"Little Star" cried louder and louder, and his little hand was restlessly resisting Yerro.
"Give it to me, young lady." The nanny finally couldn't take it anymore, and went straight to grab the child in Yerruo's arms.
Ye Erruo stood by the side in a daze and watched the nurse gently coaxing the baby.
What surprised her was that after a while, Little Xingchen really stopped crying, and hummed in the nurse's arms as if she was particularly wronged.
At that moment, Ye Erruo's heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, as if Xiaoxingchen was not her son, but the nanny's child.
Mo Jiangye glanced at Bo Yu viciously when he saw that Ye Erruo's expression was wrong.
"Don't hold Young Master yet?"
"Yes, yes." The nurse hurriedly hugged the stars.
Suddenly, Ye Erruo was very empty.
"Why are you standing? Come here!" Mo Jiangye reached out and put Ye Er Ruola in his arms.
"You still have injuries!!" Ye Erruo withdrew to the side.
Mo Jiangye didn't allow her to leave him, and clasped her waist with his big hands so that she could stick to him tightly.
"What are you doing? Watch out for the wound again."
Mo Jiang Ye had a few injuries on his face, and the flaws on his handsome face were obvious.
"I will find a doctor to show that ugly boy, and I will find someone to help him call his soul back as you said, don't give me a frown, Ye Erruo, I just can't see you a little bit of unhappiness!"
"Mo Jiangye..." Ye Erruo sat in his arms and touched his cheek, with many questions in his heart.
"Say!"
"Do you think there is something wrong with Little Star?"
Mo Jiangye tensed suddenly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Damn~
She found something wrong in just one day?
Can't touch, can't touch, absolutely can't let her touch that kid again!
Yerruo twisted his brows: "It doesn't feel right."
"Feeling, how do you feel?" he asked in a dumb voice.
"Unspeakable feeling."
The little star now feels completely different to her from the little star before, it's weird everywhere.
Mo Jiangye's fists gradually clenched: "Just because he kept crying? It's not impossible to be scared of such a big fire and he is so small."
Ye Erruo stared at him: "What kind of neurosis? How can you say that to your son?"
He sighed: "Let me make an analogy. You give me less random thinking. If you think too much, it is easy to be malnourished, malnutrition is easy to lose hair, and hair loss is easy to become bald. Do you want to be a bald?"
"..."
"The servant who caused the fire by mistake can no longer stay in the manor." Yerruo said heavily.
"Do you still use it?"
Even if those servants and nurses survived, he wouldn't make them feel better and kill them! It's not a pity that they die a hundred times!
The nurse deliberately set fire, and several servants could not escape the suspicion of complicity.
Motivation for killing his son?
Why did they kill a two-month-old baby?
Mo Jiangye only felt that this matter was definitely not that simple. Behind it, there seemed to be a pair of magic claws pushing and controlling the fire!
"Mo Jiangye, tonight we are a family of three sleeping together."
"I don't agree. I saved him. I was injured very badly. You should comfort me." He said so deliberately!
"What he is not, Xiaoxingchen is our son."
Mo Jiangye sighed deeply: "If baby~ I just want you to sleep with me."
Then he stared at her aggrievedly and rubbed her hand: "My wound hurts!"