“She has a mental problem.” Lang Ruoxian winks at the bodyguard.

A man with glasses pants out and makes his way through the crowd: “Xiujuan, you have better return the child to her, this is the child of someone else.”

“Sh…” The woman named Xiujuan opens her eyes wide and puts her index finger on her lips. “Be a little quiet, my beloved daughter is going to sleep!”

Xiaojiu is probably crying tiredly, sobs and sniffles, stretching out for Fei Ying. But the woman is holding on to her, and the little one looks at her mother pathetically.

Not to mention Fei Ying, even Yan Hua is heartbroken, when Gungun, who has been soundly asleep, wakes up and begins to cry as he sees Xiaojiu is crying.

“Mommy… Mommy!” He shouts at Xiaojiu.

The man with glasses is heavily sweating and eagers to apologize to Fei Ying: “Sorry, terribly sorry! My wife… My wife is mentally ill, just now, I hit her because she was onset of psychosis.”

“In the case of your wife, why don’t you send her to the hospital?” Yan Hua demands, “Do you know it is very dangerous.”

“Yes, yes, it’s all my fault, I know, I know!” The man looks sad. “But… But I am really unwilling to leave her alone in that place.”

Yan Hua and Fei Ying look at each other. They do not believe that man since he hit his wife with grossly offensive features just now, not unwilling at all.

Suddenly, Lang Ruoxian steps forward and says: “Madam, there are too many people here. Do you want to take the baby home?”

In a daze for a second, the woman looks up at Lang Ruoxian: “Oh! Yes, go home, take my beloved daughter home.”

When she is about to turn around, there rush up two people from behind, one grabs her arms and the other snatches Xiaojiu.

“Ah, ah…” The woman screams, “My baby! My baby!”

“Xiaojiu!” Fei Ying takes a few steps to pick up Xiaojiu into her arms tightly, and the bodyguard quickly pulls her back.

“Mommy” Xiaojiu suddenly bursts out crying when coming back to the familiar arms of her mother.

Fei Ying is trying to calm her while wiping her tears. Gungun stretches forward in the arms of Yan Hua to touch the face of Xiaojiu.

“Mommy Mommy…”

Still having tears in her eyes, Fei Ying grins and corrects him: “No, call her sister, sister!”

Knowing that she is all right so soon, Fei Ying breathes a sigh of relief, and sees Fei Yi running over with the corner of her eye, becoming a little flustered in her eyes.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” She can’t help but cry again, rushes up to meet him and being pulled into his arms by her husband.

Xiaojiu is very happy to see Fei Yi, she puts her arms around his neck and wants to be hugged.

“Don’t be afraid, Dad is here.” Fei Yi kisses his daughter and Fei Ying, and then looks coldly at the man who is pleading with the bodyguard.

“She does not mean anything bad, please let her off, never send her to the police station.” The man is holding on to the bodyguard tightly, and the woman is already sitting on the ground and does not say anything.

“Have you called the police?” asks Fei Yi.

A bodyguard immediately says: “Yes.”

“Okay, let’s go home.”

Yan Hua and Lang Ruoxian return to Lang Family, and Yan Hua is thinking of the heart-stricken face of the woman all the way.

“What happened to you, do you feel that woman is pitiful?” Lang Ruoxian looks at the rearview mirror.

Yan Hua wears a lavender sweater, a milky white cashmere long skirt, and a pair of red flat ankle boots with two furry balls. Her hair is loose and coils at the back with a hairy hairpin.

He does not know what the fashion is, only thinks that this woman is well-dressed, no matter what she wears.

“A poor person must be utterly detestable, I will not plead for her, after all, her existence is not conducive to public security.”

Yan Hua says in an indifferent tone: “It is fortunately to happen in a mall with a lot of people this time. If it is on the street, and she grabs someone else’s child and runs away, it may be that the baby cannot get back.”

“I just feel a little weird.” Yan Hua tells Lang Ruoxian about the woman who has been beaten by her husband before. “You see, if the husband really cares about his wife, how can he beat her so hard?”

Lang Ruoxian turns the steering wheel: “If you have the time to care for others, it is better to worry about yourself.”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“Lang Hongyue will move back tomorrow.”

Yan Hua: “…”

Lang Hongyue took the excuse that the company was out of the office for holiday, and just two juniors of Yan Hua and Lang Ruoxian lived in the old house, so she notified Lang Cha that she would move back for the Spring Festival.

“For the Spring Festival, more people and more lively.” She laughs and sits on the sofa in the living room, “Lang Jia will come back by the end of the year, she hasn’t seen Gungun yet!”

Yan Hua feels that it can be tough during this Spring Festival. Just Lang Hongyue will make enough troubles, plus her daughter…

“I heard that you are on good terms with that lady in Fei Family?” Lang Hongyue suddenly asks.

When hearing the word Fei, Gungun’s eyes lit up, he throws away the little dinosaurs in his hands and grabs Yan Hua’s hand to point to the gate.

“Mommy! Mommy!”

“Gungun, do you want to look for little sister?” Yan Hua can accurately judge who he really wants to call when his son is shouting.

Lang Hongyue takes a look at the fat baby that she has not seen for more than a month. In addition to being a little bigger, he is still stupid. He can only call his mommy until now, but not stands up.

Her gaze sweeps across the legs of Gungun, She thinks if she does something on his leg..

“Little sister is sick, we can wait to visit her until she is well again, shall we?” Yan Hua takes Gungun back and asks the house maid to prepare the rice paste.

Xiaojiu is still scared. She had a high fever when going back last night. Fei Ying called from the hospital early in the morning.

“You should never bring Gungun to the hospital, please. The hospital is not a good place.” Fei Ying said to her specially, “You may come when Xiaojiu is discharged from the hospital.”

“Yan Hua,” Lang Hongyue picks up an orange and looks at her while peeling, “Would you like to take a physical examination for Gungun?”

“Why should I do that? He is quite well” Yan Hua frowns.

Lang Hongyue uses her red nails to divide the orange into two: “You know, I have had children before, but Lang Jia was not like this when she was a child.”

“Every baby has developed in a different way, and some one will not speak until it is two years old.” Yan Hua looks at her son, and the little one shows her a cute smile, then continues to try his best to eat the rice paste.

“Is he two months off one year old?” Lang Hongyue wipes her hands clean and continues: “He can’t even stand up, is it possible that something is wrong with his legs…”

“You are nonsense!” Yan Hua interrupts her words, and says indignantly: “Gungun is my son, and I know better than anybody else does whether he is all right or not.”

Affected by Yan Hua’s emotions, Gungun calls: “Mommy, Mommy?” and rushes into her arms timidly.

All the rice paste on his face rubs up against Yan Hua.

Twitching her corner of mouth, Yan Hua softens her anger for an instant.

“Mommy is okay, Gungun, you are a well-behaved baby!” The fat baby sees his Mommy smiling, and sits down to continue eating his rice paste.

Lang Hongyue feels the way Gungun ate is too disgusting, does not feel like looking at him and glances at Yan Hua: “You even talk to me like this? You forgot who brought you back to Lang Family, who made you be the Young Mistress in Lang Family? “

“I am not willing to do it.” Yan Hua does not mind ripping open the face with her. She is not intending to be used by Lang Hongyue even since she starts designing herself.

Obviously… Lang Hongyue has not realized this. In her eyes, Yan Hua is a helpless widow who can be pushed around.

“Don’t forget what you promised me at the beginning!” Lang Hongyue is also angry. “How? Now, you are relying on that the Old Master is fond of Gungun, do you think you can oppose me?”

“I never want to oppose you, but it is you who has got no room for me.” Yan Hua looks at her with the back straight, “You want to drive me out of Lang Family, be sure to think it by yourself, Gungun is still too young and you are being a bit too impatient, my dear Auntie!”

Hands on heart, Lang Hongyue says: “You… You piss me off!”

“It is best that you are willing to live in peace with each other, if not, I will take Gungun to live with Grandpa if the worst comes to the worst. As you said, I am relying on that he is fond of Gungun!”

Yan Hua picks up Gungun who is full and says: “My son! Let’s go to shower.”

Watching her go upstairs, Lang Hongyue takes up an orange and throws it out: “You wicked girl!”

“What’s wrong with you?” Tian Bocheng comes back just at this point, seeing she tremble all over with rage, he walks over to gives her a massage on the back, “Who are you angry with when everything is perfectly all right.”

“Yan Hua, that bitch girl.” Lang Hongyue gives him a look, “What have you done?”

Tian Bocheng takes off his coat and sits down: “Haven’t I told you that when going out in the morning? My sister moves today, I have to send her.”

“Have your sister moved back to your parents?”

Tian Bocheng just has one younger sister, who recently divorced, said to be that her husband kept a mistress outside.

“No, she doesn’t want to go back and rents a house by herself.”

Lang Hongyue titters and says: “It sounds so nice, it is you who give the money? And by herself…”

“Hey, there you are… She is in such a situation that I have to arrange that for her as I am the eldest brother!”

Tian Bocheng gives a rub to Lang Hongyue on the shoulders: “She is only in her thirties and has no work. I wonder if I can arrange her in your company.”

“What can she do?” Lang Hongyue glances at him, “Since we got married, you have to support your family. She has never worked when leaving the school. You want her to my company? To be a cleaner?”

Tian Bocheng pauses, and then continues to rub as if nothing has happened: “If she has no skills, she can learn! You can wait a while and make the decision after the Spring Festival, if it does not work, just to my company!”

Just because she has to spend the Spring Festival with the family of Lang Hongyue, Yan Hua suddenly loses interest, it is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, she hears the house maid say that Lang Jia will return today early in the morning.

She does not even want to go downstairs, just at this point when Fei Ying calls and says that Xiaojiu is discharged from the hospital, inviting her to come around in her home with Gungun.

“Is Xiaojiu all right?” When arriving at Fei Family, Yan Hua takes out a doll.

Xiaojiu kisses her, and calls her Auntie with a little baby voice.

“Mommy, Mommy!” Gungun also wants to be kissed, so, Xiaojiu calls him younger brother, and kisses him.

Fei Ying greets everyone to go to the living room: “Nothing serious, just a fever.”

“That’s good, don’t leave any physical sequel.” Yan Hua touches the head of Xiaojiu, and Gungun quickly rushes to give his head when seeing this.

Yan Hua also touches his head, and the little guy is satisfied, playing together with Xiaojiu.

“Do you know what that woman had suffered?” Fei Ying suddenly lowers her voice, “It’s too pathetic.”