hand to hit Su Wanwan in the face, his wrist was grabbed hard, and then he was thrown down by gravity. Lu Jingye suddenly wondered if his arm was in the wrong position.

He grinned his teeth in pain, and when he saw Eleven in front of him, he was about to curse, but when he noticed Xiao Yanchen, he fell silent instantly.

Xiao Yanchen turned around and stood in front of Su Wanwan. The moment the two looked up at each other, they were both stunned.

Actually...we met again?
Su Qingyu rushed over angrily, and hit Su Xi'er with his fist, "Bad woman, bully my mommy, bad woman..." While speaking, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yanchen with tears in his eyes, "Daddy, you Help Mommy, this woman is too bad."

Su Xi'er was annoyed by the crying of the little milk bag under her, and when she raised her leg to kick Su Qingyu away, her body was pushed hard by Eleven, and she fell directly to the ground.

And Su Qingyu was also hugged back into his arms by Xiao Yanchen's big hand.

Su Wanwan half-opened her arms, feeling that she was in a trance just now, and the movements of the two were so fast that it was even faster than her subconscious reaction.

The man turned sideways with a blank face, and said in a cold tone, "Eleven, see off the guests." After speaking, he put the little milk bag into Su Wanwan's arms, and a strong masculine aura swept over Su Wanwan in an instant. nasal cavity.

She stared blankly at the man's superior profile, as if he was a noble king walking out of a portrait, his whole body was as cold as a mist.

His eyes extended along his smooth and sharp jaw line to his sexy thin lips, and finally stopped on the beautifully curved Adam's apple.

For a moment, Su Wanwan's heart was empty, and she refused to look away from her scorching eyes for a long time. The outline of the man really resembled her son's. Could it be him who is the father of the child?
It wasn't until Xiao Yanchen tilted her head slightly that Su Wanwan ran her hands through her hair by her ears in a panic, and said for no reason: "Ah... I'm fine."

Eleven Xunling made a gesture of "please" to Su Xi'er and Lu Jingye who were speechless next to him, and the words he said were more direct than Xiao Yanchen's.

"It seems that I still didn't understand what the young master meant. The Xiao Manor doesn't welcome the two of you today, so why don't you go away?"

Su Wanwan was taken aback, she didn't expect that this little assistant looked gentle and elegant, but saying such vulgar words didn't violate harmony at all.

Without thinking too much, she hurriedly followed Xiao Yanchen's footsteps, and when she finally reached the man's side, she thanked him: "Thank you just now."

Su Qingyu touched her face with tears in his eyes, "Mummy, today is Daddy's birthday, shall we accompany him?"

Su Wanwan turned pale with shock. Although she didn't know much about Xiao Yanchen, she could also know from some rumors on the Internet that this man symbolized the supreme status and power.

Moreover, Su Xi'er and Lu Jingye, who were bossy just now, were so frightened by him that they didn't dare to breathe out. Su Wanwan was even more sure that this man was a dangerous existence that she could never get close to.

"Good Qingqing, it's time for us to go home," Su Wanwan pampered the little guy's head, turned around and apologized to Xiao Yanchen, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, to trouble you."

Xiao Yanchen closed his eyes, only hummed softly, and the moment he lifted his feet to leave, he was stunned because his jacket was tightly held by a pair of small hands.

"Xiao Qingyu, you're being impolite again, let go uncle." Su Wanwan saw that he was not letting go, so she started to gently break the little guy's fingers, but she didn't know where he got so much strength to not let go.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Su Wanwan was startled, and then carefully glanced at Xiao Yanchen from the corner of her eye. There was still no emotion on the man's face, and there was a mysterious darkness in his eyes. Then he turned around and raised his hand to shave Su Qing. Yu's nose, "Come here."

Eleven had just finished dealing with the two obstructive guys, and when he rushed over to see the scene in front of him, he was stunned...

Is this the big boss whose family doesn't like physical contact?And this expression he has never seen before, is it happy?Why does it look so gentle to children?
Eleven concentrated his attention, patted his dusty cuffs, and walked over with his brows slightly raised.