The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Yun Yan left Fang Qingqing's room without stopping, and closed the door behind him.

As soon as he came out, he saw Xiao Yunsheng walking towards the children's room under the leadership of Feng's mother.

Seeing Yun Yan coming out, Xiao Yunsheng raised her hands for him to hold.

Yun Yan's expression immediately became gentle, and he knelt down and picked him up.

"Have you taken a shower?" He looked at Feng's mother.

"Washed."

Mother Feng had a kind face and a very gentle and loving voice. Looking at Xiao Yunsheng at this time, it was like looking at her own little grandson.

"I know, let's go down first."

Yun Yan hugged little Yun Sheng and went directly to the children's room.

There is a room on the second floor specially designed for little Yunsheng. It is filled with all kinds of toys, trampolines, switches, slides and everything else a little boy needs.

As soon as he opened the door, before anyone could get in, there was a rush of footsteps behind him.

"Brother Yunyan!"

Su Jialuo rushed over anxiously and took Yun Yan's arm.

Yun Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at Su Jialuo holding his hand. The latter quickly moved away nervously, "I'm sorry, brother Yun Yan, I'm in a hurry and want to talk to you."

"Now is the time for Yun Sheng and I to spend time together. We can talk about anything else after we are done."

As he spoke, he moved his body to one side, widening the distance between the two of them, and there was no intimacy in his tone.

"I'm really anxious. Brother Yunyan, I'll just take a few minutes of your time."

Xiao Yunsheng really didn't like this aunt interrupting their parent-child time, so she touched Yun Yan's earlobe and said:

"Dad, go back quickly. Mom and I are waiting for you here."

Rather than letting this unpleasant aunt linger here, it would be better for them to finish talking early, otherwise what if the little stepmother comes and sees her later and becomes unhappy.

Although she might not care.

Xiao Yunsheng was unhappy and stared at Su Jialuo with her mouth pouted.

Su Jialuo still pretended to smile at him, then impatiently pulled Yunyan's arm and brought him out.

"You have something to say here."

After walking around the corner, Yun Yan broke free without leaving any trace.

Seeing Yun Yan's indifference, Su Jialuo didn't dare to touch him anymore. After all, he couldn't be too anxious after so many years of damage, not to mention that the most important thing now is not this.

"Brother Yunyan, something happened to Zhou Zechuan. He is my high school classmate and my best friend in the circle. Can you help him? Only you can help him now!"

It's nine o'clock in the evening, and in three hours, Zhou Zechuan is finished!

Yun Yan raised his hands to roll up his sleeves without even raising his eyelids.

"You should give money, you should keep your mouth shut. The rules of this circle have always been like this. Have you forgotten?"

After talking about it, the man raised his eyes and glanced at Su Jialuo indifferently.

"But he is my best friend! Brother Yunyan, please help him."

Su Jialuo didn't know that Yun Yan already knew the whole thing, so he pretended to be pitiful:

"Just because of our friendship over the past many years, please help him, brother Yunyan."

To put it bluntly, this matter has nothing to do with her, and she cannot sit idly by and ignore it.

Yun Yan suddenly raised his eyes, looked at her seriously, and asked:

"Are you involved in this matter?"

Su Jialuo was frightened and turned pale, but quickly calmed down with her superb acting skills.

"How could it be? I want to help him purely because of our many years of friendship. Brother Yunyan, I have always been a sentimental person, as you know."

Even now, she still didn't forget to create a character for herself, so that Yun Yan could think of the self he once loved.

A trace of ridicule flashed in Yun Yan's eyes.

"He has his own company, and so many people depend on him for a living. You don't have to worry about this."

Even if he doesn't recognize this person, Yun Yan still knows the commercial value of Zhou Zechuan. If he collapses, then his agency will lose more than the gain.

They will definitely spend money to bribe the paparazzi and solve this crisis.

It wasn't that Su Jialuo didn't know, but she was just too afraid of getting burned. She thought that as long as Yunyan spoke, she could protect Zhou Zechuan without fail.

I didn't expect that brother Yunyan, who used to be responsive to my every request, would now be so indifferent.

She looked at Yun Yan hurt.

"What if Fang Qingqing begs you? Brother Yunyan, you know that Fang Qingqing liked Zhou Zechuan before she married you. If she begs you, will you agree?"

Yun Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold and he replied indifferently: "She can't!"

After saying that, Yun Yan's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and he suddenly thought of something. He looked at the woman in front of him very seriously and said:

"You'd better not involve Fang Qingqing in everything. She's different from you. In addition, if the matter at your house is finished, it's best to move back as soon as possible. Living here all the time will be a bit inconvenient after all."

Su Jialuo felt cold all over and couldn't help but take two steps back and lean on the escalator.

"Brother Yunyan, are you trying to drive me away?"

"It was originally a temporary solution to stay here, and besides, I am now..." He raised his head and glanced at Fang Qingqing's door, and continued: "I already have a family, so it's not very convenient for you to be here."

After that, he turned around and walked straight back to the children's room.

Su Jialuo's eyes turned red when she looked at his back. Did he really care about Fang Qingqing that much?

No, she didn't believe it. Brother Yunyan must still be angry because of his refusal to say goodbye. He was using Fang Qingqing as a shield to anger her.

Fang Qingqing changed her clothes and rushed to the children's room. Yun Yan was protecting Yun Sheng with one hand in the air, watching him move slowly on the horizontal bar.

Seeing Fang Qingqing come in, Xiao Yunsheng let go of his hand and jumped down.

"Little stepmom, why are you here so late!" Her milky voice was filled with unhappiness.

Fang Qingqing glanced at Yun Yan, who had put away his gentle expression, and thought to herself: You have to ask your dad about this!

With this thought in mind, he still gently picked up Xiao Yunsheng and said, "You just took a shower. Let me smell if Xiao Yunsheng is clean!"

He put his nose close to the child's soft neck and inhaled sharply.

"what!"

Xiao Yunsheng pushed her away, "Little stepmother, you are such a pervert!"

"Hey, where did you learn such words, you kid!" Fang Qingqing let him go with satisfaction.

Someone sucks a cat, but she sucks a child. Is that wrong?

It’s just spiritual oxygen!

The moment she let go of the child, her fingers pulled down some of his clothes, and then she saw the speckled red marks on his neck.

"How is this going?"

She hugged Xiao Yunsheng and pulled away his clothes to inspect.

Xiao Naibao obviously had the intention to avoid, but was quickly trapped by Yun Yan's big hand, and he also saw it.

There were red marks everywhere on the child's fair neck and arms. It was obvious that they were pinched hard.

Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan looked at each other, their eyes filled with the same anger.

"Shengsheng, what's going on?"

Yun Yan, a person as stable as Mount Tai, was no longer calm at this moment.

Xiao Yunsheng lowered his head and said nothing.

"Child, speak!"

Fang Qingqing held his face and forced him to look at them.

Xiao Yunsheng shook his head, "It's nothing. I can handle small things myself."

Sure enough, something happened!

Yun Yan glanced at Fang Qingqing, with anger in his eyes, and stood up and left the children's room.

Soon, I heard a roar from outside the door: "Feng Ma!"

The thunder roared, and no one dared to neglect it. Even if it was just calling Feng Ma, other servants in the house heard the sound and rushed over to stand in a row, waiting silently for instructions.

Yun Yan didn't often get angry at home, but when he did, it would definitely be a big deal.

Feng's mother was frightened, stumbled and ran upstairs, lowered her head and bent over:

"Sir, you called me?"

Yun Yan's eyes were frighteningly cold, "You just gave the young master a bath, did you find anything wrong?"

Feng's mother is responsible for taking care of Xiao Yunsheng's daily life and clothing. There is no way she wouldn't have noticed such an obvious injury while taking a shower. Since she didn't report it after seeing it, there is only one possibility...

These injuries were caused by her!

Feng's mother shivered with fright and bent even lower.

"Say!"

This sound made everyone downstairs tremble in fright.

Feng's mother's face was covered with cold sweat, she shook her head repeatedly and said: "No, no! Sir, no!"

Yun Yan's chest was rising and falling, and he had a peerless handsome face. At this moment, his expression was like that of Hell. He looked at Feng Ma's eyes as if a cold arrow was about to pierce through him.

Just when everyone was sweating for Feng's mother, a soft and waxy voice came:

"I didn't let her say it."