Such little buns made Ye Weiwei feel heartache. She stretched out her hand to touch the little buns, but then she saw the painting on the back of her hand.

Uh, she forgot, she is still in the shape of a zombie bride. No wonder the little bun is scared.

Ye Weiwei turned around, grabbed the gray wedding dress and wiped it all over her face to make sure that the redness was gone. Then she turned around and said softly in a coaxing tone: "Baby, don't be afraid, auntie is a human being, not a zombie."

.Look, are Auntie’s eyes good-looking? They’re all filled with you. There’s no way people can fit into the eyes of zombies and bad guys.”

Little Baozi, who was still in panic, smiled for some reason when he heard Ye Weiwei's words. He slowly opened his mouth and said in a sweet voice: "Xiao Yiran."

Hearing the little bun's name, Ye Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her hand to rub his furry head. She curled her lips and said, "Then... little Xiao Yiran, will auntie help you untie the rope now and take you out to find your parents?"

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"I don't have a mother. My father doesn't want me." Little Baozi said and lowered his head, tears falling down.

Seeing the little guy crying, Ye Weiwei's heart twisted together and her chest felt tight. As she neatly untied the little bun, she said: "Most parents in this world love their babies.

You have to believe your dad, he may be joking with you. He will not abandon you."

Ye Weiwei's voice was very soft, pouring into little Baozi's ears, creating ripples one after another in his little heart.

Little Baozi stared into Ye Weiwei's eyes, suddenly got into her arms, hugged her tightly, and even shouted, "Mommy."

Ye Weiwei gently stroked the little guy's back, and after his mood stabilized a little, she picked him up and took him out.

After finally getting out of the haunted house, Ye Weiwei wanted to ask someone to borrow her cell phone, but she didn't expect that as soon as she took a step forward, she was greeted by a group of police officers and bodyguards in black suits.

The leading policeman held a baton and shouted to Ye Weiwei, "Put down the child in your hands, turn around and hold your head!"

Ye Weiwei has been trained in prison for five years and will subconsciously obey the police's orders when she hears them.

So it took her less than five seconds to complete the operation of holding her head.

When the stunned little Baozi wanted to ask Ye Weiwei why she did this, the bodyguards with the Xiao family logo rushed up, quickly picked up the little Baozi, and then quickly retreated, getting into a bulletproof vehicle under the watchful eyes of the police.

As for Ye Weiwei, her raised hands were held by two policemen, one on the left and one on the right with silver handcuffs.

Half an hour later, Xiaozhai, the Haojue Jinzun villa area in Beicheng.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Xiao Jinghan held a half-burned cigarette between his knuckled fingers. His face was as cold and hard as ever, like a figure carved out of a thousand-year-old iceberg, with a heart-piercing coldness that made the whole villa feel cold.

The temperature dropped very low. Everyone was so cold that they couldn't utter a word.

"Brother, the baby has been found. It has entered the villa area." Xiao Lingyun came behind his brother tremblingly, holding his chest and letting out a sigh of relief.

In the morning, the baby asked for her mother and had a quarrel with her brother. Before noon, news came from the kindergarten that the little boy was missing. The Xiao family's security team was all dispatched, and finally the little ancestor of the family was found at this time.

"Brother, don't be so harsh on the baby in the future. He is not your employee, he is just a four-year-old child. It is normal to want a mother." Seeing his brother's body move, Xiao Lingyun took the courage to preach tentatively.
Chapter completed!