Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

There was a charming smile on the corner of his lips, which looked so charming that it would kill you: "Yin Yanyan, I'm here to catch you and take you home!"

Yin Yanyan: "..."

It sounds like a husband coming to pick up his absconding wife...

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to take Yin Yanyan's hand. Before Yin Yanyan could react, her body tightened and she was already pulled into someone's arms. ()[

Ling Shaomo actually took a hand

That hand was slender and powerful, but it was very different from Yin Yanyan's soft little hand.

He froze for a moment, looked up along his hand, and saw Ye Yanmo's handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling...

What he pulled was Ye Yanmo's hand!

He suddenly shook Ye Yanmo's hand away as if he was getting an electric shock.

He frowned: "Ye Yanmo, what are you doing?!"

Ye Yanmo pulled Yin Yanyan behind him with one hand, and flicked it easily with the other hand, with the half-smiling expression still on his face: "Young Master Ling, I want to meet my old friend, shouldn't I shake hands?"

Tch! Ling Shaomo snorted, what he wanted to hold was Yin Yanyan’s little hand, okay? Who wants to shake hands with him?!

He glanced at Ye Yanmo angrily and said coldly: "Ye Yanmo, if it weren't for the sake of being an old friend, I would really want to find someone to do you! You actually made Yan Yan suffer such a big loss!

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A pair of eyes fell on Yin Yanyan again: "Yanyan, come here! Let me take a look."

Ye Yanmo frowned slightly. Listening to Ling Shaomo's tone, could it be that he also knew?

Two handsome guys plus a pretty girl and a young lady are a dazzling combination.

They only said a few words, and they attracted a lot of sharp looks. If they stood here for a while, they might attract paparazzi...

Yin Yanyan really wanted to be with Ling Shaomo.

Although she doesn't love Ling Shaomo, she is still a friend. With him here, she can go home smoothly even without an ID card or wallet...

But Ye Yanmo held her hand tightly, and she couldn't shake it off even if she wanted to.

In front of her son, she was too embarrassed to struggle vigorously, so she could only let him hold her with a dark face.

"Yan Yan, come here! Why are you hiding behind him?"

Ling Shaomo didn't see Yin Yanyan being held by Ye Yanmo. When he saw her hiding behind Ye Yanmo, he became jealous and couldn't help but burst out.[

"I..." Yin Yanyan was about to lower her face and ask Ye Yanmo to let go, but little Yingo had already spoken: "Uncle Ye, please let go of my mommy, okay?"

His small face was slightly tense, his big eyes fell on Ye Yanmo's arm holding Yin Yanyan's wrist, and he clenched his fist.

Ye Yanmo was slightly startled and glanced at Yin Guo.

I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but he actually saw a trace of hostility in this child's eyes...

This has never happened before!

Although he didn't have much contact with the child, the child was always polite and respectful to him, and sometimes even a little envious.

Even when she talked to him on the phone three days ago, Yin Guo was still chatting and laughing with him. What happened today?

My heart sank! Did this child know something?

Is he fighting for his mother's injustice?

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