Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【137 Chiguoguo’s Jealousy】

The sound of Nangong Jue's footsteps gradually disappeared. Song Xiaotou looked at someone who was pretending to be dead and was very happy and said, "Mommy, the food is cold."

Song Xiaozhi opened his eyes, raised his hand and hit Song Xiaotou, "Follow outsiders to bully my mother. See if I don't serve you in my own way."

Song Xiaotou was clever and moved his head and body out of the way. He jumped off the bed and raised his eyebrows, "Mommy, are the Nangong family really outsiders?"

Zhizhi looked calm, "What else do you think?"

"I thought at least one of them was daddy."

"Shitou, you have to know that the people here are not normal, and there is no benefit in getting involved with them!" Song Xiaozhi said seriously.

Mommy, you are abnormal enough!

Song Xiaotou didn't say anything. He walked to the table, took a bowl of soup, and said coolly, "I'm not the one who blocked the gun."

Poof... Zhizhi almost vomited blood and died.

Son, son, can't you be a little more naive?

Zhizhi drank the soup and said nothing.

"Stone, why did you come here?"

After having had enough wine and food, Zhizhi looked at Xiao Shitou sitting by the bed with a puzzled look on his face.

Shitou pointed at his eyes, "That strange sense of picture appeared again. At that time, I suddenly felt frightened. A picture of my mother being shot in danger flashed in front of my eyes. Although it was not clear, I was still worried... It seemed because it had happened before.

After this kind of situation, I can always see Mommy when she is in the most danger, I wonder if it is some special ability!"

"Mother and son are connected!" Song Xiaozhi tightened his hands and quietly grabbed the sheets, "How did you know I was at the auction venue?"

"I checked the tracker placed on Mommy."

"Tracker?" Song Xiaozhi was confused, "When did you install the tracker on me and where is it?"

"There seems to be micro trackers that I invented on my mobile phones, bags, shoes..." Shitou counted on his fingers, "When... it started about four and a half years ago."

Song Xiaozhi's mouth twitched, "What else have you put on me that I don't know about?"

"It's gone," Shitou assured with his hands raised, "Even if it existed, it would have been demolished long ago."

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Song Xiaozhi and Song Xiaotou were arranged to live in Nangong's house. Zhizhi did not choose anyone's villa, but lived in the research institute with An Yi.

So the two women could enjoy the warm care of Xiao Shitou with peace of mind.

"Shitou, I really want to eat caramelized apples. Can you make them for me for lunch?"

An Yi sat for a detailed inspection of Song Xiaozhi, then leaned back on the chair and lazily gave instructions to the little man in front of the computer.

Zhizhi, who was lying on the hospital bed, was angry, "Oh, that's my son!"

"Xiao Zhi, you are not considered a public injury this time. You were injured voluntarily out of love. I have no obligation to provide you with free treatment." An Yi drew the line very clearly, "It is only natural to use your son to pay off debts."

Song Xiaozhi sat up straight and said, "Nangong will never operate on me even if I die."

An Yi lowered his head and approached her with a dark expression, "Xiao Zhi, do you know that I am a ghost doctor? Do you know that I can create hundreds of illusions that your death from illness has nothing to do with me?"

"You are simply a dark wolf in pure sheep's clothing."

An Yi covered her mouth and smiled, "It's just a wolf, not a pervert!"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Song Xiaozhi rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Bai Qingcheng is not good at handling pressure. It's really unjust for a kind-hearted person like me to be misunderstood like this."

"Yes... Xiaozhi, you are very kind in my heart, otherwise why would you risk your own life and rush forward to block the gun for the young master!"

Song Xiaozhi had three black lines on his forehead, shut up and stopped talking.

She has so many interesting points that An Yi shot her in just a few sentences...

Song Xiaotou turned back from the computer at this time and said seriously: "Aunt An, have you caught the sniper?"

"Of course we have been caught. We will hand everything over to the Third Young Master for interrogation. The person behind the scenes will probably be found out tonight."

An Yi answered, and Song Xiaotou repeated, "Third Young Master..."

It's not that he doubts Nangong Yu's ability, it's just... can he do it?

"Don't worry about Shitou, the third young master is naturally talented at torturing prisoners." An Yi stood up and stretched, "Stone, pulled apples, pulled apples, pulled apples..."

Song Xiaozhi rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm sorry, Miss An, my son will only take care of me and keep others away."

Turning to Song Xiaotou, "Shitou, listen to mommy, just make chicken wings for mommy to eat at noon."

Shitou jumped out of the chair, took off the black-rimmed glasses from his fair face, and a cute and charming smile appeared on his pink cheeks, "Mommy, actually I don't complain even if I take care of Aunt An."

An Yi was proud and raised the corners of her mouth, as if Song Xiao knew you had lost.

"There's no difference between taking care of one person who can't take care of himself, and taking care of two." Shi Shi's smile was still sweet, as sweet as a honeypot!

After that, he turned around and left.

Song Xiaozhi and An Yi were shot at the same time.

Zhizhi looked at Song Xiaotou's back, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Son, are you starting to feel resentful towards your mother...

An Yi turned around, looked at Zhi Zhi for a long time, and said meaningfully: "Xiao Zhi, you are really not worthy of your son."

Zhizhi is angry!

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"Brother, the Ou family's headquarters was destroyed overnight. It seems that the old fox of the Ou family and his few subordinates noticed the kill order and did not return to their home." Nangong Yu played with the lighter in his hand, raised his eyelids and reported to Nangong Jue,

"The old fox is not too stupid for discovering that the map is fake so quickly."

Nangong Jue sat at his desk and pondered, and asked in a low voice: "Have you all confessed?"

Nangong Yu was full of confidence, "There are twenty-five people in total, and they all confessed. It was the Ou family who paid for the murder."

Nangong Jue pondered for a while, "Continue the trial."

"Still going to trial?" Nangong Yu said in a reluctant tone, "Brother, I haven't visited Xiaozhi since he got sick, and I also need to ask about the child..."

"Unless there is a second result from the trial, you will stay in the basement and don't come out."

Young Master Nangong suddenly became angry and ordered in a cold voice with a gloomy face, "Get out."

Nangong Yu walked out of the study in dismay, looked back at the lit study, and clicked her tongue.

No matter what, Shitou cannot be the son of the unfeminine young master Nangong.

So, brother, you are jealous, very jealous!