Chapter 100 speechless

Damn it. Seeing the coming little Mia, Qing Yuxuan sent out a dark spell. "Dad, will you abandon me like your mother? I am very good, I... I will listen to you, and I promise I won't make you angry." Little Mia looked at Qing Yuxuan wronged Baba. A left father, a right father, let Qing Yuxuan a face of irritability. "Take her to chase Zou Zhener and give her daughter." Qing Yuxuan coldly commanded the servants around him. "Really want to treat her like this? Zou Zhener doesn't seem to want to take her away." District Jiaman pulled Qing Yuxuan's sleeve and whispered. Qing Yuxuan sighed: "I can't take her in forever. Leaving her at home is a time bomb. Zou Zhener may use her at any time and cause us trouble, understand?" Qing Yuxuan's words filled Qu Jiaman with helplessness. Although she was full of sympathy and compassion for Xiao Mia, she also knew that Qing Yuxuan was right and Zou Zhener did not worry people. Looking at the child being forcibly taken away by the servant, Qu Jiaman felt a little uncomfortable. Little Mia's crying rang in their ears until it disappeared. Although I haven't been in contact with Xiao Mia for a long time, Ou Jiaman likes this child inexplicably, perhaps because she is as cute as her daughter. "Let's go back, the two babies are still waiting for us." Qing Yuxuan saw that District Jiaman was distressed by Xiao Mia's thoughts and could not help saying softly in her ear. Qu Jiaman nodded her head. Just as she was about to leave the mansion with Qing Yuxuan, the servant came back, and... holding the little Mia who was supposed to be sent away. What happened? Qu Jiaman has a face of doubts. "Her mother didn't want her and just got on the bus and left." The servant came to the front of the two with little Mia in his arms and said helplessly. "Zou Zhener..." Qing Yuxuan's handsome face was immediately covered with a layer of frost. "What should I do?" Qu Jiaman asked softly, Zou Zhener's reaction to her daughter, she was really speechless, originally some sympathy for her, but now... "Auntie, can you take me in?" Little Mia came to the front of Ou Jiaman and blinked her big watery eyes. In the face of such eager eyes, Ou Jiaman really couldn't bear to refuse, but... but what Qing Yuxuan said just now has been ringing in his ear. With a sigh, Ou Jiaman squatted in front of Xiao Mia: "Little Mia, aunt welcomes you to be a guest at home, but... aunt can't take you in, aunt and uncle will send you to find your mother later." The tears on Xiao Mia's face immediately flowed down, which made Qu Jiaman feel distressed and hurriedly held her in her arms to comfort her. It was not until little Mia's mood slowly recovered that Ou Jiaman and Qing Yuxuan left the mansion with little Mia. Little Mia, who was sitting in the car, said nothing, but tears kept flowing down her pink cheeks. Seeing the poor child, Ou Jiayi looked helpless. Qing Yuxuan drove directly to Zou Zhener's apartment. Clearly Zou Zhener was in the room, but no matter how Qing Yuxuan rang the doorbell, she never opened the door. "Is she planning not to have a daughter?" Zou Zhener's behavior made Qu Jiaman feel a little incredible. Is she really a mother? Qing Yuxuan was completely angered. He made a series of phone calls directly. "Someone abandoned her daughter." Qing Yuxuan only said one sentence, and the man on the other end of the phone immediately understood what he meant. After hanging up the phone, he immediately took his men and came to Zou Zhener's apartment as quickly as possible. Seeing the man and his men, Ou Jiaman gasped. "You... you called the police?" Ou Jiayi looked at Qing Yuxuan in surprise. Qing Yuxuan's knife-shaped eyebrows frowned: "Is there any other way?" "Give it to us." The man said to Qing Yuxuan, then immediately rang the doorbell and reported his identity. Through the monitor on the wall, Peter Li saw the policeman standing outside the door, which made his face very ugly and directly pulled Zou Zhener sitting on the sofa to the door. "See? You brought the police? If the police know about my" business ", you will kill me. Open the door quickly." Li Peter grabbed Zou Zhener's hair and angrily ordered. Zou Zhener almost cried with pain in her hair, revealing a touch of pain on her face. The pain made her face full of ferocious and looked very terrible. "Open the door quickly." Under the threat of Peter Li, Zou Zhener entered the password. At the same time as the door was opened, Li Petersch loosened his hand, and the ferocious face on his face was instantly replaced by gentleness. "Mom..." I have been waiting at the door, and now I finally saw Zou Zhener. Little Mia jumped directly into her arms. Qu Jiaman clearly saw Zou Zhener's red and swollen cheeks. "Let's go, the police will deal with it." Qing Yuxuan directly took Ou Jiaman's hand and walked quickly to the elevator. "Yuxuan..." Zou Zhener greeted Qing Yuxuan's name behind him, but... but he didn't get any response. She watched helplessly as Qing Yuxuan took Ou Jiaman's hand and walked into the elevator. ... I don't know if the appearance of the police scared Zou Zhener. In the next few days, Zou Zhener didn't appear in front of Qing Yuxuan, and even Xiao Mia lost the news. Ou Jiaman was a little worried about the situation in Xiao Mia. She wanted to call Zou Zhener several times to ask about the news of Xiao Mia, but... when she picked up the phone, she gave up the decision again. I hope Zou Zhener can do her mother's duty and take good care of Xiao Mia's daughter. "Are you ready?" Qing Yuxuan's deep and mellow voice like red wine rang in Ou Jiaman's ear. Qu Jiaman nodded his head. "The information has been completed and the two treasures have been arranged." Qing Yuxuan OK, directly put the two bags in his hand in front of Qu Jiaman. "Go and change clothes, it's almost time." Ou Jiaman nodded and took the bag into the dressing room inside. Kung Fu is not big, a pure white dress Ou Jiaman, walked to the front of Qing Yuxuan. The high split design makes her straight and slender jade legs looming when walking, attracting men's eyes all the time. Qing Yuxuan, who changed into a dark special suit, had his big hand with distinct joints lightly buckled at the waist of Ou Jiaman. "I have a feeling that I don't want to attend tonight's charity dinner." Qing Yuxuan's vigorous voice, like cello, dripped into Ou Jiaman's ear. Qu Jiaman mischievously vomited out his tongue and proudly raised his delicate little chin. "I have a lot of market, Qing Da Shao." There is a market? Qing Yuxuan smiled, but there was an evil smile in the smile, a slender index finger and a light pick on her delicate chin: "With me, your market is... zero."