Three-year-old Zai Zai became popular in the doomsday live broadcast room

Amidst the quarrels, Yu Mian finally heard Mo Lin's answer: "Okay, I will think about it."

The meeting room fell silent because of this sentence.

Yu Mian was cold from head to toe.

She clenched her five fingers tightly into her palms, slid her back against the wall and sat on the ground, her legs bent, and hugged her knees exhaustedly.

The long and curly eye feathers trembled slightly, and were half closed, covering the pupils.

The cunning rabbit dies and the hunting dog cooks, this is an eternal truth.

Even though she knew this truth a long time ago, Yu Mian still couldn't help but feel chilled.

Wanting to be handed over to the Federation and being handed over to the Federation are two completely different feelings.

When they were brought in, it was Mo Lin who personally admitted that she and her tribe members would become citizens of Bright City.

Have equal human rights, and equal identities.

just now……

The door of the conference room opened at this moment, and the councilors came out one after another, noticing Yu Mian who was squatting in the corner, and everyone was a little surprised.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help but gather together at the door, discussing in low voices:

"Why is this kid here?"

"Won't she listen to what we just said?"

"It shouldn't be possible. I think the child has his eyes closed, and he should be asleep."

After all, everyone is still guilty.

It's one thing to have a high-sounding discussion in the conference room just now, but after all, they are all prominent figures in Guangming City, and they still need a little face when they go out.

To do such a thing of stabbing someone in the back, especially if this person is only a three-year-old child, if someone hits him, he won't be able to hold his face.

Maureen was the last to come out of the conference room.

When I heard "this child" mentioned in the mouths of the congressmen, my heart jumped up.

When the councilors saw him coming out, they all turned sideways to make way for him: "City Lord."

Yu Mian raised her head at this moment.

Tiredness was written all over her fair little face, and there were thick dark circles under her eyes, obviously she hadn't slept for many days.

She yawned feebly.

Someone among the congressmen hurriedly walked over to comfort her with a smile: "Little Yu Mian, aren't you in the dungeon? Why did you come back up here? How dangerous it is. Go back and rest quickly. Look at you, you are so tired that you have dark circles around your eyes." They're all out."

Maybe it was because of the stabbing in the back just now, and I wanted to say something to relieve my guilt, but the other congressmen also bent down and echoed with smiles.

Yu Mian blinked and looked at them calmly.

These councilors who had been turning a blind eye to her in the past were now more concerned about her than one by one.

Simply ironic.

Maureen squeezed in through the path made by the congressmen.

He knelt down in front of Yu Mian and reached out to rub her head.

Distressed and guilty.

"Mianmian, the residents of the dungeon these days have worked so hard for you to take care of them. The secretary told me that you have done a great job, but you are also very tired. Can I send you back to the dungeon?"

"I don't want it." Yu Mian looked up at him, shaking her head slowly, like a stubborn and disobedient child.

Clear and clean eyes are like the sea without any waves.

Mo Lin didn't dare to look at her, but forced the corners of his lips, and softened his voice: "Be obedient, Mianmian..."

"I don't want to go back." Yu Mian repeated stubbornly, "Brother Molin, I know that the Federation wants me, and I have already handed over the dungeons to Brother Nasir, so you can send me to the Federation. "

As soon as this remark came out, not only Mo Lin, but also the faces of all the congressmen present were full of splendor.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes turned around, and finally fell back on Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's complexion was not looking good either.

His big hand landed on Yu Mian's head, and he didn't know how to move for a moment.

After a long time, he patted Yu Mian on the top of her hair, pretending to be relaxed and giving a vicious look to teach others: "Don't talk nonsense, Mian Mian, you are a citizen of Guangming City, don't think about it, at any time, we will Never give up……"

"Brother Mo Lin." Yu Mian weakly interrupted him, "Just send me there."

"Mianmian..." Mo Lin stared at her blankly.

Yu Mian turned her head, her eyes were empty, playing with their shadows reflected on the floor.

Her voice was light, and she didn't sound like a three-year-old child: "I hope you can do what you say, and after I leave, you can properly arrange my family."

Mo Lin's pupils shrank, and now he didn't dare to look at Yu Mian anymore.

The congressmen also knew that what they said just now was heard by the child in front of him. They all looked down at the ground with burning faces, as if they had been slapped one after another.

There was silence, and no one continued to speak.

Yu Mian leaned her back against the wall, relieved after feeling sad.

She slept on the ground for one night, and Maureen and several councilors took care of her more earnestly.

Maybe it was because of guilt, or maybe it was to prevent her from changing her mind suddenly.

Yu Mian didn't know, and she didn't want to guess.

Early the next morning, someone specially asked someone to bring her a beautiful pink princess dress.

Very heavy work, complicated workmanship, exquisite and cumbersome.

Yu Mian put on her clothes expressionlessly, refused Mo Lin's help, and combed two low ponytails in front of the mirror.

Mo Lin had someone notify the people of the Federation in advance, and the artillery fire bombarding the sky above Bright City finally stopped.

The city gate was wide open, and 50 meters away from the gate, stood three girls in white military uniforms.

The one standing in the middle, whom I had seen in the reception room before, was Bai Lu.

Mo Lin sent Yu Mian out of the city gate, and a message came from the opposite side: "City Lord Mo Lin please stay and let Yu Mian come over by himself, the Federation will withdraw its troops as agreed."

"Mianmian." Mo Lin held Yu Mian's hand, fingers trembling, Yu Mian didn't even look at him, and directly took his hand away from him.

She walked towards the opposite side expressionlessly.

Bai Lu looked at her coldly, and the two girls behind her suddenly moved to both sides.

Mo Lin stood where he was, holding a heart.

The soldiers around him kept urging him to close the door: "City Master, don't look, we should go in."

Mo Lin looked up hesitantly for a while, frowned tightly, said "I'm sorry" to himself, turned around and walked inside the city gate.

Yu Mian is small and walks very calmly.

Her eyes were empty, she looked ahead, step by step, as if she didn't know what dragon's pool and tiger's lair she was about to go to.

She walked about 20 meters, and the three people on the opposite side suddenly raised their hands.

Everyone held a gun in their hands.

The muzzles of the guns were all aimed at Yu Mian.

The two soldiers guarding the gate of Guangming City were about to close the gate. Mo Lin was so confused that he couldn't help but look back.

Suddenly his pupils dilated, and he hurriedly rushed out of the city gate: "Mianmian, get out of the way!"

When two soldiers saw this, one hurried to Lamoline, and the other immediately closed the gate.

The man on the other side pulled the trigger.