Spoiled: The Face-changing Bride

In fact, these are the words of comfort from the East.

Little Xingxing, from having breakfast and playing alone in the back garden, has not seen him in the past three hours. The servants noticed something and reported it immediately.

Then, everyone searched together, and two or three hours passed, but no one was found either.

Finally, in a remote corner behind a big tree in Houhua, I found a dog hole, and I had a hunch that something might have happened to Little Xingxing.

Just as Chen Jingyi's words of comforting Dongfang Qi fell, the phone in the living room rang suddenly.

Everyone was startled and stared at the phone with a bit of panic on their faces.

There seemed to be a hunch that the phone call was definitely related to the disappearance of Little Xingxing.

In the end, it was the housekeeper who calmed down first and went to answer the phone. As soon as he picked up the phone, he said, "Hello, Dongfang Family House!"

Not knowing what the other party said, the housekeeper took the phone and said to Murong Yue, "Young madam, the person on the phone said it was looking for you!"

Everyone looked at Murong Yue.

Murong Yue immediately ran over to answer the phone and said, "Hello, hello!"

"Murong Yue, haven't seen you for so many years, the better you are, the more proud you are!" A voice came from the microphone.

Murong Yue said calmly, "Who are you?"

"Haha, who am I?" The person in the microphone seemed to be laughing wildly, "You actually ask me who I am? It's so ridiculous, it's so ridiculous. How much we used to love each other like glue. stick together day and night.

You can't even hear my voice now.

It's so funny! "

Murong Yue was shocked, and said coldly, "Ji Rong Han!"

"Haha, it seems that you forgot my voice, but not my name, Murong Yue, does that mean that you still keep me in your heart!" Ji Ronghan said loudly.

Dongfang Hao frowned, walked over, and said into the microphone, "Ji Ronghan, speak up if you have something to say, if you have something to say! We don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"

Ji Ronghan was stunned for a moment, then said with a crazy smile, "No time? Well, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Murong Yue, Dongfang Hao, are you looking for your son, oh what's your name, you call him Little Xingxing? Bar?"

When Murong Yue heard this, she asked in a loud voice, "Ji Rong Han, did you kidnap my son, did you kidnap my son?"

Ji Ronghan sarcastically said, "Murong Yue, I kidnapped your son, so what?"

"Quickly let go of my son, something is coming to me, Murong Yue, so let go of my son quickly." Murong Yue roared with anger.

Dongfang Hao looked at Murong Yue who was out of control, and immediately stepped forward to hug her, took the phone, and said sharply, "Ji Ronghan, when you say you kidnapped my son, you kidnapped my son. Where's the evidence?"

Ji Ronghan laughed and said, "You want evidence, okay, I'll let you hear about your lovely son!"

Immediately, everyone in the hall heard the scolding from the microphone, "Stinky boy, hurry up and make your father believe that you are here with me!"

"You bad guy, I just don't shout, I don't shout! My dad will definitely catch you and save me! Humph, big bad guy!"

As soon as the familiar and tender voice came out of the microphone, everyone's faces changed drastically, especially the three women in the family, whose expressions were about to collapse.

Murong Yue was even more so, she shouted loudly, "Little Star, Little Star, it's Little Star...

She broke free from Dongfang Hao's embrace, held the microphone at a loss, and cried and asked loudly, "Ji Ronghan, what do you want? You let my son go, and the grievances between us should not involve the child!"