The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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In the evening, a newest white BMW sedan entered Yeats Castle.

Han Xue got out of the car, still a little panicked, and there was a sense of anxiety and anxiety between his eyes.

The castle is still that castle, luxurious and gorgeous, exuding an ancient mystery of the Middle Ages. Only the people in the castle changed so much.

Han Xue has lived here for more than three months. She lived on the second birthday of her son Ye Chenyu.

She can live here smoothly, thanks to the gift of Xie Jing, the mother of Ye.

Xia Jingxi was thinking of his baby grandson, and had a two-year trouble with his son Ye Hao, and he was angry with heart disease. In the end, Ye Hao could only compromise, so Xia Jingyi embraced Han Xuesheng's son and changed his name to Ye Chenyu.

As a result, Han Xue, as a mother, made many demands and smoothly lived in this gorgeous castle.

"Mummy ..."

The sound of milk and milk from a child came.

Han Xue picked up his baby son. Her Xiaoyu, more than two years old, is also pink and cute, especially those amber eyes, big and bright, and very beautiful.

She thought she was much more beautiful than He Xiyan, so her Xiaoyu also looked better than Ye Zixi.

"Xiaoyu, did dad hug you today?" Han Xue asked with anticipation, and she asked such questions every time she came back.

Xiaoyu shook his head, suddenly he beaked his own mouth.

The small looks looked aggrieved.

"What happened? Xiaoyu" Han Xue looked puzzled.

At this moment Xiaoyu held out his little hand in a grievance, and then pointed to the neck.

Han Xue looked in the direction of his son.

At this look, her heart tightened instantly, her eyes full of worry and doubt.

Because she found a red mark on her son's neck, as if something had been caught.

"Xiaoyu ..." She looked at her child in distress, and stretched out her hand to caress where the child was hurt. "Tell mom, what's wrong? Cat caught you?"

When Han Xue thought of a cat at home, he thought of this possibility.

Xiaoyu shook her head and told her mother it wasn't Catcat. He reached out a pair of small hands and wiped his eyes as if he was about to cry.

"Sister ..." He said aggrievedly, "It was the older sister who hit Xiaoyu. Mom, the older sister hit Xiaoyu."

"what?"

Han Xue could not believe a pair of eyes, and her face became flushed with lightning.

She held her son tightly in her arms, patted the child's back, and eagerly asked:

"Xiaoyu, tell your mother, why did your sister hit you? Why did she hit you?"

Han Xuelian said it twice, and some anger could be seen in his eyes.

Her child was so young that she was bullied, and this was not the first time. Xiaoyu was overthrown by the little Nizi last time.

Xiaoyu blinked a pair of bright eyes, and after a while, some tears burst into his eyes. He held his mother's hand vigorously, his mouth narrowed higher, and he looked even more aggrieved.

"Xiaoyu took the baby." He whispered.

"With the baby, she can't hit you."

Han Xue was angry, the anger in his eyes was burning. She bit her lips violently, almost bleeding.

She really had enough of this Ye Zixi. Spoiled, so bullying.