President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Xuanyuan Qing was stunned by the crisp sound of glass shattering.

When I came back to my senses, I was angry and distressed, "Ah Mo, what are you doing, this is the perfume your father gave me, and it is purely handmade!"

Every bottle is full of Chu's father's love, how can it be thrown out like this and smashed into pieces?

If it was something else that could be used after picking it up, Xuanyuan Qing had already got off the car to pick it up and dust it off.

"Didn't you hear the doctor say that you can't use perfume now? You're dying!" Xuanyuan Mo asked.

He roared, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and only ferocity remained on his handsome face.

Seeing Xuanyuan Qing tremble all over.

This is the first time in my impression that her Ah Mo got so angry.

"I... didn't I forget just now, I don't need it in the future, I don't need it in the future, okay?" She tried hard to appease Xuanyuan Mo's emotions.

But Xuanyuan Mo's anger could not be extinguished no matter what.

"Can you live for yourself once, do you know what you look like now? An extremely humble slave!"

"Ah Mo, how can you say that about me?" Xuanyuan Qing looked at him incredulously, "I am your mother."

"It's true that you are my mother, but in the same way, in front of Chu's father, you are a low-spirited slave with no dignity or bottom line." Xuanyuan Mo said coldly.

Snapped!

Xuanyuan Qing's slap fell directly on Xuanyuan Mo's face.

In fact, she regretted it after hitting it.

"Ah Mo, I didn't do it on purpose, it's just that I was too angry just now, that's why I..."

Xuanyuan Mo turned his head slowly, and glanced at Xuanyuan Qing, "It's okay, anyway, in your eyes, I'm not as important as Father Chu."

"Of course you are very important. You are my son. Everything I do in my life is for you. It's just that your father and I are finally together. It's really not easy. Can you, don't treat me like this he?"

There was already a pleading in the tone.

Isn't he the lowly slave that Xuanyuanmo said?

Xuanyuan Mo's eyes gradually darkened.

In the end, he remained silent and sent Xuanyuan Qing back to Haitian Shengxia.

Then drive away.

Only a back figure was left, and Xuanyuan Qing stared blankly.

"Ah Mo, I just hope that our family can live in harmony, why is it so difficult?" Xuanyuan Qing murmured in a low voice.

-

On this end, Xuanyuan Mo drove to a private restaurant on the outskirts of the city.

He made an appointment to meet.

After waiting for about an hour, that figure appeared in his sight.

"Kedas expert." Song Runian said.

That's right, the person Xuanyuan Mo wanted to meet was Song Runian!

"Miss Song," Xuanyuan Mo got up, and pulled out the chair for Song Runian thoughtfully, "I'm sorry, you just gave birth and I want you to come see me. The road is bumpy, right?"

Song Runian shook her head, "There's nothing bumpy, it's okay."

After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, what do you want from me?"

"I want you to check something for me." Xuanyuan Mo said, taking out a bulging handkerchief.

Song Runian subconsciously wanted to reach out to open it.

"Let me come, it's full of fragments, it's easy to hurt your hands." Xuanyuan Mo said, helping out, and opened the handkerchief.

Inside, are fragments of a perfume bottle.

Before she had time to speak, Song Runian frowned, "You want me to check, what's wrong with this perfume, or, who made this perfume?"

Xuanyuan Mo understood the important point in these words, "Why do you ask such a question, don't tell me, you already knew there was something wrong with this perfume?"