Chapter 225 Mianmian doesn’t want to be that bad

Mianmian can hear that her two great-nephews are worried about her.

She lowered her eyes, feeling a little panicked for a moment.

She almost hit Yang Xian just now. Wei Kang's tone was so urgent that he sounded very angry. Her mother also said that she was born with great strength. If she didn't control it, she might let the little monsters on the mountain report to the underworld while playing.

So she has been learning to control herself.

I felt murderous intent from Yang Xian just now. If I hadn't held back, that blow would have really killed Yang Xian.

Mianmian couldn't help but wonder: Will my nephew criticize me? Will he be afraid of me too?

As the little boy thought about it, he started to miss his parents again.

She wanted to control her emotions and not cry, but she just couldn't help it.

Su Chenyi was just squatting there, still thinking about how to comfort the tense little girl, when he saw the tears falling to the ground and scattering into even smaller beads.

Because of his talent in painting, Su Chenyi's eyes see things differently from ordinary people. What he sees is more detailed and the colors are richer, which is called four-color color vision.

The light reflected by the tears fell into Su Chenyi's eyes, making Su Chenyi feel even more distressed.

"Aunt, you didn't do anything wrong." Su Chenyi's tone was gentle and straightforward.

He took out a baby tissue from his pocket and wiped the little kid's tears.

"real."

Mianmian looked up at Su Chenyi, tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes.

Su Chenyi was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to show his emotion. He smiled very seriously, and his smile was gentler than usual.

Mianmian threw herself into Su Chenyi's arms and whispered, "Mianmian used all her strength just now, just a little bit, just a little bit... But, he was the first to have murderous intent."

Su Chenyi originally thought that the young lady was frightened by Yang Xian, who was wearing zombie makeup, so she fought back.

Now hearing Ruanruan's words, his heart sank.

The word "murderous intent" is not made up in novels.

To be honest, in order to ensure the safety of their personnel, the Su family has well-trained bodyguards.

It is said that this tradition dates back to the generation of my great-great-grandfather, when a family member was assassinated for some reason. For family reasons, bodyguards were trained to protect the master's family, and this tradition has been passed down to the present day.

The Su family is loyal to the country, and the bodyguard agency is also in accordance with regulations, with complete documents and employment contracts filed with relevant departments. Even if the bodyguards receive some special training, it is only permitted by relevant documents.

Therefore, Su Chenyi knew that some "special" bodyguards could show murderous aura. They were also ordered by Mr. Su to experience it, so that they could have a little sensitivity before the "crisis" came.

My great aunt must have learned more than them since she was a child.

Now that my aunt said that she saw murderous intent in Yang Xian, then Yang Xian must really have it.

Yang Xian lost both his parents when he was young and ran away from home because he was abused by his relatives. He has been wandering for more than ten years and is clearly just an ordinary homeless person.

At least that was what the intelligence network showed before the live broadcast with my aunt.

Even if Yang Xian knew how to fight, it was something he learned from fighting with other homeless people for territory when he was wandering. It was not an extraordinary skill.

"Aunt, my second nephew believes in you." Su Chenyi patted the little girl's back and said softly, "Let's discuss it with your eldest nephew to see what went wrong."

Mianmian nodded obediently: "Okay, okay, Mianmian, Mianmian doesn't want to be that bad."

She is a fair and strict child, she doesn't want to become the big devil in the storybooks who kills everyone she sees!

Su Chenyi picked up the little baby and felt heartbroken.

Alas, being too capable is also a burden, and I always worry that my behavior is too much. My little aunt is only three years and eight months old, and she has to endure this.

Su Chenyi tagged Su Chenjin and Su Chenzhou in the group and briefly explained what happened. There were many details to discuss, so text communication would be better.

At this time, the third brother Su Chenyu also had time. After seeing the group message, he asked with concern: [Is my aunt okay? I will video chat with my aunt to see her.] Old Master Su: [Third brother, don’t chat in private, just chat here, your mother and I will also check on my aunt.] Video chat in the group does not affect the eldest, second and sixth brothers chatting in the group, which is very good.

Mianmian received Su Chenyu’s video call request and clicked it immediately.

Su Chenyu's gentle face appeared in the camera, and because he was wearing glasses, the lenses were a little reflective.

He quickly noticed that his lenses were reflecting light and adjusted his sitting position, fearing that the reflected light would cause discomfort to the young lady's eyes.

Children's eyes are much more fragile than adults'. Especially after crying, the eyes lack moisture and can easily become inflamed.

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"Aunt, do you still remember me?" Su Chenyu spoke to Mianmian in a teasing tone.

At first, it was Grandpa Su's birthday, so the brothers asked for leave and stayed at home for a few days. The little aunt cried because of her parents' affairs, and the brothers were at a loss.

It was after that incident that Su Chenyu secretly learned a lot of skills to coax children, just because he didn't want to be helpless when his little aunt cried.

"I remember." Mianmian pouted again when she heard her third nephew ask this. Her fragile temper had not yet subsided, and her baby voice seemed muffled. "You are my third nephew, a doctor."

Su Chenyu opened his eyes wide and made them even rounder: "Really? My little aunt still remembers me. Why are you like a little rabbit with such red eyes? Do you have any ointment to apply on your eyes?"

Mianmian shook her head: "No, no, Mianmian is not crying anymore, and she won't be red anymore in a while."

Su Chenyu smiled: "That's good, the last time we met was during a live broadcast. My dear aunt had such a cute smile, why are you so sad today?"

When Mianmian heard Su Chenyu’s question, she looked up at Yang Xian who was not far away.

She noticed that Yang Xian was also looking at her, so she looked away and whispered, "I'm telling you, it's just saying bad things about others, that's not good."

Su Chenyu chuckled.

What's the big deal about saying bad things about others? If he was at the scene, he would give Yang Xian a shot to let him know who he can and cannot mess with.

The director was the same. What would happen if the little girl punched him? At most, Yang Xian's bones would break, and he would catch them! He would catch them well and break them again next time!

Seeing Su Chenyu's strange smile, Mianmian leaned close to the phone, staring at Su Chenyu, and said in a baby voice: "Third nephew, don't be like this, don't be like this, you are thinking about bad things, this is not good for you."

Su Chenyu didn't expect that his aunt would be so sensitive. He stopped thinking and glanced at the chat history in the group.

In an instant, he thought of a way to ask questions.

(End of this chapter)