The maid put the luggage in the trunk of the BMW SUV that Cheng Yingxuan parked in the yard.

She entered the driver's seat, and Yan Shiting took Cheng Xiaobao into the passenger seat.

Mu Yufeng stood next to the car, "Xuan Xuan, did you really go like this?"

The pitiful look of an abandoned puppy.

She finally asked, "You have been tied for a few days, is your body okay?"

"Very bad." He smiled bitterly.

She glanced suspiciously at how he looked healthy, and said politely, "Then take a good rest."

"With your words, I will definitely." He showed a brilliant sign smile, even the moonlight was discolored.

Yan Shiting thought that his left face was ruined, and he was not happy to see his handsome face. "Cheng Yingxuan, don't drive yet, it's midnight!"

"Off your ass?" She gave him a glance. "What are you doing in my car?"

"Drive." He was expressionless.

Cheng Yingxuan really drove away the car with one foot.

Mu Yufeng looked at the dustless SUV, and a feeling of being abandoned emerged spontaneously.

Six years ago, she disappeared into the vast crowd.

Now, he would never allow her to leave sight.

The Yanjia bodyguards also withdrew from Mujia Manor as Yan Shiting left, and the new Mujia bodyguards entered.

"Come here, tidy up and move to Jinghongyuan." Mu Yufeng's tone was not fluctuating.

He believes that with Xuan Xuan's character, it is impossible to go to the villa next door with Yan Shiting, she will return to her own home.

And his house in Jinghongyuan is opposite her house.

Cheng Yingxuan parked the car at the gate of the villa next door, and gave a glance to Yan Shiting in the co-pilot's seat. "Your home is here, you can get off the car."

"This is Xiaobao's family." He was indifferent.

Cheng Xiaobao, held in his arms, raised his head, "Uncle Yan, isn't this your villa?"

"I gave it to you, it's yours."

"Oh." The little one nodded.

"I just let you sit here by the ride." Cheng Yingxuan's face was full of anger. "Where are you going, trouble you to get off."

"Where you go, I'll go." Relying on reason.

"I go back to my own home." She parked the car, got out of the car and went outside the passenger seat, preparing to pull the door, trying to pull him out of the car.

Somehow he locked the car door from the inside.

She pulled the door handle a few times and shouted, "Yan Shiting, what are you doing!"

"Be the father of Cheng Xiaobao." He answered in a concise way, very easy to understand.

Cheng Xiaobao raised his head inconceivably and glanced at him, "Uncle Yan, I'm so gentle, you are so irritable, I don't look like you, how can I be a father and son?"

Yan Shiting's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, "You just learned from me!"

"You're just about learning from me." Xiaobao doesn't buy it.

"Stinky boy." He pinched the little boy's face.

Xiaobao frowned a little, "Don't pinch me, I will turn my face."

"I'm still afraid you won't turn your face?" Not threatened.

Xiao Bao reached out with a small hand, and he bowed his head deliberately. The little guy whispered in his ear, "It's annoying me, and I quietly told my mom that you bullied me, it's bad for me, abuse. Me, scold me. The stepfather under the world is not good, Uncle Yan, would you be more important than us who are in Xuan Xuan's heart? Are you sure to fight me?"

If the little guy is really so overwhelming, it goes without saying that he will be complained to death by Cheng Yingxuan, "Tu Zizi, you have such a dark heart, who did you learn from?"