C15 A Poor Baby in a Rich Family

The night was dark.

Beiming Family Mansion.

Lights were on.

"How many of you have caught Young Master's pets today? All the pebbles in the kneeling garden! "

The Beiming Family Mistress, the Old Man's wife, Mrs. Beiming, had just finished her sentence.

A few moments later, a mournful cry came from the garden.

It could be said to be extremely tragic.

It was said that those servants who caught Bella were kneeling until their bones cracked.

Even if it was servants who had only seen Bella struggle painstakingly, and had not even touched Bella's fur, they would not be spared.

Even though Chiang Huixin had entered her fifties, she still looked elegant and graceful.

"Madam …" Yes, I'm sorry... It's me that's useless... "At that time, the situation was too chaotic …"

Housekeeper Wang stood there trembling, his legs numb with fear.

Chiang Huixin glanced at him, "Has Cheng fallen asleep yet?"

"Yes, ma'am. Young Master seemed to be quite frightened. When we first found him, he said he met someone who said he wasn't a trafficker! "

When Housekeeper Wang recalled the scene from before, he could not help but break out in a cold sweat. I think those people are traffickers. Otherwise, why would Young Master dress up as a primary school student and try to trick others? Fortunately, the heavens protected Young Master from harm. Young Master must be terrified. "

Chiang Huixin's face was grim. "No wonder he was so stunned when he saw me coming back. He really troubled that kid."

"Sorry Madam, I almost made a big mistake and scared Young Master …"

With a clatter, Housekeeper Wang fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

Chiang Huixin rubbed her hurting forehead gracefully.

"Where's Mo?"

"Second Young Master went out."

"People with children still run out all day!" Chiang Huixin frowned.

She looked at Butler Wang who was kneeling on the ground and sighed helplessly, "Stand up." I know it's none of your business. It's because that kid Mo is too stubborn. "

Housekeeper Wang was grateful.

His body trembled as he stood up, "Madam, before Second Young Master left, he said that he must take care of Young Master's Bella …."

"That child is really …" Chiang Huixin frowned, "Is he not afraid that if Bella dies, Cheng will never forgive him?"

"Yes, that's why I still do not dare to make a move against Bella, and only await Madam's order."

Chiang Huixin let out a long sigh, "Lock Bella up first. When Cheng'er wakes up, we can bring Bella to see him. Let's make him happy."

"Yes, ma'am."

The next morning.

The warm sunlight shone through the large window.

He sprinkled a layer of radiance on the room.

He was lying on the soft bed and sleeping soundly.

He felt a warm hand gently brush his forehead.

He closed his eyes and subconsciously mumbled:

"Mom, I still need to sleep …"

Chiang Huixin, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, couldn't help but shake her hand when she heard this.

"Do you miss your mom, Cheng?"

The benevolent voice gently caressed her ears.

The two words, Cheng, jolted him awake.

Oh right, how could he forget that ever since he was brought here by those people last night, he had become the Young Master Cheng that they spoke of.

He opened his sleepy eyes and saw a beautiful old woman.

He was gently stroking his head.

She was the old woman who hugged him and said 'Cheng gave Grandma a fright' when he first came here last night.

Chiang Huixin looked at the little fellow with an incomparably tender gaze.

He didn't expect the child to have the same expression as when he came back last night.

He had a blank and innocent look on his face.

It didn't look like it used to be calm and collected.

Chiang Huixin thought to herself, after yesterday's incident with Mo Yiran, Bella was robbed again, and almost got kidnapped by a trafficker, this child is truly frightened.

So much so that he, who never asked his mother, began to think about his mother, who never existed.

After all, it was only natural for children to miss their mothers.

Chiang Huixin sighed in heartache and comforted, "Cheng, don't be afraid. With Grandma here, no one will dare to bully you."

He opened his eyes wide as he looked around at the luxurious furnishings.

Last night, he was dragged by the servants to take a bath.

It took a long time.

As soon as he touched the soft bed, he fell asleep.

I haven't had time to get a good look at this big, beautiful bedroom.

Hua ~

It was indeed big and beautiful.

Well, well, he was only five years old, and he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Everything here filled him with a new and strange feeling.

Especially when he saw the huge photo frame hanging on the wall of the bedroom —

He was stupefied.

In the frame was a boy, his hair combed black and glossy.

He wore a very white suit with a black 'red scarf' around his neck. "It's not good enough to get back to China in half a year. The tie is called a red cravat.

Like a minor aristocrat.

The boy held a long golf club in his hand and waved it.

It was a swing on the green golf course.

At such a young age, his every movement exuded an elegant domineering aura.

Well, none of this was shocking enough.

What was even more shocking was that the boy's face in the photo frame looked exactly the same as his!