Being stared at closely by two fierce eyes, Mu Baoer's scalp felt numb and she wanted to bang her head against the wall!

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mu Baoer gave a flattering smile and said quickly, "Xiao, Xiao Che, Xiao Han, go wash up first. Mommy will go out and make breakfast for you."

"Mommy!"

However, as soon as she turned around, Mu Xiaohan called her and held her thighs and pushed her into the bedroom.

Mu Xiaoche also came in, his face still cold.

Mu Baoer looked at his face and inexplicably thought of Si Lijue. Then she looked up at the ceiling, blinked, and sighed at the power of genes. It was really... exactly the same!

Mu Xiaohan was rummaging through the drawers and walked towards her carrying a half-person-high household medical box.

Seeing him turn out all the bottles and jars and mix the medicine in an orderly manner, Mu Baoer couldn't help but say, "My injury is not serious. Xiaohan, please put these away."

These medicines are the lifeblood of her little baby, and each one is more expensive than the other. Mu Baoer felt her heart was bleeding when she saw such good medicines being used for such a minor injury.

"Mommy, shut up and don't talk!" Mu Xiaohan looked up and glared at her fiercely, with tears in her big eyes.

Mu Baoer knew she was in the wrong and stopped talking.

Mu Xiaohan couldn't help it, tears welled up in her eyes as she cried and muttered, "Mommy is such a bad person. You promised Xiaohan that she wouldn't get hurt again. You broke your promise, you bad mommy. Xiaohan doesn't like you anymore!"

Although he said this, his hands were very honest in their actions. He was as gentle as possible, afraid that any harsh movements would hurt Mu Baoer.

Mu Xiaoche also came forward to help.

Looking at the two little darlings diligently applying medicine and bandaging themselves, Mu Baoer's heart softened.

She curled her lips and coaxed softly, "Okay, okay, it's Mommy's fault this time. Mommy promises that she will never get hurt again, okay?"

"Humph!" Mu Xiaohan snorted coldly and arrogantly, her eyes wide open and red as she accused her, "Mommy said the same thing last time."

"I……"

"Xiao Che can testify." Mu Xiaoche said coldly, obviously knowing that Mu Baoer was trying to quibble.

“…”

Mu Baoer touched her nose guiltily and muttered softly, "This time it really was an accident. Who knew that stinky man Si Lijue would even call a professional killer for the test? But he's not much better. He has to stay in bed for ten days or half a month. I really feel sorry for the little injury on my leg."

Although Mu Baoer's voice was soft, Mu Xiaoche heard it clearly and accurately grasped useful information from her words. His face became even colder and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Damn man, I sent my mommy over so that he could pamper me!

Here, Mu Xiaohan had also finished applying the medicine. She tied the bandage into a knot and said gloomily while packing up her bottles and jars, "If only Daddy were here, he would definitely not let Mommy get hurt."

Mu Xiaohan just said it casually, not knowing how much impact it had on Mu Baoer.

Her whole body was tense, her fingers tightly clenched the bed sheets, and her eyes were full of complexity.

Mu Xiaoche quickly glared at Mu Xiaohan.

Mu Xiaohan suddenly realized and became uneasy. She pinched the corner of her clothes nervously with her hands and stammered, "Mom, Mommy, Xiao, Xiaohan didn't mean it. Xiaohan only likes Mommy."

Mu Baoer came back to her senses, retracting the complex emotions in her eyes. She jumped off the bed, squatted in front of Mu Xiaohan, poked his chubby face, and said with a smile: "Well, Mommy knows, Xiaohan and Xiaoche like Mommy the most."

Mu Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, threw herself into Mu Baoer's arms, acted coquettishly and cutely, and said all kinds of nice things, which made Mu Baoer very happy.

After a while, Mu Baoer suppressed her smile and pulled Mu Xiaoche over with her other hand. She held the two little babies in her arms, one on each side. Her eyes darkened as she asked, "Xiaoche, Xiaohan, do you miss your daddy very much?"

The two little babies' bodies stiffened for a moment.

Mu Baoer's heart also sank.

Then I heard Mu Xiaohan mutter in a low and vague voice, "I want to."

Although Mu Xiaoche didn't say anything, his tense face as he bit his lips still revealed his thoughts.

Mu Baoer took a deep breath and asked in a hoarse voice, "If your dad comes back and wants to take you away, will you go with him?"

The silence after the words fell made Mu Baoer's heart sink, and bitterness spread. As expected...

The next second, Mu Xiaohan emerged from her embrace, looked at her, blinked her bright eyes, and asked curiously, "Didn't Mommy say that the grass on our daddy's grave is taller than ours?"

Mu Xiaohan said, gesturing with his hands, "Two meters high."

"..." Mu Baoer's mouth twitched, "Did I say that?"

"I told you, Xiaohan will always remember it." Mu Xiaohan said seriously.

Mu Xiaoche also nodded heavily, staring at her with wide eyes and a serious expression.

Mu Baoer, who was sent home last night by their daddy whose grave was two meters high, looked away guiltily, coughed lightly, and said, "Yes, so if anyone says he is your daddy in the future, they must be a liar!"

She wanted to give her precious sons a shot of prevention first, so that they wouldn't really be abducted, although the probability was very small.

Mu·Will not be kidnapped·Will only sell her mother·Xiao Che\u0026Xiao Han nodded heavily, "I know, Mommy, we will remember it!"

"Well, that's good!" Mu Baoer smiled knowingly and went to wash up and get ready for work.

Mu Baoer went to work in a good mood, but she didn't know that Mu Xiaoche had caused a big trouble for her at home without saying a word.

In the MR Group's president's office, a tense atmosphere was spreading. Everyone was cautious and didn't dare to make a sound.

The technical security personnel sitting in front of the computer were sweating profusely on their foreheads.

The reason was simple: ten minutes ago, the MR Group's network firewall was breached, all the computers in the president's office were attacked, and all the files were deleted.

Not only that, two bright red words dripping with blood were displayed on all computer screens: scumbag!

The company's firewall was hacked. All other computers were fine, but all the computers in the president's office were hacked. It was obvious that the attack was aimed at the president!

Everyone in the office had a gossipy gleam on their face, but due to the solemn atmosphere, no one dared to say a word.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and Si Lijue, who had just finished the meeting, pushed the door open and came in. He saw the situation in the office at a glance and his face turned cold.

"President... President." The secretary broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he was doomed, but he still recounted the incident with a serious look of duty.

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Lijue walked into his office with brisk steps, his slender fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard.

One minute later, all computers in the president's office returned to normal.

But on Si Lijue's computer screen, another picture appeared.

It was a cemetery. During the Qingming Festival, people came and went, but there was only a small mound surrounded by tall reeds that no one paid attention to. It looked desolate and miserable.