After hanging up the phone, Midou looked back at the door, which happened to meet Yan's peeking eyes.

"Aunt Yan, are you eavesdropping on the phone call from the baby?"

Yan felt a little uncomfortable when she was caught when she was eavesdropping on her face, but she could only blame this guy for being so alert that she could even be seen so cautious.

"No." Yan jumped out from behind the door and waved at Midou awkwardly, "I just came over and asked if you called your mom to notify her, and I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone~"

After saying that, Yan reached out to pat Midou's head and looked at him with a smile.

Midou blinked and looked at her for a long time, "Auntie Yan just wants to eavesdrop on Midou's phone call."

The smile on Yan's face froze a little, and then she simply threw herself into pieces and threw herself: "Okay, OK, Aunt Yan is just eavesdropping on your phone, okay? Is your mommy asking you to wait for her?"

Seeing that she admitted it generously, Midou did not ask any further, but nodded.

Yan's mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Actually, Aunt Yan didn't mean to eavesdrop on Midou's phone call, but... in front of your uncle, remember not to expose your mommy, do you know?"

"Why?" Midou looked at Yan with dark eyes inexplicably.

Facing these clean and thorough eyes, Yan really couldn't lie, so she could only open her eyes and whisper: "Don't ask too much, I'll explain it to you in the future, but not now. Midou, Aunt Yan knows that you are different from ordinary children, and you also know that you are very smart, so this time you must agree to Aunt Yan? Let your mother handle this matter by herself."

After saying that, Yan looked at Midou seriously.

Midou stared at her too.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Midou suddenly tilted her head, "But, I don't know anything. What can I say to my uncle?"

"You, why do you know nothing? You and your father..."

Speaking of this, Yan suddenly realized and stepped forward to hug Midou.

"Midou, you are so smart. Aunt Yan likes you so much."

Hearing the words, a disgusting expression appeared on Midou's face, then reached out and pushed Yan away, and snorted: "Midou only likes my mommy~ Aunt Yan obviously likes her uncle more!"

When the guy mentioned his own concern, Yan could only touch his nose embarrassedly and coughed lightly, "Okay, whether you like you or your uncle more, it's almost the same. Anyway, they all like Midou. Who makes us Midou so smart and cute?"

Midou ignored Yan's flattery and put down her phone and waited for her mother to arrive at her.

I don’t know how Mommy and Daddy were doing last night, so I won’t forgive Daddy like this, right? Humph, then he is not sure.

Daddy, I used to bully my mom so much, and I wanted my mom to forgive him so quickly, so don’t even think about it!!

When Han Muzi went out, the driver from Haijiang Villa sent her over. When she arrived at the entrance of the district, Han Muzi asked her to go back. At first, the driver was a little worried and insisted on waiting for her to come.

In desperation, Han Muzi had to tell the driver that Ye Moshen would come to pick him up. Then the driver showed a sudden enlightenment expression and drove away consciously.

After the driver left, Han Muzi breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs.

After entering the house, Han Muzi called Midou's name.

Then he saw Midou running down from the upper floor, so fast that Han Mu's purple color changed. He watched him run towards him in fear, trying to stop him from standing, but he was afraid that he would scare him, but he fell down later.

So, when Midou pounced into Han Muzi's arms, the first thing Han Muzi did was to reach out and pinch Midou's ears.

"Who made you run so fast? The stairs are so high and you run so fast, aren't you afraid of falling? Midou, do you think your body is not made of meat?"

Her tone was very stern, and she knew it wasn't a joke at first glance.

Midou didn't dare to argue with her, so he stuck out his tongue at her and made a face. "I'm sorry, Mommy, it's all Midou, Midou just saw Mommy, so he was anxious for a moment, just..."

After saying that, Midou raised her face, looked at her pitifully with expression and look, and looked like she did it herself and asked for care.

Seeing such a midou, Han Muzi's mood that he wanted to continue scolding just now disappeared.

Midou stretched out her claws and pointed at her ears pitifully, reminding her: "Mommy, it hurts~"

Han Muzi subconsciously let go of her hand and rubbed her ears for him: "Does it hurt? Is it because Mommy is exerting too much?"

"Yeah!" Midou pouted her lips aggrievedly, looking at her with tears in her eyes. This look made Han Muzi feel so distressed.

"Okay, it's Mommy's wrong. Don't be angry with Mommy, okay? Go and wash your face, then change your clothes, and let's go to my uncle's house."

Midou nodded obediently, "Then mom wait for Midou."

Then Midou turned around and walked upstairs. When he was about to run, Han Muzi said something again, so he had to slowly go upstairs.

Yan happened to be standing at the stairs and saw everything she had just given birth. After Midou left, she walked up and twitched.

"Midou's ability to be so cute is getting more and more perfect~"

Han Muzi: “…”

She glanced at Yan helplessly. Although she knew that Midou was deliberately selling miserable to her, who told him to smash it? Her own child could only spoil her, alas.

"Han Qing suddenly called you to go back, what's going on? He didn't know what happened to you and Mr. Ye?"

When talking about this, Han Muzi's face was calm, as if she was not worried at all.

Yan couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you still so calm? That's your brother, aren't you worried?"

Han Muzi raised her eyes, looked at her calmly, and then said softly: "Will it work if I am worried? Anyway, he will know about this matter sooner or later, so, it will be no difference if you know it later."

After hearing this, Yan also felt that what she said made sense.

If Mu Zi wanted to be with Ye Moshen, Han Qing would definitely know about this sooner or later, so it seems that there is no difference between knowing now and knowing later...

Thinking of this, Yan nodded: "Then have you figured out how to tell your brother?"

How to say it?

Thinking of what he might have to say to Han Qing today and what he made, Han Muzi felt a chill on her back, but... she seemed to have no choice.
Chapter completed!