CEO's Imprisoned Wife

Just as Yan Haoyuan and Luo Shaner wanted to make further moves, they suddenly heard Xiaole crying outside.

Luo Shaner was stunned, hurriedly pushed yanhaoyuan away, put on a coat, and hurried out.

Although Yan Haoyuan was annoyed, he was also worried about whether Xiaole had an accident. He hurried out with great strides behind Luo Shaner.

In the living room, Xiaole's little figure sat on the ground, holding his little hand and crying for a while.

On the sofa sat a middle-aged woman of about 40 and a girl in her early twenties.

At the moment, the middle-aged woman is sitting on the sofa, maintaining a dignified and arrogant attitude, stirring coffee in her hands, as if she had never paid attention to the crying Xiaole on the ground.

The girl in her early twenties next to her fiercely pointed to Xiaole on the ground and scolded: "where are the wild seeds that dare to spill in front of me?"

Yan Mo'er was wiping the stains on his skirt and pointing to Xiaole's breach.

When Luo Shaner came out of the door, stood on the second floor and looked downstairs, what he saw was such a scene.

Looking at Xiaole's bullied figure, Luo Shaner only felt more sad than him.

Without a word, Luo Shaner rushed down the stairs and came to Xiaole.

Luo Shaner squatted down and circled Xiao Le sitting on the ground in his arms.

"Xiaole is good. With Mommy, don't cry..."

Luo Shaner hurriedly coaxed Xiaole.

But Xiaole saw Luo Shaner coming. Instead of stopping crying, he cried even more.

"Mommy, Xiaole hurts, Xiaole hurts... Sobbing..."

Xiaole handed his red and swollen hand to Luo Shaner, and all his tears and snot fell down at once.

Luo Shaner saw that Xiaole's little hand was scalded, and there were still residual rice grains on it.

Luo Shaner glanced at the porridge scattered on Xiaole, and suddenly his anger rushed up.

But now the most important thing is to treat Xiaole's wound first.

Luo Shaner quickly picked up Xiaole, stared at Yan Mo'er coldly, and then rushed into the bathroom.

"Xiaole is good. Mommy flushes Xiaole. It will be all right in a minute."

Luo Shaner hurriedly put Xiaole into the bathtub, then opened the shower and washed the scald on Xiaole's hand with cold water.

Luo Shaner worried that there were other places on Xiaole's body that were scalded. He frowned and asked with great concern, "Xiaole, tell mommy, where else does it hurt except her hands?"

Xiaole stopped crying and sobbed in a very low voice. Nuo Nuo pointed to his calf.

Seeing this, Luo Shaner quickly rolled up Xiaole's pants.

Sure enough, I found that there were signs of scalding in several places of the knee.

But fortunately, it was covered by clothes and was not directly scalded by the hot porridge. It was a little better than the situation on your hand, but it was also red.

Luo Shaner was distressed and anxious.

"Xiaole is good. Mommy will shout for you. It won't hurt."

Xiao le was scalded. Luo Shaner was too afraid to shout to him. He had to fan him with his hand.

The bathtub was soon filled with water.

"Xiaole, Mommy, go and give you the scald ointment now. Xiaole will sit here obediently, okay?"

"Wuwu, Xiaole doesn't want mommy to leave me. Xiaole wants to be with Mommy, Wuwu..."

Xiaole was a little afraid of being alone. She held Luo Shaner's hand pitifully.

Looking at Xiao Le's appearance, Luo Shaner had a bad feeling in her heart. She would rather be burned by herself.

"Well, well, Xiaole is with mommy. Mommy won't leave Xiaole alone."

Luo Shaner had to take Xiaole out of the bathtub, worried that he might catch a cold, took a bath towel to cover him, and then stepped out.

At this time, Yan Haoyuan was sitting there indifferently in the living room.

Seeing Luo Shaner coming out with Xiaole in his arms, Yan Haoyuan quickly stood up and greeted him.

"Xiao Le, how is he?"

Looking at the tears hanging on Xiaole's face, Yan Haoyuan also felt a bad taste in his heart.

Luo Shaner stared at Yan Mo'er behind him coldly. He didn't speak. He planned to go upstairs with Xiaole in his arms.

"Luo Shaner, stop for me. Who allows you to leave so swaggeringly."

Yan Mo'er shouted indulgently, as if she were the hostess of the house.

Hearing Yan Mo'er's cry, Xiao Le drilled into Luo Shan'er's arms with some fear.

Luo Shaner naturally didn't ignore Xiaole's subtle movements.

Luo Shaner is now full of Xiaole's burns. He doesn't pay attention to Yan Mo'er at all, and still walks towards the stairs.

But when Yan Mo'er saw that Luo Shaner ignored her so much, he immediately walked forward angrily and stretched out his hand to block Luo Shaner's way.

"I'm really shameless when I say you're a woman. Do you think you can take the position of the mistress of the Yanjia family with the wild seeds you don't know where you got from? I bah, you're just a shameless bitch!"

Yan Mo'er scowled coldly and scolded without any scruples.

Luo Shaner's face, which was not good-looking, suddenly turned completely black.

"Mommy, I'm afraid..."

Xiaole's big black eyes filled with fog, choked, and subconsciously hugged Luo Shaner's neck.

"Yan Mo'er, what are you talking about?"

Yan Hao stepped forward and stood beside Luo Shaner. His eyes scolded Yan Mo'er.

Yan Mo'er was unconvinced and hummed to Yan Haoyuan, "brother, am I wrong? This child is a wild seed, I......"

Snap——

Before Yan Mo'er finished his words, Yan Haoyuan raised his hand and gave her a hard slap.

The crisp voice sounded so loud in the silent living room.

Yan Mo'er was blindfolded, his right hand covered his beaten cheek, and his beautiful eyes were full of unbelievable.

"Brother, you beat me? You beat me for a bitch and a wild seed? Am I your sister?"

Yan Mo'er is extremely wronged and quarrels with Yan Hao Yuan.

Yan Haoyuan stared at her coldly. The cold atmosphere suddenly came out and shouted to Yan Mo'er, "apologize."

"Apologize? Brother, I'm the one who's been beaten now. Why should I apologize to this bitch and the wild species who don't know where to come from?"

Yan Hao's eyes were sinister. "Don't let me repeat what I said a second time."

"If I don't, I won't apologize. I won't."

Then, without waiting for Yan Haoyuan to attack, Yan Mo'er ran to the middle-aged woman who had been sitting on the sofa and drinking coffee.

"Mom, look at my brother. I'm kind enough to help him expose the real face of that bitch. I'll forget if he doesn't appreciate it. He also slapped me and asked me to apologize to that bitch. Mom, you must decide for me."

Yan Mo'er sat beside hibiscus, shook her arm for a while, and didn't forget to point to her swollen cheek to win sympathy.

Hibiscus is Yan Haoyuan's mother and the most senior hostess of Yan family.

Hibiscus, who had been sitting there watching the play, put down her coffee. She didn't speak, but looked at Luo Shaner.

Luo Shaner held Xiaole and looked at Hibiscus without fear.

But somehow, Luo Shaner had a rather strange feeling about the noble looking woman in front of him.

But it was only a moment.

At the thought that the scald on the little musician was probably the result of the woman's acquiescence, Luo Shaner didn't like her at all.

Yan Haoyuan patted Luo Shaner on the shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Shaner, take Xiaole upstairs first and leave the matter here to me."

Luo Shaner nodded, took another look at hibiscus, then automatically ignored Yan Mo'er who put his knife on her, and quickly took Xiaole upstairs.

After returning to the room, Luo Shaner put Xiaole on the bed and found the home medicine box.

Fortunately, some commonly used drugs are always available at home.

Luo Shaner took the burn ointment and carefully applied it to Xiaole's wound.

"Xiaole, you won't feel any pain after you take the medicine."

Luo Shaner calmed Xiaole for a while. She was afraid that Xiaole would have strange ideas because of what had just happened. That's not good.

Xiaole has also slowed down at this time. Although there are still tears on her face, she doesn't cry anymore.

"Mommy, Xiaole doesn't hurt anymore. I don't believe you see."

While talking, Xiaole smiled and shook his little hand, saying that he was really all right. At the same time, he didn't forget to make all kinds of ghost expressions for Luo Shaner to make her happy.

But the more Xiaole is so sensible, Luo Shaner feels more and more distressed in his heart.

"Xiaole, look into mommy's eyes. Mommy tells you that Xiaole is not a child no one wants. Xiaole is a good child of mommy and daddy and our best baby."

With that, Luo Shaner hugged Xiaole in his arms.

She doesn't know what such a small child has experienced, so she has learned to hide her pain at such a young age.

She doesn't want her Xiaole to be like this. She wants to tell him that he has parents who love her.

When someone bullies him, he can report to them openly, instead of swallowing all his grievances and carrying them alone.

These Luo Shaner herself can't do it now, let alone Xiaole who is so young.

"Oh, what is Mommy talking about? Of course Xiaole knows that mommy and Daddy are around, so Xiaole is the luckiest and happiest Xiaole."

Xiaole nests in Luo Shaner's arms and teases Luo Shaner.

But the word "wild seed" was not the first time he heard it when he was young.

But now, he can face these two words calmly.

Because he knows, he's not a wild boy no one wants.

He is Xiaole. He has a mommy who loves him, a father who loves him, and a father who is the best to him.

He has so many loved ones' love and care, so he is not a wild child no one wants.