Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion

"Little Xingchen" cried louder and louder, and her little hands restlessly resisted Ye Erruo.

"Give it to me, young lady." The nanny finally couldn't bear it anymore and went straight to grab the child from Ye Erruo's arms.

Ye Erruo stood aside blankly and watched the nanny gently coaxing the baby.

What surprised her was that after a while, little Xingchen actually stopped crying, and hummed softly in her nanny's arms as if she was particularly aggrieved.

At that moment, Ye Erruo's heart felt as if a needle had pricked her heart, as if Xiao Xingchen was not her son, but the nanny's child.

Mo Jiangye saw that Ye Erruo looked wrong and glared at Bo Yu fiercely.

"Why don't you take the young master down??"

"Yes, yes." The wet nurse quickly hugged Xingchen down.

Suddenly, Ye Erruo felt empty.

"What are you standing for? Come here!" Mo Jiangye reached out and pulled Ye Erruo into his arms.

"You are still injured!!" Ye Erruo moved aside.

Mo Jiangye didn't allow her to leave him, and held her waist with his big hands to keep her close to him.

"What are you doing? Be careful and touch the wound again."

Mo Jiangye's face was also injured in several places, and the flaws on his handsome face were obvious.

"I will find a doctor to look at that ugly boy, and I will also find someone to help him bring his soul back as you said. Don't give me a sad face, Ye Erruo, I just can't see you being unhappy at all!"

"Mo Jiangye..." Ye Erruo sat in his arms and touched his cheek, with many questions in her mind.

"explain!"

"Did you feel something was wrong with little Xingchen?"

Mo Jiangye suddenly tensed up: "Something's wrong? What's wrong?"

Damn~

It had only been one day and she had discovered something was wrong?

Can't touch, can't touch, absolutely can't let her touch that boy again!

Ye Erruo frowned: "It feels wrong."

"Feeling, how do you feel?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"An indescribable feeling."

The little Xingchen now feels completely different to the little Xingchen before. Everything is strange.

Mo Jiangye gradually clenched his fists: "Just because he keeps crying? It's not impossible for such a big fire, and he is so young, to be frightened and go insane."

Ye Erruo looked at him with wide eyes: "What kind of mental disorder? How can you say this about your son?"

He sighed: "Let me use an analogy. Stop thinking nonsense. Too much thinking will lead to malnutrition. Malnutrition will lead to hair loss. Hair loss will lead to baldness. Do you want to become bald?"

"..."

"The servant whose mistake caused the fire can no longer stay in the manor." Ye Erruo said seriously.

"You still need to tell me?"

Even if those servants and wet nurses survive, he will not let them have an easy time, and he will pay for his life with his life! It would not be a pity for them to die a hundred times!

The wet nurse deliberately set the fire, and several servants could not escape the suspicion of being an accomplice.

The motive for killing his son?

Why would they kill a two-month-old baby?

Mo Jiangye only felt that this matter was definitely not that simple. There seemed to be a pair of devil's claws behind the fire that was pushing and controlling the fire!

"Mo Jiangye, the three of us will sleep together as a family tonight."

"I don't agree. I saved him. I was seriously injured. You should comfort me." He said this deliberately!

"What's wrong with him? Little Xingchen is our son."

Mo Jiangye sighed deeply: "Ruo Baobao~ I just want you to sleep with me."

Then he stared at her with aggrieved eyes, took her hand and rubbed it: "My wound hurts!"