Chapter 7

　　Mae slowly gathered a smile, but the expression was very dry.

　　\"Of course, it\'s sad to laugh at you, Mark. You keep saying that you want to take revenge for granddad, but you don\'t know that the real murderer is the one beside you! Your YiYi admits that she pushed grandfather!\"

　　Mark was shocked and subconsciously took a look at Yvonne in his arms.

　　Yvonne squeezed her eyes and bit her mouth, \"Mae Mae, I\'ve already said that I don\'t hold you responsible for anything. Why are you doing this? Why are you slandering me?\"

　　Mark\'s eyes begin to ferment a storm, without the slightest trust, \"Mae, enough! If you want to get rid of your crime, you have to find a better excuse. Yvonne is kind-hearted, she is not a vicious woman like you.

　　In the corner that Mark can\'t see, Yvonne smiles provocatively, as if showing off.

　　Mae is stiff all over.

　　“How could Mark believe her?” She looked at him calmly. \"One day, you will regret it.\"

　　With that, she slowly climbed up against the wall and planned to leave.

　　Mark suddenly steps forward and tries to pull Mae\'s hand.

　　\"Stop!\"

　　\"Don\'t bully my mommy!\" Xian jumped out of the room, right in the middle of Mark and Mae.

　　Although he did not know what they were talking about, he subconsciously wants to protect Mae. His small arms resting firmly on his waist, his eyes were clear and round. Like a brave chick protecting an old hen.

　　Mark stares at Xian who comes out suddenly.

　　“His eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Mae\'s.”

　　Yvonne seems to have discovered a wonderful secret. \"Mae Mae, when did you have such a big son?\"

　　\"Is this the wild seed you were carrying?\" Mark’s contemptuous face questioned irritatingly. \"You gave birth to him?\"

　　Xian stopped immediately. His eyes were red. In a rage, he stepped forward, swung his little fist, and beat at Mark\'s thighs.

　　\"I have found mummy. Don\'t say I\'m wild!\"

　　Mark\'s forehead was bulging.

　　He took Xian by the wrist and tossed him away.

　　\"Go away, you son of a whore!\"

　　Mae\'s heart was startled. She rushed over quickly, held the little guy firmly in his arms, and looked at him anxiously, \"Xian? Are you okay? \"

　　\"Mommy, I\'m fine.\" Xian straightened his chest and said with pride.

　　Mae was worried. She looks at Mark sternly, \"Mark, apologize to Xian!\"

　　He fidgety pulled his tie, \"You want me to apologize to your wild breed? You delusional whore!”

　　\"Wild breed!?\"

　　A sharp hefty voice tore through the air from the other end of the corridor.

　　The crowd turned to see Christian, dressed in a stiff black suit, walking with heavy steady steps. His face was cold, and his whole body was haunted by cold air. Finally, he stopped in front of Mae.

　　Against the sun, his tall figure casts a shadow over Mae.

　　They were so close that Mae could smell his aftershave.

　　\"Daddy!” Xian spread his arms to hold him.

　　Christian bent down and picked up the child with one arm.

　　Xian sat in his arm, pointed to Mark, and complained, \"This bad uncle bullied Xian and mummy, and called me a wild breed.\"

　　Christian glanced at Mark with his indifferent and estranged eyes.

　　Christian\'s family and Mark\'s family are in Jiangcheng. They usually have business contacts together, but they are not well acquainted.

　　\"My son is a wild breed?\"