Bo Shiyan is peeling shrimps.

Gradually, Ning Nuannuan found that the five little dumplings around her also began to peel shrimps seriously.

Ning Nuannuan thought at first that the children were going to eat crayfish, but as she peeled them off, she realized something was not right.

The little guys put all the crayfish they had peeled into her bowl.

"You all stripped it to me?" Ning Nuannuan asked in confusion.

"Mommy has been having a hard time lately! We can't help, but we can peel shrimps!"

"Mommy, just wait for us. When we grow up, we can help you, and you don't have to work so hard!"

"Mommy, eat more!"

"Yes! Yes! If it's not enough, we can continue peeling it off!"

The five little ones all really cared for her, and this feeling of being pampered filled her heart with warmth. She divided the peeled shrimp into six parts, hers were more, and the other five were smaller but evenly distributed.

"It's enough for me to eat these." Ning Nuannuan said with a smile: "You guys should eat these together too. Don't refuse. I am your mommy and you are also my babies. Unless you don't like to eat, we will eat together." eat."

The five little guys, with five pairs of bright eyes, all agreed with smiles.

"Good drop!"

"Good drop!"

"Good drop!"

"Good drop!"

Bo Shiyan looked at Ning Nuannuan's interaction with the five children, with a faint smile in his narrow phoenix eyes.

He was lucky to meet Ning Nuannuan in his life, and to have these five sensible and well-behaved little guys. He would never let anyone ruin the happiness he wanted most in this life.

……

He family.

Lin Lang held the urn containing He Ran's ashes, his eyes blurred from crying, and his hair had turned a lot gray in just two or three days.

He Shuo looked at the urn heartbrokenly, feeling angry and hateful in his heart.

He Ran's death, how could he, a father, not want to seek an explanation for him? But in terms of human relations, it was He Ran who made the mistake first. He wanted to attack Rong Hai's precious granddaughter and hold the Kang family accountable, but Kang Jue was cleared of all charges.

He Shuo clenched his fists, blood surged in his chest, but he found that he was helpless in the face of all this.

"He Shuo! Your son is dead!" Lin Lang grabbed He Shuo's arm and shook it desperately: "You have to avenge him! Our son can't just die inexplicably."

He Yi stood aside and said calmly: "Madam, my brother has passed away. You have to express your condolences. The police can't bring anything against the Kang family. What about the Rong family, we, the He family, can't do anything. My father also felt sad for his brother's death, but Now he has no better way."

Hearing this answer, plus the fact that this answer came from He Yi's mouth.

Lin Lang's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared at He Yi: "You bitch, what qualifications do you have to dictate here!"

He Yi pursed his lips and said nothing, but still pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His eyes were red, filled with the grievance of being slandered by words.

He Shuo saw this and said, "Lin Lang, shut up! A Yi is right, what do you want me to do about this matter? It was you who instigated our son to use such despicable methods to provoke Rong Lan. !

The murderer left no evidence. Where do you want me to find the murderer? Or do you insist on watching me bite the Kang family and Rong family like a mad dog, offend them, and let other aristocratic families see our jokes? ! "

Lin Lang was driven crazy by He Ran's death and said without hesitation: "So what! He Ran is our son! You treat him like this! How on earth did you become a father?! Or are you being treated like this bitch? Brainwashed, I really want to train him to be the heir! No! No! No one can take He Ran’s position! This position belongs to He Ran!”

He Shuo glanced at his crazy wife with disgust.

"I won't be nagging you."

He Shuo wanted to leave, but Lin Lang grabbed his hand.

"You can't leave! I haven't finished my sentence yet!"

Lin Lang was in so much pain that He Shuo couldn't empathize with him. He pushed his wife away coldly. The once elegant and dignified lady fell to the ground, with disheveled hair and a gray face. She looked as embarrassed as she wanted!

"He Shuo, come back! Come back! I am your wife!"

He called out again and again, but failed to make He Shuo look back.

He Shuo was protective of He Ran, but to Lin Lang, He Ran was the only one, but to He Shuo, he was one of many sons. When a person dies, it hurts, but it doesn't hurt that much.

Lin Lang lay on the ground, gritting his teeth angrily and looking at He Shuo's back.

But this time.

A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on her fingers.

"what!"

Lin Lang screamed, his face contorted in pain.

"He Yi...it's you, you bitch!"

He Yi didn't squat down, but instead used his shoe to crush her a few times. There was no elegance and gentleness in the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses. Those eyes were like poisonous snakes, sinister and vicious, as if they wanted to swallow her whole. clean.

"You...you dare to do this to me?"

"Madam, the scoundrel is alive, but the noble breed is dead." Every word He Yi said was like a dull knife, digging into Lin Lang's heart: "In the future, the scoundrel will still treat the nobles' belongings in the future." Take back everything you planted...just live well and watch this day come!"

"How dare you say such a thing? Are you afraid that I will tell your father!"

"You agreed." He Yi chuckled, as if he heard a ridiculous joke: "It's just... I just want to see if father believes you or me?"

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