You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

Jing Feiyuan had already stood up the moment Yu'er scratched Du Juan's cheek!

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the little Zaizai who had viciously hurt someone but was so frightened that she cowered in Grandma Tan's arms. Tears welled up in her eyes.

This is her son from her previous life!

that is!

He was close and dependent on Nanny Tan, who had taken care of him since he was a child, and was so vicious to Du Juan, who betrayed the mother and son and caused them to sink into the pond and die. Who could this not be her son from the previous life?

This is her biological son who was pregnant for ten months and raised to four years old!

"Yu'er!"

Jing Feiyuan could no longer restrain the excitement in her heart. With tears in her eyes, she stepped forward and picked up Yu'er, holding the child tightly in her arms.

"Yu'er!"

"Yu'er..."

"You are my mother's Yu'er..."

"You are really my mother's Yu'er..."

She looked down at Yu'er's little face, tears streaming down her face.

Yu'er was very happy to be back in his mother's arms, but when he saw his mother crying, he suddenly panicked.

He stretched out his chubby hand and wiped his mother's tears carelessly. Seeing that his mother's tears had wet his hands and he couldn't finish wiping them off, he pursed his lips and began to cry.

"Wow...Mom..."

The little Zaizai stretched out his arms and hugged his mother tightly, crying together with her, both of them were in tears.

Grandma Tan stood there helpless.

What happened here?

The young lady cried, the young master cried, and Du Juan also cried. What should she do?

As she was wandering around the young lady helplessly, she suddenly heard a man's deep and urgent voice coming from the yard——

"Miss Jing! Miss Jing!"

"Hey!"

Grandma Tan responded, quickly walked to the door of the room and opened the door.

Looking at the tall and erect prince standing in the yard, she was so frightened that she immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty..."

Ji Wushang walked up the steps quickly, "What's wrong with Miss Jing? I heard screaming in the yard next door. Did something happen to Miss Jing?"

Grandma Tan hurriedly said, "It's not that something happened to the young lady. It was the young master who stretched out his hand and scratched the young master's maid Du Juan. The young lady is holding the young master and crying!"

Ji Wushang was stunned when he heard this.

The little whale scratched Miss Jing's maid?

The little whale is so well-behaved. Why would he hurt others when he is so good?

Ji Wushang turned his head and glanced at the room. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward and walked to Jing Feiyuan's side.

Looking at the mother and son holding each other's arms and crying, Ji Wushang felt distressed and at a loss.

"What's wrong, Miss Jing? What's wrong with you?"

He stretched out his hand to wipe away Miss Jing's tears, but when he reached halfway, he forced himself to take it back.

He put his fingers behind his back and clenched them into fists.

He resisted the urge in his heart to hold the mother and son in his arms to comfort them, and said softly, "Miss Jing, stop crying. Tell me what happened, and don't break your body from crying——"

Having said this, he looked down at the maid who was kneeling aside and covering her cheek.

Dark red blood flowed from the gaps between the maid's fingers, and it looked like the injury was serious.

Ji Wushang frowned and asked Jing Feiyuan softly, "Did the little whale hurt someone for no reason and scared you? Come on, give the little whale to me, and I will educate him -"

"No!"

Jing Feiyuan was immersed in the sadness of the reunion of mother and son, when she suddenly saw Ji Wushang coming to rob someone, and she finally reacted.

She immediately dodged Ji Wushang's outstretched hand, turned around and hid the little whale in her arms.

She looked up at Ji Wushang with red eyes and emphasized, "This is my son, mine, my son."

Ji Wushang was stunned.

He looked at Jing Feiyuan in surprise.

What the hell happened?

Isn't this his son? How come Miss Jing, an eighteen-year-old childless girl, suddenly looks like she wants to steal his son from him?

Looking at Miss Jing like this, he was really...

Amidst the distress, there is a hint of humor.

He didn't want to be an outsider anymore.

As an outsider, he didn't even have the guts to hold Miss Jing in his arms when she cried.

He knew it was the wrong time, but Miss Jing's tears burned his heart and he couldn't control himself.

He leaned over slightly and looked at Miss Jing's tear-soaked eyes, and asked softly, "The little whale is your son, huh?"

Jing Feiyuan hugged her son tightly, "Yes!"

Ji Wushang stared into Jing Feiyuan's eyes without blinking, "But Miss Jing, this is obviously my son. Only my wife can take over my son. Only my wife can take my son away from me -"

His throat moved with difficulty, and in a joking tone, he asked the words that he longed for so much that his heart ached, "Miss Jing, do you want to be my wife, huh?"

Jing Feiyuan was stunned and subconsciously hugged her son tighter.

Yu'er was strangled by her mother and didn't say a word.

He felt his mother's uneasiness and sadness, so he obediently shrank his hands and feet and pushed himself into his mother's arms.

Jing Feiyuan looked down at his well-behaved son, then looked up at Ji Wushang who was very close at hand.

She clenched and unclenched her fingers, unclenched and clenched again, and a word came to her throat, but she couldn't get it out.

She looked at Ji Wushang for three breaths. Under the gaze of Ji Wushang's dark eyes, she suddenly clenched her fingers and said, "Your Majesty, I want to take Yu'er out."

Ji Wushang stared at her for three breaths and sighed softly.

Miss Jing didn't respond to him.

Ugh.

With a bit of unspeakable sadness, he stepped back gently and said calmly, "Okay, where are you going, I'll let Henry Zhang take you there."

Jing Feiyuan pursed her lips and said, "Zhao family."

Ji Wushang was stunned, then suddenly raised his head and stared at Jing Feiyuan, "Which Zhao family?"

Jing Feiyuan lowered his eyes, "Zhao Lingjie's house."

In an instant, Ji Wushang clenched his fingers tightly behind his back.

He stared at Jing Feiyuan and asked slowly, "What is Miss Jing doing there?"

Jing Feiyuan shook his head and said nothing.

She wanted to take Yu'er for final confirmation.

She wanted to know how Yu'er would react when she saw Zhao Lingjie and Zhao Qianshi.

If it is confirmed that Yu'er is her son in the previous life, then she will be Ding Yu'er's mother in this life!

Jing Feiyuan's silence made Ji Wushang's heart slowly sink.

He stared at Jing Feiyuan quietly, clenching his fingers tightly and then slowly loosening them.

There was suddenly some self-mockery in his eyes.

He thought to himself, no matter how bad a bastard Zhao Lingjie was, he was still Miss Jing's ex-husband, and it didn't matter that he was a prince, he couldn't even touch the word "husband".

So even if Miss Jing cried so sadly and felt so uncomfortable, even if he was standing here as a big man, Miss Jing would not throw herself into his arms for comfort and insisted on going out to find Zhao Lingjie...

Miss Jing felt uncomfortable, and the first thing she thought of was Zhao Lingjie!

Miss Jing said she hated Zhao Lingjie, but she must also love Zhao Lingjie in her heart, right?

Only when there is love can there be hate.

Ji Wushang's dark eyes stared at Jing Feiyuan for three breaths, and then he turned and left.

"Okay, I will ask someone to prepare the car."

He maintained his royal dignity and walked out calmly.

He stood outside the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, looking sideways at the open door.

After a few breaths, he slowly let go of his hand, and the jade ring on his thumb had been crushed into powder by him at some point.