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After saying this, Wei Chunming left with his briefcase without looking back.

He did not notice the hateful look of Li Shuqing behind him.

"Wei Chunming, don't think I don't know what you are planning."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, don't even think about abandoning us!"

After roaring these two sentences, Li Shuqing slapped the bed under her a few times in hatred.

Based on her understanding of Wei Chunming, he must be impatient with her and her son.

Just like he was impatient with the Wei family mother and son...

no!

She can't just sit there and wait for death!

No matter what, she must protect the Wei family's property for her son!

For the rest of her life, she couldn't rely on Wei Chunming. The only person she could rely on was Baoshan...

Wei Chunming wanted to get rid of them mother and son so easily, but it was impossible!

Li Shuqing was stimulated by Wei Chunming's attitude and came out of her previous distracted mood.

She washed her face, changed her clothes, and asked her aunt who was helping at home to take good care of Wei Baoshan, then she went out alone.

"Report! Li Shuqing is out!"

"Follow them quietly, don't reveal your tracks!"

"yes!"

Li Shuqing, who are you going to meet now when you go out?

Zhou Ke was thoughtful after receiving the report.

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It is the hottest time of the year now. The sun is so hot that it almost peels off a layer of skin. Unless it is necessary, few people will run around outside.

But Feng Cheng'an is still a child, at the age of playing with cats and dogs. He has too much energy to vent. He can't stay at home every day and has to run out to get some fresh air and vent his excess energy.

In order to prevent him from going outside and making trouble, Ling Qingyue thought of many ways.

Fortunately, the Feng family’s small villa has its own garden with a lot of plants and trees planted in it, which makes it much cooler than outside.

And there were people watching all the time, so the probability of something happening was low, so Ling Qingyue called the children from the surrounding neighbors to come and play together.

The neighbors around the Feng family all knew about the family’s situation, and they all knew each other well. Ling Qingyue was also generous, so they were all willing to send their children to the Feng family to play.

At this moment, the Feng family's garden was filled with the laughter and playing of children.

Feng Chengan was playing a game of fighting the Japanese with his friends using his small wooden gun.

Seeing that the sun had made her son's face red, with big drops of sweat running down his cheeks, Ling Qingyue shouted worriedly:

"Cheng'an, come back and rest for a while. Mom prepared some watermelon. Come and eat with your friends!"

But Feng Cheng'an was having a great time at the moment and was about to drive the Japanese away. How could he stop now?

So he said without even turning his head: "Mom, I'm not hot, I'll come back after I'm done playing!"

"You're not hot, but your friends are. When others come to play with you, you, as the little master, always treat them to food. This makes you look generous, right?"

Ling Qingyue changed her way of persuading her son.

It’s inevitable that children would be greedy. Besides, these big watermelons are not cheap even in Shanghai.

After listening to his mother's words and looking at the eager eyes of his friends around him, Feng Cheng'an immediately patted his chest and said, "Okay, let's go eat watermelon now, and then play after we're done!"

"Oh! Great, I can eat watermelon now!"

"Very good!"

When they heard that they could eat watermelon, the children cheered with joy.

"Come on, come on, we have them all, don't fight over them, one for each!"

The children rushed forward, and Ling Qingyue greeted them with a smile.

"This watermelon is so sweet! Aunt Ling, you are so kind!"

"Yes, thank you Aunt Ling!"

In the eyes of these children, they all think that Ling Qingyue is the best mother in the world. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also gentle and never mean to Feng Chengan. They all envy Feng Chengan for having such a good mother like Aunt Ling!

"Auntie Ling, I wish you were my mother. My mother is mean to me every day!" A little boy suddenly sighed and felt that the watermelon in his hand no longer tasted good.

"no!"

Feng Chengan opened his chubby little hands and blocked his mother behind him.

"She's my mother! No one of you can take her away from me!"

Ling Qingyue looked at Feng Chengan like a mother hen guarding her food, and patted his head with relief: "Don't worry, mom is your mom, no one can take her away."

"And you, little friend, your mother will definitely be upset if she hears what you just said, so don't say that again in the future."

The little boy realized that he had said something wrong, and said with a red face: "Auntie Ling, I know I was wrong. Actually, my mother is very good to me. She is mean to me because I am naughty."

After saying that, he turned to Feng Chengan, who was still looking at him warily, and said, "Feng Chengan, don't worry, I won't compete with you for my mother. My mother is also very good!"

"Okay, we are all good kids. Come eat your watermelon!"

Ling Qingyue took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her son's face, and told him, "Sit down for a while after eating, don't run out to play around, or you'll get a stomachache, okay?"

"I know, I know. We'll just play in the garden and won't run out." Feng Cheng'an nodded continuously.

After delivering the watermelon to her son, Ling Qingyue returned to the study.

She has important things to deal with.

Zhou Yi was waiting in the study early in the morning. As soon as Ling Qingyue came in, she asked directly, "Are all the goods ready?"

The next delivery date is in a week, and there can be no mistakes.

"Madam, my brothers and I have packed the goods, and we are still following the old rules. It's just..." Zhou Yi was a little hesitant.

Seeing Zhou Yi's hesitant expression, Ling Qingyue felt a chill in her heart.

"Just what?" Ling Qingyue asked hurriedly.