C16 Is Being a Mistress Very Fashionable

Mu Yiyi left with a pair of cute babies.

Only the abandoned father and son were left in the villa. They sat at the dining table and ate dinner together. Both father and son hated each other.

They were both wearing black pants and white shirts. They had the same handsome appearance and cold eyes. Their unhappy looks were like duplicates and stickers.

"Yang, dad asks you, why do you have to cling onto Mu Yiyi and call her mother?"

He had wanted to ask his son this question yesterday, but he had never found a suitable opportunity.

Yang sat upright at the dining table and did not speak. He stubbornly ate.

Chiang Ruohan put on a stern face. "Yang, answer my father's question."

Yang didn't say anything. He just raised his head and stared at his father with his cold eyes. His pretty eyes were wide open.

Yang was a loner. He had language barriers, and he especially didn't want to get close to strangers.

Because he was the adopted son of Chiang family. He had once been bullied by the fat son of the second house of Chiang family. From now on, Yang was like a wounded hedgehog, and he wouldn't get close to anyone anymore.

The man sighed silently, "Yang, you have to tell dad the truth. Before two years old, I don't know where you live. Logically speaking, you shouldn't have any memories of before you were two years old. Do you really recognize Mu Yiyi as your biological mother? "Or do you really like Mu Yiyi and like her to be your mother?"

Yang stiffly opened his mouth and imitated what his father had just said. He said in a pronunciation, "I like her."

Chiang Ruohan looked at his son's thin and pale face and his heart faintly ached.

At night, on the bustling street, Mu Yiyi stopped in front of a photography studio called "Rose.

Before coming to the Jincheng, she had already planned to visit her old friend, Hsu Yanhuan, in this photography studio of the Rose.

Hsu Yanhuan was a close friend that she had befriended for five years on the internet, Hsu Yanhuan.

She and Hsu Yanhuan were both authors who wrote novels on the same platform. They admired each other and helped each other. They were friends who knew each other very well, and they talked about everything.

Coincidentally, Hsu Yanhuan lived in Jincheng. And the photography studio in front of her was run by Hsu Yanhuan.

Luoluo's soft little hand pulled Mu Yiyi, "mommy, mommy! Are we going to take photos?"

"We are going to see a friend of mother. Her name is Aunt Huanhuan."

"Oh."

Luoluo pointed in the distance. Kele was playing games in front of the game console on the side of the street. "Brother is playing games. Should we call brother over?"

Luoluo was really obedient and polite.

Mu Yiyi happily touched her daughter's little head, "No need. Let your big brother play."

Driver Lee, who had been following behind, reminded her in a low voice, "madame, Kele and Young Master will not be able to find us in a while. They should be anxious. I think I should go and call him over. "

Mu Yiyi said, "It's okay. Let him play. When he can't see us, he will find us through the GPS. "

Driver Lee was stunned. "A six year old child still knows to find people through GPS? madame, aren't you worried that the child will be kidnapped by bad people?"

Mu Yiyi smiled slightly. She was too embarrassed to say that her little devil would not be deceived by others.

Even she was tricked by Kele to come to Jincheng.

Mu Yiyi held hands with her daughter and happily walked into photography studio.

Suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky and smashed towards them.

"Be careful!"

At this critical moment, she did not know who shouted this. Her first reaction was to immediately squat down and protect her daughter!

The flower pot that fell from the second floor heavily smashed onto Mu Yiyi's shoulder.

She bent her back in pain...

"Are you alright?!"

A young woman grabbed the railing on the second floor and stuck her head out. Her face was pale as she looked down.

Luoluo was protected by Mu Yiyi in her arms and cried out in fear, "mommy!"

That pale faced woman looked at her very nervously and asked with concern, "This lady, I am the boss of this photography studio! I'm sorry, are you hurt? "

Mu Yiyi looked up and saw the thin and pale woman running downstairs as she spoke. She was limping towards her.

She had seen Hsu Yanhuan's photo before. However, she felt that the person in the photo was not very similar to the person in the photo. However, when she saw that her legs were a little lame, she was almost certain that Xu Huanhuan's legs were a little lame because of the car accident.

Driver Lee, who was following behind Mu Yiyi, hurriedly came up and helped Mu Yiyi up. "madame, do you need me to call an ambulance?"

Mu Yiyi bit her lips in pain. She felt that she could endure it. She did not want to give Hsu Yanhuan any more trouble. If she called an ambulance in Hsu Yanhuan's shop, it would affect her business.

Mu Yiyi said, "I'm not that serious. I don't need an ambulance."

Driver Lee said, "That's good. However, I still need to call Director Chiang and report to him. "

"Don't call, there's no need..."

Driver Lee was already making a call.

At this time, a girl dressed extravagantly with beautiful makeup also chased Hsu Yanhuan downstairs. She pushed Hsu Yanhuan to the ground and very arrogantly chased Mu Yiyi away. " "Yes."

Hsu Yanhuan was pushed to the ground and was so angry that there was not a trace of blood on her face, "Tu Jiaojiao, what right do you have to chase my guest away!"

"Because our Sister Meiyuan's status is noble."

Mu Yiyi frowned. That's right, she remembered. Hsu Yanhuan's husband did not love her and even had an old rich woman by his side. Her name was Su Meiyuan.

Mu Yiyi was very depressed. Could it be that all the annoying women in Jin City were all surnamed Su?

"This lady, don't block the way. Please make way."

A woman's voice came from outside the door. Her tone was arrogant.

Mu Yiyi turned around and saw a lady dressed like a noble lady. She was dressed in branded clothing and her makeup was exquisite. She stood proudly at the door as if she was a queen waiting to be worshipped.

Tu Jiaojiao was like a pug as she excitedly waved at the woman, "Sister Meiyuan!"

Su Meiyuan lifted her chin and looked proudly at Mu Yiyi's head but did not speak to her.

"Jiaojiao, didn't I ask you to come in advance to clear the place? Why is there a family of three with children here?"

Mu Yiyi stood where she was and did not take a step back. She smiled coldly and said, "Is the atmosphere in Jincheng so degenerate now? Is it very fashionable to be Mo? Why are all the people who are Mo so proud to come and show off?"

Su Meiyuan's face immediately turned ugly," Where did you come from? What right do you have to say that I am Mo!? Be careful that I will sue you for slander! "

Mu Yiyi's disdainful gaze coldly looked at her, "I did not say that you are Mo. This is because you have a guilty conscience and you admit it yourself."

Su Meiyuan was so angry that her eyes were wide open and she could not say anything...