When she got into the car, the cool air came to her face, which made her feel relieved.

When she got home, outside the gate, she got out of the car and sent it away. Then she rang the doorbell and waited for a response against the scorching sun above her head.

As a result, I don't know what happened. It took me a long time for the intercom on the door to make a sound. After knowing her identity, she opened the door. At this time, she already felt that she was going to faint due to heatstroke.

When she finally stepped into the house, she sat down and felt that she was covered with sweat.

As a last resort, she had to find another room to take a bath and change her clothes, and then she poured a large glass of warm water, which made her feel alive.

The first thing she came back to was to find the child, but she found that she couldn't find him.

She's in a hurry. Now there are several people watching him. Will he be ok? Why is there no one?

She arrested several servants and asked, only to learn that the child is now being taken in the backyard.

She almost fainted in the backyard? Will such hot weather be in the backyard?

She can't stand it. Can the child?

She rushed to the past, and then found that the scene in front of her angry explosion.

The baby was placed under the corridor. Although there was no direct sunlight, it was also outdoors. There was no wind at all. He was crawling on the mat in his long sleeves and trousers. At the door of one side of the room, two women who looked to be in their thirties said this with their legs crossed, laughing from time to time with a relaxed look.

It's obvious that they left their baby out in the sun.

She walked by step by step. At a glance, she saw the baby's red face and sweat on his forehead, and his whole clothes were wet.

She was so distressed that she picked up the child and touched his back, which was all wet. She could not help but take a breath and took off his clothes.

The two women were surprised to see someone break in. They stood up and asked, "who are you? Put the baby down

She sneered, hugged the child and said, "I heard that you all say professional nanny. Is that the professional? Put the baby here to be heated, and you'll have a cool breeze and drink? Are you taking care of your children or on holiday? "

She looked down at her son's red body. She was more and more angry. Holding the child, she went up and kicked their little table with drinks.

"You Who are you? " It was because she was right that they were a little guilty, and they were a little weak in speaking.

"I'm the mother of the child. I thought you were really devoted to taking care of the child. As a result, it turned out to be like this!" She was so angry that she swore that if she didn't have children, she would have slapped them in the face.

A mother is like this. It doesn't matter if she suffers, but if her child suffers, she will want to kill.

They looked at each other and asked in disbelief, "are you true or false? Why haven't I heard of you?"

She walked into the room with a sneer, found a place where the cool air was not very strong, took off the child's clothes, and then carried him into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with warm water, and gently put the child in.

Baby wrinkled into a small face slowly unfolded.

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