"Ha ha!" Qin Xuefu doesn't believe that steamed stuffed bun is born like this. She seems to be a little milk bag over four years old. She can only watch cartoons and ask for lollipops. What he said just now was taught by Qin ran.

"Don't say such things in front of your aunt that you don't understand yourself. If your aunt is angry, your father will drive you out of the house."

"Hum!" the little steamed stuffed bun hugged his arm, snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of contempt. "Miss Qin Xuefu, you know, no one taught me to say this. Also, you can't affect Mu Qingyu. Haven't you found out that he never took you seriously after you've been with him for so long?"

Hearing this, Qin Xuefu's face looked ugly. Yes, she knew something from the beginning. But after self deception, no one is allowed to expose it.

Especially a little thing.

"I'll give you twenty-four hours to think about it. It's best if you can handle those words on the microblog by yourself. If you can't handle them well, I'll explain it for you myself." the steamed stuffed bun jumped down from the sofa. It's small, but it's not small at all.

Qin Xuefu was stimulated by this. She bit her teeth and sneered a few times. Then she said, "you little bastard, you think you will. You can threaten me?"

"Can I threaten you, you know! Is Mr. Nian's tea good? Is his big bed comfortable for you?" said the little steamed stuffed bun, turning his back and walking towards the door of the ward.

Hearing Mr. Nian's three words, Qin Xuefu's face became very ugly, and it seemed as if sky thunder sounded above her head.

This was many years ago. How did little wild seed know? Did Qin ran tell him?

"My patience is limited. I hope you will cherish your time!" then the steamed stuffed bun opened the door.

He hates Qin Xuefu. He hates the woman who made his Mommy sad. But he will not retaliate against her as they say. She will torture slowly.

If his mother loses her reputation, so will the bad woman.

Mommy is his favorite woman. He will protect her with everything.

After the steamed stuffed bun left, Qin Xuefu sat on the hospital bed trembling with anger, but she couldn't immediately rush out and catch the steamed stuffed bun to repay.

She bit her teeth and finally picked up her mobile phone to find Meng Yiyi's number.

"It's me. Didn't you say there's a way to let the cub die? Can you do it now? I want him to be unlucky now!"

"Ha ha, so angry?" Meng Yiyi's fingers are playing around a ribbon. The tone is lazy, as if watching Qin Xuefu's jokes.

Qin Xuefu was so angry that she said, "what else? Don't you want him to die?"

"I want to. But I'm sorry, my man is not online now and can't do it right away. If you really hate it, do it yourself!"

With that, Meng Yiyi hung up the phone.

The person she relies on is talking about a project recently. She won't start with the people in Beicheng within a week. She can only be honest first.

Qin Xuefu looked at the black screen and was almost mad.

After she scratched the quilt very wrinkled, she thought of another person, mu Congyun, who is said to be cultivating.

After changing her mobile phone number, she sent a message to Mu Congyun.

"Don't you want revenge?"

Mu Congyun is recuperating in his small villa at the moment. When he receives the text message, his eyes are slightly dark and quickly click to reply: "what do you mean?"

Qin Xuefu continued to send a message: "I don't like Mu Qingyu's cub. I want him to die. If you want to, we will cooperate. If I let someone follow me, I will create chaos and separate him from Qi Yue. What to do with the rest is up to you."

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