Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

After Mo Ziqi treated his wounds and washed himself, it was already bright outside. At this time, he should actually lie on the bed and have a good rest, but he still remembered that he had something to do, so he sat on the head of the bed, He called Butler Xu in.

"I asked you to check the information yesterday, okay?"

"Okay." Steward Xu entered the door, and respectfully handed over the information on his hand to Mo Ziqi, while paying close attention to his expression with his eyes.

Mo Ziqi lowered his head and flipped through the documents. He didn't look up, but seemed to feel his gaze, and said, "Don't worry, I won't die."

Butler Xu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then looked at Mo Ziqi with a touch of emotion, thinking that he didn't want to make him worry.

Mo Ziqi had very detailed information, not only did he investigate Xin Furong and Xin Ziwen clearly, but he also investigated the Bai family.

This Xin Furong was a good student with good character and learning at school. The teacher likes it, and the students love her too. Why is she so virtuous at home?

Is it because Yang Rong, the stepmother, failed?

Mo Ziqi is not interested in these things, the only thing he cares about is whether his prey will be bullied by others.

"Check Yang Rong's background tomorrow." Mo Ziqi put down the document and said, pinching the bridge of his nose tiredly.

"Yes." Steward Xu nodded respectfully, seeing that Mo Ziqi had already closed his eyes by leaning against the head of the bed, knowing that he was about to rest, he carefully backed out.

Xin family.

At daybreak, Xin Furong was dragged to school by Xin Ziwen, and she didn't meet Yang Rong face to face, so naturally there was no dispute.

Yang Rong took three days off and planned to stay at home with her daughter for the next few days.

The first thing I do in the morning is to warm up my daughter's milk. Seeing her lying on the bed, squinting her eyes and drinking happily, her mood is also beautiful.

"Miao Miao, how did you meet that big brother yesterday?" Yang Rong asked while gently stroking her daughter's little face.

At this moment in the morning, Xin Miaomiao was the most confused. She opened her big eyes in a daze, and gulped the milk bottle a few times before she had time to answer: "Chasing cats, cats run, meow chasing." Said At this point, she seemed to have remembered something bad, wrinkled her cute little face, and moaned: "Meow, I don't like meow."

The words are vague, and I don't know what I don't like.

"Then how is big brother treating Miao Miao? Did he bully Miao Miao?" Yang Rong asked again.

"Meow?" Xin Miaomiao's short legs kicking towards the sky suddenly stopped, and then she turned her head to look at Yang Rong beside her, blinking her big eyes, jumping up from the bed almost at the speed of light, throwing away the milk bottle, He fell into Yang Rong's arms.

"Meow. Miao Miao is good, will mom not meow?" The little guy asked pitifully, and the little chubby hugged Yang Rong's neck tightly, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

If it was just a coincidence that Xin Miaomiao asked Xin Xiaotian last night, then now that Yang Rong was asked again, she knew that things must not be that simple.

This is a piece of meat that fell off her body, and she has been keeping it by her side for four years. Does Xin Miaomiao not know what kind of temperament she is?

She would ask this question one after another, it must be because someone said they don't want her!

But who would it be?

Xin Furong, or Xin Ziwen, or that little boy from yesterday?