Domineering president, forgive me

Ellens, almost when she heard the name, Xiang Qing's mood began to change.

"Ellens, the madman, the devil, the madman, the devil, the devil, the devil..."

Xiang Qing just kept repeating the same sentence, that is, he didn't say the following, but he worried Murong Qiu.

"Yes, Ellen is a devil, and then? Then what happened? You say, since you know, you say, my son and my grandson are in his hands! "

Murongqiu loosened his grip on Xiang Qing and said, "Xiang Qing, I beg you, OK? Just tell me where Ellen is! "

Xiang Qing looked at Murong Qiu blankly for a while, then smiled, shook his head and said:

"What you can't find, what you can't find, and who the devil hides, you can't find..."

She was still talking. In fact, her mental state had recovered a lot. At least when she heard Ellens, all the memories of Ellens had emerged.

"Don't look for it. You can't find it. The devil, ha ha ha ha ha, the devil began to play hide and seek... Son, where's my son? Who of you saw my son!"

Xiang Qing suddenly became excited. After looking around the house, he saw steamed stuffed buns, and his eyes softened a little.

"Son, come, come to my mother's arms and let my mother hug you, okay? Son. "

The steamed stuffed bun dodged. He really didn't like Xiang Qing. Every time he wanted to hold him, he was so tight that the steamed stuffed bun felt that he was about to lose his breath.

Xiang Qing was even more excited when she saw that the steamed stuffed bun was hiding from herself.

"Son, why don't you want your mother? How can you stop your mother, son? Come on, come to your mother's arms, come... "

Murongqiu worried about Jiang Yuanzhou's comfort. At this time, he didn't care so much. He let the two chase and make noise in the house.

As soon as the steamed stuffed bun saw that it was no way to go on like this, he immediately ran towards the attic and didn't forget to call the bodyguard guarding Xiang Qing.

"Take good care of aunt Xiang Qing. Don't let her come downstairs again, or I'll sue when my father comes back."

Knowing that the steamed stuffed bun was just joking, the bodyguards smiled carelessly, but guarded dutifully. No matter how Xiang Qing shouted inside, they didn't open the door for him at all.

Seeing that Xiang Qing had handled it, the steamed stuffed bun was a little relieved.

Dousha and Xiangyang have been missing for a long time. Now even Jiang Yuanzhou is gone, which makes the young child find the problem.

When he returned to the living room, murongqiu was no longer in the living room and didn't know where to go.

After asking the servant, he knew that murongqiu had gone back to his room.

The steamed stuffed bun asked the servant to pour a glass of milk and carried it to murongqiu's room.

"Knock knock -"

Murong Qiu thought it was the housekeeper. He answered weakly, "come in."

Steamed stuffed bun carrying milk, walked carefully towards Murong Qiu, looked at Murong Qiu who was suddenly haggard and said:

"Grandma, I also want to help find dad, bean paste and Mommy. I want to find them."

Murongqiu felt the sound of steamed stuffed bun, and then reluctantly cheered up. He touched the cheek of steamed stuffed bun painfully and comforted:

"It's all right. Your father, mommy and bean paste will be fine. They will come back safely."

Although it was to coax steamed stuffed bun, why didn't Murong Qiu say it to himself? If not, murongqiu felt that he couldn't make it.

"Grandma, I know I'm not old, so I can't help, but I'm really worried about my father and them. Grandma, just let me help."

Murong Qiu pursed her lips as if to say something, but when she saw the appearance of steamed stuffed bun, she shook her head gently and said:

"No, grandma knows you're worried about dad and them, but steamed stuffed bun, you're still young. You're still young regardless of age or height. The only thing you can do now is to take care of yourself and don't let Grandma distract you."

"But..." what else did the steamed stuffed bun want to say, but he was interrupted by murongqiu before he finished.

"There's nothing, but it's enough as long as you stay at home. Grandma will deal with things outside."

Although he said so, murongqiu himself was not confident that he could really handle these things.

"Well, I see." Steamed stuffed bun lowered his head, looked at the tip of his shoes and said, "grandma, why don't I help you go to the hospital to take care of Grandpa?"

Murongqiu originally wanted to refuse, but on second thought, let the steamed stuffed bun stay at home. I'm afraid the child will think more and more. If he does anything else, he will be in trouble.

There is no need for people to take care of the hospital. Naturally, there are nurses watching, so nothing will happen.

After thinking over and over again, Murong Qiu finally nodded and whispered, "well, then it's hard for our steamed stuffed bun to take care of grandpa in the hospital."

The steamed stuffed bun who felt he had helped was very happy. He stood straight, saluted Murong Qiu and said:

"Yes, sir, I will finish the task."

Murongqiu looked at the steamed stuffed bun painfully, gently smoothed his hair, bowed his head, kissed him on the forehead, and said softly:

"Will you go to the housekeeper and ask the housekeeper to take you there?" As if afraid that steamed stuffed bun would refuse, murongqiu added, "if you don't let the housekeeper follow you, grandma will worry about you."

"Now your father and they are gone, and your grandfather is lying in the hospital bed again. If you have another accident, grandma won't live."

As soon as the steamed stuffed bun heard it, he immediately panicked, hurriedly nodded and said, "well, grandma, you can say anything. Just do it. Don't say anything like that."

It seemed that he also noticed that what he had just said was inappropriate. Murong Qiu nodded, wiped the tears on his face and said, "OK, grandma won't say it in the future."

He sucked his nose and forced out a smile. Murong Qiucai continued to say to the steamed stuffed bun, "well, go to the housekeeper and let him take you to the hospital."

Murongqiu estimated that she would never think of it in her life. It was her temporary softness that made baozi witness the most dangerous side of human nature.

In the hospital.

When the steamed stuffed bun arrived, Jiang Qingwei lay motionless on the hospital bed, but the ventilator on the side was ringing quietly.

Noticing that the flowers on that side were about to wither, Baozi went to find a vase and filled it with some water. But almost when he entered the door, he saw the man holding a knife and cutting Jiang Qingwei's neck.