It happened that Mu Qingyu also found mu Congyun here. He saw the text message saying that mu Congyun was in their hands, but he didn't refuse. He drove to the factory with his bodyguard.

In theory, the small toy factory in the western suburb of Beicheng belongs to Mu family, but in fact, it is the paradise of Beicheng where these people do small bad things at ordinary times.

Mu Congyun's eyes were still covered, and his ears were stuffed with earplugs. He couldn't hear anything.

The steamed stuffed bun is sitting upright. Xie Feng, code named crab boss, is not well. He thought of being crushed in the game, so he blew his head and howled.

"Why do you think I'm such a good cook? I was cheated by a child less than five years old?" Xie Feng beat his chest and feet.

LAN Bai, who had accepted the reality, said with a smile: "you're not alone. We're all the same. Think about the 17 people in our Doudou group who were fooled by him, and you'll be balanced!"

Don't say, Xie Feng can accept the result now. Yes, seventeen people have been trapped by the little guy, which shows that the little guy is really powerful.

"Mu Qingyu doesn't know where he got the good luck to have such a son." Lixia murmured.

The steamed stuffed bun hummed twice and said overbearing, "I have nothing to do with him! I'm smart because my mommy is Xueba!"

"Don't say, I've really heard of Qin Ran's reputation as a bully. So... If you want your children to be smart, you'd better marry a good wife!" Xie Feng smiled.

And just at this time, there was the sound of a car outside.

Mu Qingyu came in with someone.

When the door opened, it made a harsh sound. The steamed stuffed bun was still sitting on the iron sofa, supporting his chin with one hand, staring at the door like a little devil.

The distance is not far, so mu Qingyu saw the steamed stuffed bun when he came in.

When he saw his son's face, Mu Qingyu's eyebrows frowned tightly. His face was green and white, and changed a lot.

Why is his son here? Was he kidnapped?

"Let go of my son!" Mu Qingyu's cold voice rang through the whole warehouse. Now he is convinced that the steamed stuffed bun has been kidnapped.

The steamed stuffed bun was cold, but he jumped faster than before.

Hum! Scum man also knows to protect him!

"Sorry, Mr. mu, we can't let your son go!" Lan Bai glanced at the steamed stuffed bun.

The steamed stuffed bun jumped down from the sofa and stood with his hands down. He was as domineering as Mu Qingyu and said, "Mr. mu, I haven't been kidnapped."

The son's tone like an adult surprised Mu Qingyu. He stared at his son's small face with a complex look and waited for a while to understand.

These people have something to do with his son.

"Mu Xinglan, do you know what you're doing?" Mu Qingyu asked.

Little steamed stuffed bun nodded, but did not deny the current title, "Mr. mu, I'm avenging my mommy. You're the audience I invited. You can leave if you don't want to see it."

audience? Revenge?

The shock of the child's change to Mu Qingyu was not the same. He looked complex at the steamed stuffed bun and stretched out his hand and said, "Xinglan, come here."

The steamed stuffed bun curled his lips and smiled, "no! You weren't there when I was born. It's too hypocritical to want to compensate me now."

With that, little steamed stuffed bun turned around.

Although his face was cold and not of this age, they saw clearly, and a strange brilliance flashed in the little guy's eyes.

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