Just rising in the morning, the sun is standing in the door of the hotel.

His face was much paler than before, but he was in good spirits, like a little prince from a castle, gentle and noble.

Xiaoyuan's side, night light LAN has been accompanied, last night, she is holding Xiaoyuan, has been avoiding muruchen's search, the master does not want to be found so soon, then she will do her best.

"Light LAN, ring the doorbell."

"Yes

The doorbell is too high for Xiaoyuan to reach, so he can only ask yeqinglan to help.

Night light LAN rang the doorbell, "little master, is your body really OK?"

"It's OK," Xiaoyuan said with a smile, "you go. After dealing with such things, I'll be found by my father."

"Yes, I know." Night light LAN and rang a few doorbells, sensing the other side came to open the door, night light LAN just left.

The person who comes to open the door is Ling Yi.

She was a little strange when she saw Ogaki.

She was still wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel. Obviously, she had not got up yet. When she saw Xiaoyuan, she was very surprised.

"Why are you?"

Ogaki raised his head and said politely, "may I go in?"

Young face, with his age does not match the mature, small body, but not humble.

This is very similar to Mu Ruchen when he was a child.

Ling Yi even has the illusion of going back in time.

"Come in."

It is clear that Xiaoyuan is not mu Ruchen's son. In appearance, they are not like each other at all, but they may have been raised by mu Ruchen. They look exactly the same.

He is gentle to his own people, indifferent to others, and cold to strangers.

Xiaoyuan went to the living room and sat down on the sofa. His thin body was worrying.

Last night, he was ill again, night light LAN see his uncomfortable appearance, even want to send him home, however, Ogaki does not allow, he said, he can survive.

Without drugs, he survived on his own consciousness.

Ogaki is less than six years old, but he has to endure the torment again and again. Seeing his brave appearance, he never knows what the tears of yeqinglan are. He cried secretly for the first time.

"Let's talk about it!" The voice is light, very polite, but high.

Ling Yi sat opposite him, "what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Why do you destroy my family so many times?" Mild tone, but with a strong attitude, and even criticism.

Ling Yi is a little stunned. She is suddenly accused by a child, and she is still her own child. For a moment, she doesn't know how to react.

"Your career is very successful and you are very popular. Why do you have to destroy my family for your brilliant future? Don't you think it's mean and shameless? "

Mean, shameless?

Ling Yi feels ridiculous. How dare a little child say that to her?

"Do you know who I am?"

"Yes," Ogaki nodded, "I know that I was born by you, and I know that I have no blood relationship with my father. I knew it from a very young age, but so what? Feelings are never measured by blood relationship!"

Ogaki said a little hastily, with a faint pain in his chest, so he calmed down and took a deep breath. "I was born to you with other men. You think I'm your disgrace, so you don't want me at all. If you don't have daddy, I'm afraid I'm in orphanage now?"

"You How do you know? " Ling Yi is a little nervous, "is mu Ruchen telling you?"

"He never scorns to mention you!" I have congenital asthma. When I was born, the doctor must have told you that you know my body is very dangerous, but you still insist on throwing it into the orphanage, and make it clear that you want me to live and die on my own, don't you

Words, still very mild, but said with sarcasm.

Ling Yi didn't know how to answer.

"Since you didn't want me from a long time ago, what are you doing now? I just think I'm dead in an orphanage, isn't it? "

"I..."

"Are you for daddy?" Xiaoyuan smiles, "you know, daddy was left behind by his mother when he was a child, so what he hates most is to leave his children and seek the so-called happy woman. Do you think he will like you when he sees you leave me with his own eyes?"

Ling Yi looks at this gentle but aggressive child.

In appearance, he is really like that man, but in manner and manner, he is very much like mu Ruchen, almost no difference with mu Ruchen's children.

Let alone others, even she began to doubt whether Ogaki would be mu Ruchen's child."Don't do anything harmful to your own premise. Mu Erye's endurance is limited. Don't always challenge him. He chose to be patient because of me. Don't be afraid any more."

"It's Andrea who asked you to say that?" Ling Yi is very dissatisfied.

"If only she would let me face you directly," Ogaki said with a smile. "My father and mother protect me very well. They think that I am a child and will not let me touch too complicated and dirty things."

Lingyi a little angry, "in your heart, I am very complex, very dirty?"

"What do you think?" Ogaki light recovery, "if you want to give others a good impression, do not do damage to their image of things!"

"You..."

"Get out of here, my mommy's cartoon. You're not the best actress."

"You don't think I'm good?"

"Well!" Ogaki nodded, "I've seen your movies, and your acting skills are really good. No matter what role you are, you can shape it well, but you can't play the essence of the heroine."

Ling Yi clenched her fist, "boy, do you know that's too much to say?"

"Yes," Ogaki's voice is still light, "but compared with what you do, it's nothing at all?"

"You..."

"For the last time, don't interfere in the relationship between my father and my mother. You know my father. If he likes someone, it will last for a lifetime. If he hates someone, it will last for a long time."

"You were born to me. I'm your mother. You call Mommy anlisha?" Ling Yi is very jealous.

What is anlixia?

Why does she win mu Ruchen's heart as an ordinary woman?

"I only know her," Ogaki's attitude is still indifferent, "if you are willing to use normal people's brain to think, you will know that I am protecting you now."

"You..."

"If you don't stop, daddy's patience will be exhausted, and he will get rid of you without telling me!"

It's not killing, it's dealing with it.

Different words express different feelings.