"Oops, little heaven!"

The little boy's mother ran in a panic, squatted on the ground and held the child in her arms very distressed, "How do you walk?

At this time, Wen Cheng was frowning slightly, his fingers covering his lower abdomen in the direction of his pocket, and he pursed his lips silently.

Before she could speak, Xiao Yuan stepped forward, blocked in front of Wen Cheng, and said with a cold face, "He hit us." ”

"He's just a kid, what if he hits you?"

Xiao Yuan squinted, and before she could refute, her wrist was grabbed by Wen Cheng, "Forget it, I'm fine." ”

"You're fine, my son is in trouble, don't go, if he gets hurt, you pay me money!"

Ohara was furious, "Are you touching porcelain?"

"You ......"

"Ma Ma, I wasn't hurt, I hit my aunt. The little boy who was held in his mother's arms raised his head timidly, and his black and white eyes revealed innocence that was not stained by the world.

The woman looked down at him, "Don't talk nonsense, you've all fallen, how can you be okay?"

The little boy was a little anxious, "It's really me who bumped into my aunt, the teacher taught me that I can't lie." ”

One sentence made the woman blush.

The little boy walked out of her arms, four or five years old, just tall enough to Wen Cheng's lower abdomen, he tilted his head, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

Wen Cheng's breathing was chaotic, and he looked down at the little boy's clear eyes, and forgot to answer for a while.

It turns out that this is what a child should look like.

Xiao Yuan, who was standing beside her, couldn't help frowning when he saw that she hadn't spoken.

She vaguely caught that Miss Wen Cheng had been holding her stomach since she was hit by the little boy.

Although her hands are always in her pockets, Ohara is well-trained and confident in her ability to observe.

She was absolutely right!

Supposedly, the little boy is not very old, and even if he runs, the impact will not be too strong.

Why did Miss Wen Cheng react like this?!

At this time, when Xiao Yuan was suspicious, Wen Cheng had already come back to his senses.

She slowly squatted down, looked at the little boy level, reached out to dust the dust on his trouser legs for him, and said in a soft tone, "It's okay, don't run around next time, you know?"

The little boy nodded heavily, "Got it, thank you, Auntie!"

"No thanks, let's go play!"

Before leaving, the little boy bowed to Wen Cheng again, turned around and pulled his mother to the other side of the square.

Wen Cheng squatted in place and watched the figure of their mother and son, although the woman was not polite, it did not affect her sense of the little boy.

If her child ......

"Miss Wen Cheng, are you okay?"

At this moment, Xiao Yuan leaned over beside her and asked worriedly.

Wen Cheng put aside distracting thoughts, shook his head, and when he stood up on his knees, he said lightly, "It's okay, let's go back." ”

She suddenly didn't want to go for a walk!

The weather is cold, the night is cold, and the mood is difficult to relieve, so it is better to go back to sleep.

On the way back, Xiao Yuan recalled Wen Cheng's inquiry before she was hit, her eyes flashed slightly, and she took the initiative to speak, "Miss Wen Cheng, did you just ask me if there is any news about the Lei family in the South China Sea?"

Wen Cheng paused as he walked, and lowered his eyes and snorted.

Xiao Yuan stole a look at her expression, and then said: "I've heard some in the team before, the Nanhai Lei family seems to be not peaceful recently, and it seems to be related to the heir competition!"