Song Xiaomeng grabbed Song Yiran's sleeve and held it tightly, with an expression that she would never let go. She must stay and be with her mother!

"Be good, mommy wants to do things. It's really inconvenient for you to be here, and it will be very dangerous. Go back with Gong Ming and be with Daddy."

Song Yiran was patient and discussed with Song Xiaomeng softly. However, Song Xiaomeng's attitude was particularly firm. She was obviously the most obedient and well-behaved child in the past. This made Song Yiran quite a headache. Something happened to Song Xiaobiao, and she could no longer let Song Xiaomeng get involved in danger.

"I want to stay and protect my mom. My brother is not here, Xiao Meng must protect my mom on behalf of my brother. Mommy, don't leave Xiao Meng alone, okay?"

Song Xiaomeng raised her head, looked at Song Yiran with red eyes and a pitiful look on her face.

Looking at the baby's pitiful appearance, Song Yiran almost couldn't help but feel soft. However, when she thought of the ubiquitous danger, her heart became hard again. After using a little force, she broke Song Xiaomeng's hand apart. Song Yiran squatted down and looked at her seriously.

"Song Xiaomeng, it's not the time to be willful. Mommy doesn't want to be separated from you, but it will be dangerous for you to stay by your side. Mommy loves you and can't joke about your safety. Be good, follow Gong Ming away, okay?"

"No, I'll stay with Mommy and don't go anywhere."

"Song Xiaomeng."

Song Yiran's voice couldn't help but increase a little bit, and her tone became a little bit more stern. This was the first time she talked to Song Xiaomeng in such a tone. Song Xiaomeng, who was originally just acting, was really scared now, and tears rolled down from her eyes in an instant.

Gong Ming saw it on the side and wanted to stand out, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he had to look at the mother and daughter worriedly.

"Song Xiaomeng, Mommy is not joking with you now, nor is she asking for your opinions, but is making my decision. Do you understand?"

Song Yiran's tone was still serious, and there was no softening at all because of Song Xiaomeng's tears.

Song Xiaomeng knew that Mommy was serious this time. No matter whether she was acting cute or cheating, Mommy would send her away. But she really didn't want to leave at all, and wanted to be with Mommy.

"Gong Ming, please help me take good care of Xiao Meng."

After Song Yiran finished speaking, he turned to look at the killer standing by the side, following them from City A to the Mu family in Mingye.

"You all escort Xiao Meng back. If there is any mistake, you don't have to see your boss again."

Song Yiran's voice was cold, sharp and solemn. Even though those killers had been through the battlefield for a long time, they were impressed by her momentum at this moment. No one remembered that their task was to protect Song Xiaomeng and Song Yiran, not just to protect Song Xiaomeng, and no one felt that there was anything wrong with obeying Song Yiran's orders.

In the world of killers, the strong are respected.

Song is still more powerful than them, and he is the absolute dominant and leader.

Song Yiran has made a one-sided decision on the issue of Song Xiaomeng's stay or not. Even if Song Xiaomeng was unhappy with ten thousand and ten thousand, there would be no change in the matter that Song Yiran decided. What's more, Mu Shiyan Zheng is not in the Mu family now. If he delays it again, he still doesn't know what kind of trouble will happen.

The depressed Song Xiaomeng was abducted by Gong Ming with delicious food. Looking at the little guy who was always full of energy, Gong Ming felt so distressed.

"Little Mengge, Aunt Song is also worried about you. She did this for your own good, and you really can't help her if you stay."

Gong Ming stroked Song Xiaomeng's head and comforted her softly.

"But I want to help Mommy, I don't want to see Mommy feel sad and sad. I hate the bad guys who bully Mommy, and the bad guys who took my brother away."

Song Xiaomeng clenched her fists tightly, and said with red eyes and anger.

"Don't worry, I will fight you away all the bad guys."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, my words are just as effective as Song's."

Gong Ming patted his chest and promised Song Xiaomeng that he looked serious, serious and safe, and then Song Xiaomeng reluctantly believed it.

"Okay, I'll go back obediently."

Successfully convinced Song Xiaomeng, and Gong Ming went to find Song Yiran again. Although he didn't know what connection Song Yiran had with his uncle, he didn't want any trouble between the two to be faster. After all, he still liked Song Xiaomeng very much.

It cannot be affected by the problems between adults.

Although Gong Ming seems to be unreliable, he will definitely hold on to what he has determined.

"Aunt Song, Xiao Meng agreed to leave."

"Is that so? Thank you for your hard work."

Song Yiran raised his eyebrows and smiled, but his smile was no longer as unrestrained as usual, but he became more tired. Gong Ming pursed his lips, but he still said nothing.

Forget it, anyway, the uncle will solve his uncle's affairs by himself. He can still make decisions about his affairs by himself.

After confirming that he was about to leave, Song Yiran kept asking the people around him to take Song Xiaomeng away almost for a moment. The people sent by Li Shaoyan had already arranged the arrangements and just picked up the meeting halfway.

"Good Xiao Meng, mommy will definitely try to go back early."

Song Yiran stroked his daughter's soft hair with some reluctance and said in a gentle tone. Song Xiaomeng blinked and nodded seriously.

"Mommy, I will wait for you with my dad at home. Mommy promises that I will rush back as soon as possible."

"Well, mommy and Xiao Meng promise."

Song Yiran smiled and kissed Song Xiaomeng on the forehead, and said firmly.

The group quickly left the old house of Mu family. Song Yiran watched everyone board the helicopter and breathed a sigh of relief. When there was no more shadow of the helicopter in her sight, she put away the warmth on her face and became sharp and condensing.

She is going to go to Z City to find Lin Xuetong.

Now that Song Xiaomeng is not by her side, she doesn’t have that many concerns. Mu Shiyan will continue to deal with her, but now is not the time.

After confirming the plan, Song Yiran immediately left the Mu family's old house.

By the time Mu Shiyan got the news, the Mu family had already been empty. He could not reveal his purpose yet, and of course he could not take any tough attitude towards Song Yiran's departure. What's more, he still needed to think of a more detailed and rigorous plan.

So all the storms stopped strangely, and a brief tranquility suddenly appeared.

Song Yiran appeared in front of Xiao Lin and Lin Xuetong the next afternoon. After several days of rest, Lin Xuetong's health was almost well.

"Yeah, it looks quite energetic."

Song Yiran looked at Lin Xuetong and Xiao Lin with a joking look on her face. Seeing the warm and sweet interaction between the two, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

I am so glad that they didn't miss each other and could still be together.

"Lin Mufei is dead, but things are still messy, right?"

Lin Xuetong raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Yiran, hitting the nail on the head.

"Yes. I thought that if Lin Mufei died, all the puzzles would be solved. But now more problems are involved, and even the dark night is involved. I am really speechless now and don't know what to do next."

Song Yiran frowned, his eyes full of sorrow.

Lin Xuetong looked at her quietly, her eyes showing sharp insight into everything: "Apart from that, you should have something to do, right?"

Song Yiran could not make any unnecessary expressions except for being shocked.

He is worthy of being his good sisters, and he is so keen.

However, Song still would not admit it or let Lin Xuetong know about it. This incident was a scar that she buried deeply in her heart for many years and was unwilling to reveal. Now, she also wants to face it alone.

"I'm worried that Xiaobao was taken away by Mu Shiyan's people. But Mu Shiyan has remained silent and is still pretending. I don't know what his purpose is, nor do I know whether Xiaobao is safe now."

"Xiaobao is so smart, he will protect himself."

"It's because I'm too smart that I'm even more worried."

Song Yiran couldn't help but sigh with a self-deprecating sigh. A six-year-old child is too smart and too sharp, and it will not be a good thing after all. If someone likes his ability, just use some means to turn Song Xiaobao into a simple murder machine or a puppet used for him.

If that kind of thing really happened, Song still would never forgive himself.

"Don't think too much, that kind of thing won't happen."

As a good sister, Lin Xuetong naturally knew what Song Yiran meant. She frowned and comforted her with a serious look on her face.

"I hope."

Song Yiran sighed, and the bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger. After talking to Lin Xuetong for a while in the hospital, Song Yiran dragged her tired body to the booked hotel. She needed a good rest and then faced Gong Jue.

After washing away all over his body, Song Yiran suddenly lost all sleepiness.

Sitting in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window, I opened my eyes and looked at the twinkling neon lights and traffic downstairs.

What is Li Shaoyan doing now? His tone was obviously wrong that day. Did he notice something? Or was he angry with himself?

How would she explain to Li Shaoyan?

A messy thought flashed in my mind and my headache was split. I wanted to call Li Shaoyan, but I could not dial out the number I knew well with my cell phone.

Oh.

She, Song Yiran, would have such a time to wince and be incompetent. If she talks out, it would make people laugh.

In the end, Song Yiran did not call Li Shaoyan, but called Gong Ming.

"Aunt Song."

"Are you here? Is Xiao Meng good-for-behaved?"

"Just arrived, everything went smoothly. Xiaomeng was sleepy and was sleeping. Uncle called and was on the way. You don't have to worry, it's enough to concentrate on doing your own things."

"Yeah, please trouble you."

After confirming Song Xiaomeng's safety, Song still hung up the phone without saying anything. Her chaotic mood still could not be calmed down, and her irritability made her even want to use nicotine to numb herself.

In the dark night, time passes by minute by second.

The phone ringing was abrupt, cutting through the silence, causing the panic in Song Yiran's heart to suddenly swell several times. She took the phone eagerly, but couldn't see it and answer it.

"It's me, Gong Jue."

The cold and deserted voice penetrated into the eardrums, and the tone that was so plain that there was no ups and downs made Song Yiran's heart suddenly tighten.

"It's Xiaobao, is there any news?"
Chapter completed!