"Master, let's go!"
The assistant beside Yao Yifeng pulled him and was very anxious.
Only then did he wake up from his anger, quickly turned around and evacuated with his men.
"Nannan!"
Seeing Nan Nan being taken away by the man in black, Zhou Bingchen rushed forward, stepped on the wall, turned around and kicked the man in black who was holding Nan Nan to the ground.
He stretched out his hand to pull Nan Nan back, but suddenly his vision went dark and he lost his sight again, and his hands grabbed nothing.
“Nannan…”
Zhou Bingchen was horrified. Relying on his keen sense of smell, he took a step forward and wanted to pull the child back, but he only heard Yao Yifeng's cold voice in his ears, which infinitely magnified the panic in his heart.
"This little girl looks quite like my sister. I'll take her away to keep her company. Oh, and she can be a flower girl too!"
Until there was no more strange smell in the house, he listened to Chenchen's anxious cries beside him, and he could no longer hold on, and a mouthful of blood that was pent up in his heart spurted out of his mouth.
Chenchen was terrified. He supported Zhou Bingchen, who was gradually collapsing on the ground, and burst into tears, "Dad, what's wrong with you? You have to be well. Let's go together to rescue Mom and Nannan!"
After hearing what that bad uncle said just now, Chenchen immediately understood what that person meant.
Mom is in his hands, and now he has captured Nan Nan again.
He helplessly stretched out his soft little hand to wipe the blood from his father's lips.
Zhou Bingchen reached out and groped to hold Nan Nan's little face, swallowing down the rusty taste in his throat. His gray and dull eyes were filled with glimmering water, and his voice was choked but full of hope.
"Chenchen, what did you just say?"
He was afraid of being disappointed, so his hands trembled as he held the child's cheeks. He asked him with stammering lips, "You just said that your previous father always stayed by your mother's side and called her his wife. Is that true?"
Chenchen watched as blood continued to flow from the corners of his father's lips. He suppressed the urge to cry and nodded, repeating in confusion, "Dad, everything Chenchen told you is true. She is Mom. Chenchen knows that everyone says Mom is dead, but that bad dad just keeps following Mom. Every time you get close to Mom, he keeps crying..."
At this moment, Zhou Bingchen was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and his heart contracted violently as if it had been hit hard.
He actually... didn't recognize her and gave her to someone else with his own hands!
When Captain Li rushed in with his men, he saw Zhou Bingchen fainted on the ground holding the child, and Assistant Li lying lifeless not far away.
He stepped on the blood-soaked ground, held onto the wall, and felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground...
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In northern Myanmar, the clock has just passed 12:00 am.
I lay in the warm quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.
Before going to bed, the secretary who is in charge of my daily life brought a bag full of rose petals for bathing. After taking a bath, I curled up in the quilt and started to think about all sorts of things. I was nervous every moment and afraid that Yao Yifeng would suddenly rush in and try to be affectionate with me in a tough attitude.
At that time, I clutched the bed sheet and thought of an excuse to get away with it. It was not until after twelve o'clock that I felt a little relieved that I was overthinking it. However, my right eyelid kept twitching inexplicably and my heart was beating violently too.
I was half asleep and half awake all night until five in the morning, when the sky was just getting light and the sound of a helicopter propeller suddenly came from outside the house. I jumped up from the bed with a start, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in my heart.
I ran outside in my slippers, and the cold wind outside blew into my nightgown, like a bulging balloon that was about to deflate at any moment.
On the open space of the playground.
From a distance, I saw Yao Yifeng coming down from the helicopter with murderous looks on his face, and... there was a girl being escorted down behind him who was also in pajamas.
In an instant, my blood seemed to be frozen by the cold air around me, and my whole body froze in place for a long time, unable to move.
Yao Yifeng trotted over to me when he saw me, took off his coat and put it on me, wrapping me tightly. His voice was calm and gentle, "Why did you run out in such cold weather?"
He hugged me, and his hot body temperature seemed to burn my skin through the fabric, but I felt like I was falling into an icy cave.
Nan Nan, who was not far away, looked at me with her big watery eyes. I was already thinking about many reasons why she was here.
I suppressed the rage in my heart, gently broke free from his embrace, and said with an unhappy look on my face, "Why did you bring my sister's child here?"
Yao Yifeng didn't respond, but just silently picked me up and carried me back to the room.
In the room, he filled a basin with hot water, leaned over, grabbed my ankles firmly and soaked them in the hot water.
He half-knelt beside me, gently washing my feet, and talking to himself about the time when I washed his feet when he had frostbite as a child.
As he spoke, he brought up many things that had happened between Yao Zitong and him in the past. Sometimes he told stories that really happened, and sometimes he told stories that seemed to be deliberately wrong to test me.
I was in a state of confusion, but I pretended to be calm on the surface and still had to pretend to be calm to correct the mistakes in his words.
Seeing the confusion in his eyes gradually turn into bewilderment, I pretended to be nonchalant and asked him again, "Are you trafficking children now? Even my niece?"
Yao Yifeng listened to my questioning, but just stared at my right foot, which was pink and steaming after soaking in hot water. He wrapped it with a towel and placed it between his legs, rubbing it gently.
"Why did you let those two kids call you mom?"
He didn't answer my question, but looked up and asked me back with anger in his eyes.
In just a second, his expression, which had just been tender and gentle, immediately turned into a dark cloud, as if a devastating storm was about to hit at any moment.
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