Ou can was worried about Xia Weichu. Unexpectedly, she saw a scene of deep love between mother and son.

The concern in ou can's eyes suddenly turned into ridicule. He lifted the corners of his lips, left a provocative radian to the stars, and then pushed the wheelchair to leave.

This made Xingchen determine that the villain who hurt Xia Weichu's hand and glued it to the piano key was ou can. At the same time, he also determined that ou can was the little boy who had an appointment with the outdoor real person CS that day.

The little fist of the star is squeezed tighter.

"Xingchen, Mommy wants to go to the bathroom. Don't go anywhere. Wait for me here." Xia Weichu hurriedly finished and left the classroom in a hurry.

The star followed, left the classroom and chased ou can in the direction of disappearing.

Sure enough, I saw ou can at the corner of the corridor.

Ou can has been waiting for the stars. Her bright eyes don't look surprised when they see the stars appear.

He was full of hostility to the little boy named star. After all, Xingchen is the first boy who dares to do right with him, and can compete with him at the same time.

"I stuck your mommy's hand with glue. If you're unhappy, hit me?" ou can tilted his head and his handsome little face was rebellious.

The star's eyebrows gradually frowned and looked at ou can's feet wrapped in gauze, "I don't bully the weak."

"Who do you say is weak? Dare you say it again!" ou can immediately stands up with anger and falls into a wheelchair with foot pain.

"My mommy didn't come home last night. It's you who take care of? She said she's not the weak!" the star smiled. "By the way, I've been learning hip-hop since I was 3 years old. Why don't I dance a hip-hop for you!"

Xingchen began to show her flexible feet and smooth movements. She was so angry that ou can grabbed the wheelchair armrest and hated that she couldn't move freely.

The stars swept to the ground like the autumn wind. There was no trace of anger, but they wanted to be angry and die ou can.

However, ou can calmed down in the face of a mentally mature little enemy like Xingchen.

"You don't have a daddy, do you?"

The stars are stiff.

"I have a father! So your mommy wants to be my stepmother."

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. The reason why your mommy was made difficult by me to stay in the kindergarten is to marry my father. It seems that your mommy doesn't want you." ou can directly hit the heart of Xingchen and saw the gloom in Xingchen's eyes with satisfaction. He pushed his wheelchair, whistled happily and left.

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Stars pestle in place, thinking for a long time.

"Xingchen, why are you here?" Xia Weichu hurried to Xingchen, "Mommy is so worried about you."

The star Dingqing looked at Xia Weichu and held Xia Weichu's jade hand. "Mommy, I support you."

"What do you support me?" Xia Wei was confused.

"I support you in pursuing your own happiness and finding a daddy for me and my sister."

"Ah?" Xia Weichu was more confused. "Why did you suddenly say this?"

"In fact, I've wanted to say this to mommy for a long time. It's hard for you to raise me and my sister. When you meet love, my sister and I will support you." Xingchen said at last, lowered his eyelashes and almost prayed, "as long as you don't want me and my sister."

"Little fool." when Xia Weichu felt it, he held the stars in his arms. "You and your sister are an integral part of Mommy's body. Mommy will never want you."

"HMM." Xingchen's sadness was healed and hugged Xia Weichu tightly.

"Let's go, Mommy will take you to kindergarten." Xia Weichu got up, took Xingchen's hand and walked towards the elevator.

The star said, "Mommy, transfer my sister and I to this kindergarten so that you don't run around, and my sister and I can help you when other children bully you."

"No!" Xia Weichu blurted out. According to the attitude of Ou Beichen last night, once he knows the existence of Xingyang, he is estimated to cut her into pieces and feed her to the shark.

"Why?" the bright eyes of the stars looked confused.