But soon, Rosalind's face, a little clear.

"Do you want to win my favor because of this grievance?" She sneered, eyes with their own judgment of the firm, "little girl, don't think so, I will recognize you and my son together!"

"No Ruan Xiaomo looked at her with an unassuming attitude. "Mrs. Rosalind, I really want to get your recognition as Jin liefeng's mother, but that's because you are his mother and don't attach anything."

Identity, wealth, or power, she didn't care about Rosalind.

What she cares about is Rosalind's identity as Jin liefeng's mother.

"What I said just now is not to win your favor, but I think..." Ruan Xiaomo pursed her lips without any hypocrisy. "I don't want Jin liefeng to know these things. I don't want him to have any conflicts with his mother for me any more."

Jin liefeng had already had too many conflicts with Rosalind because of her.

Even if it's blood relatives, if it goes on like this, it's not what she wants to see.

If you go to complain in front of Jin liefeng, Jin liefeng will find Rosalind.

Ruan Xiaomo doesn't want to make things like this.

To make the relationship between Jin liefeng and his mother worse is contrary to her original purpose.

So instead of going back to complain, she will try to cover up the unhappiness that happened today.

Even if she can guess that these unpleasantness, to a large extent, should be caused by Rosalind's deliberate connivance and arrangement.

Rosalind regained her cold face after a second or two of her words.

She glanced at Ruan Xiaomo, with a smile on her face, and her voice was still cold, "hum, who can't say good words? If you are really good for my son, for the sake of my relationship with him, you should clean up and leave my son! "

This girl, looking at ordinary, but from time to time always a little let her surprise place.

She kidnapped the girl and married her before. She dared to accuse her of not caring enough about her son. She went to the door after endangering her life. She even dared to let her go.

Now, Mingming can tell her son about it, let her son know what she suffered for him, and get rid of today's bullying situation. But she chose to hide it?!

Rosalind felt that sometimes she really couldn't understand the little girl.

"Mrs. Rosalind, I must have left long ago when I could have left." Ruan Xiaomo gave a wry smile, "but now, I don't want to leave him."

Jin liefeng has paid so much for her that she can't just passively accept his kindness all the time.

At present, she also wants to work hard for him, so that they can be together and do what she can.

What if Rosalind sneers?

Even in this circle, how can you be wronged?

Compared with what Jin liefeng did for her, it's far less.

"In fact, to be fair, I know that he is not suitable for me, but if everyone can be so rational and only talk about whether he is suitable or not and not about feelings, will the world be too ruthless?"

"It doesn't matter who you are or not, but this person can't be my son!" Rosalind frowned and was dissatisfied with Ruan Xiaomo in her voice.

Ruan Xiaomo sighed in his heart.

Rosalind's ideas have always been difficult to change.

She decided that Jin Bai and Jin Lifeng would be married, and that Bai xinwan would be married to Jin Lifeng. This idea is deeply rooted in Rosalind's mind. It can't be changed in a few words with two contacts.

To be recognized by Rosalind, she needs to give more.

Ruan Xiaomo no longer tries to persuade Rosalind. She can only prove herself by her actions.

The car soon reached the main building of the imperial palace.

Ruan Xiaomo heard the movement of the car door and was about to bend down to get off, but found that today's car door opened very fast.

In normal times, drivers or bodyguards do not pull the door quickly. They don't pull the door as quickly as they do now.

Before she thought about it, she felt a pair of strong arms coming in from outside the car and carried her straight out of the car.

Ruan Xiaomo looks at the owner of these arms in shock, and finds that Jin liefeng is staring at his mother in the car on guard.

After he picked her out of the car, he put her around his chest and protected her.

Even at this time, this distance, Rosalind's people suddenly take out a gun to kill her, the bullet will only hit Jin liefeng.

Rosalind looked at her son's series of actions, and immediately a look of displeasure floated on her face.

"When my son saw me as a mother, his first reaction was not to say hello to his mother, but to protect the little girl quickly."Rosalind's eyes fell on Ruan Xiaomo's face, sharp as a needle.

"In my son's eyes, is there a mother like me?"

Jin liefeng hugged Ruan Xiaomo and refused to let go. "Your physical fitness is good. You must not have the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease. I remember what you did before, and you naturally remember it too!"

He didn't forget how his mother targeted Ruan Xiaomo again and again!

Even if Ruan Xiaomo, a stupid woman, is willing to believe her and go out with her, it doesn't mean that he will relax his vigilance!

As soon as we met, the contradiction between tit for tat was obvious before we said two words.

The atmosphere between mother and son suddenly dropped to freezing point, and there was confrontation inside and outside the car.

Ruan Xiaomo looked at Rosalind and Jin liefeng, and was busy trying to get out of his arms.

"Jin liefeng, it's OK. Don't you think I've come back well?" She whispered, "I'm fine, but I went to tea and met some of your mother's friends."

Jin liefeng didn't listen and wouldn't let go.

"Friends? This time is a friend, next time will be my mother's Executioner? You can go wherever you want, and when you come back, you can say good things for her. Is Ruan Xiaomo stupid? "

Ruan Xiaomo tried to break his hand around her waist, but the man's arm seemed to be made of steel. He would not take the initiative to let go. She could not break it even if she had exhausted her strength.

Her little face turned red, and she heard him calling her silly.

But it's not as serious as he said. What kind of executioner is, at best, an unpleasant afternoon tea. It's not as terrible as he thought.