Chapter 77

Cloud poetry pale, slowly said: "every clause in the contract, I have not forgotten. Madame mu, don't worry, I won't show up No, it's your son's life. "

"Is it? Say it and do it? "

"Yes!" Cloud poetry grits teeth, heartache drops blood.

A smile just appeared on mu Wanrou's face, but it was extremely cold. "I hope Miss Yun doesn't forget what she said today, let alone violate the contract. If you let me know that you will disturb our mother and son's life again, I will make you repent! "

She bullied Yun Shishi and gave a cold warning on her face, but when they got close, mu Wanrou could easily see the kiss mark between her neck and her eyes were cold.

Yesterday night, moyazhe did not return. She sent someone to investigate. In the video of the hotel, she saw him enter a suite.

In the morning, the man in a suit left first. At noon, a girl in a dress came out with his assistant. Although her head was lowered, she could not see her face clearly

But whether it's body shape or back, it's all the same with this woman.

At this moment, I can see the traces of ambiguity between her neck. Mu Wanrou can't help thinking about it. The more I think about it, the more angry I am, and the blue tendons in front of my forehead show.

"Bitch!"

As soon as she raised her hand, she wanted to wave it.

Behind him came a voice of milk.

"Mommy? I've been waiting for you for a long time. " Little Yi Chen didn't know why, but he came back, and met mu Wanrou, who wanted to fight with his hands, and stopped it with his voice and no trace.

Mu Wanrou is shocked. When she turns to face the baby, she is already gentle. "Yi Chen, didn't you let sister GUI take you home?"

"Isn't Mommy coming home for dinner?" Xiaoyi Chen looks at her strangely, but he doesn't know whether he wants to protect Yunshi or for some reason, he says calmly, "daddy said, come back for dinner at night."

When mu Wanrou listened, he would never want to waste more time in cloud poetry.

She had plenty of opportunities to prove the truth about last night.

It's just cloud poetry, she won't let it go! Sooner or later, let her disappear completely in the capital! This thorn must be eradicated!

Therefore, mu Wanrou turns around and stares at her severely, turns around and picks up Xiao Yichen and leaves together.

Cloud poetry can't return to God for a while.

Originally this child, called Yi Chen - for a time, there were too many complex emotions surging to my heart, which were sour and bitter.

It's so hard to see your own flesh and blood containing other women's names, mummy.

But six years ago, she still remembered the terms of the contract.

Born this son, this life is doomed to be strangers. Cruelty, she had to do it.

The Mojia family has a great career. How can she compete.

This child, she is not qualified to be his mommy

Yun Shishi takes a deep breath, forgets his thoughts and rushes to dinner.

On the side of the road, a long Bentley is parked at the intersection.

This is a global limited customization. It's easy to see that the owner of this car is not rich but expensive.

The black leather sofa, under the feet is the precious Saxon carpet.

On one side, there are expensive foreign wine and vodka on display in a small wine cabinet. The lights are dazzling.

Yun Tianyou sits on the sofa casually, holding an expensive goblet in which the coke bubbles.