"Xiaofan, have you ever met your father?"

"I'm really curious about what kind of person your dad is?"

"Can you win your mother's heart?"

On the way back, Liu Yubing drove the car and asked the little guy beside him curiously.

She has known Qiu Mucheng for nearly two years.

Although Qiu Mucheng has never mentioned the little guy's father in recent years, Liu Yubing can clearly feel that the man has a very important position in Qiu Mucheng's heart.

Meng Chuan has been pursuing Qiu Mucheng for a day or two. If it were someone else, he would have been pursued by such a wealthy young man, he would have fallen long ago, right?

But Qiu Mucheng was unmoved.

Liu Yubing asked her the reason, but Qiu Mucheng only said she didn't like it.

But Liu Yubing knew that it was actually because there was someone living in her heart.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Yubing became even more curious about what kind of man he was to make Qiu Mucheng give up the opportunity to marry into a wealthy family.

"I don't remember..."

The little guy shook his head.

He could remember very little about what happened when he was a child.

I only remember my grandmother.

As for Ye Fan, the little guy has never met many times since he was born, let alone the impression.

"That's really strange."

"My son doesn't even remember his father's appearance, and his wife never mentions him."

"You father, life is also a failure..."

Liu Yubing shook his head and smiled.

At the same time, speed up to rush toward your residence.

Liu Yubing's home is in a village on the outskirts of the city.

The streets are bumpy and you can see the word "demo" in capital letters everywhere.

It is precisely because the demolition has been going on in recent years that the roads in the village have been no longer built, and each household is waiting to receive the demolition payment and divide the house.

"It's strange, why can't your mother's phone call be reached?"

Liu Yubing stopped the car and thought of calling Qiu Mucheng and saying that the child had received it, but after calling it several times, no one answered it.

"Forget it, let's fight later."

"Let's go, Xiaofan, let's go into the house and wait for your mother first."

Liu Yubing led the little guy, pushed the door and walked in.

But as soon as he entered the yard, Liu Yubing was stunned.

She remembered that the door was locked when she left.

Why did this open the door as soon as you push it?

Could it be?

Just as Liu Yubing was puzzled, several figures appeared from behind, blocked the door, and closed the door.

At the same time, there was an old man in the yard who brought a Taishi chair from somewhere, sitting and drinking tea.

"This little guy is Miss Qiu's son, right?"

"I didn't expect it to be so big."

The old man looked at the little guy and sneered coldly.

"Who are you?"

"What are you going to do?"

"You guys leave quickly, or I'll call the police!"

Liu Yubing's pretty face was panicked, protecting the little guy, and said, "I'm so cruel and cowardly."

"It has nothing to do with you."

"We're just coming for the little guy."

"The woman my young master likes, even if he has children, he can only be the child of my young master."

"How can she and others survive in the world?"

The old man said coldly.

When Liu Yubing heard this, his face changed drastically.

Turning around and pulling the little guy is about to run out.

However, before she could turn around, she hit a knife and landed directly on Liu Yubing's neck.

With a muffled groan, Liu Yubing fainted immediately.

"Auntie..."

The little guy was frightened, his face was extremely pale, and he kept crying while holding Liu Yubing's arm, tears flowing all over his cheeks.

"Little guy, don't cry for others."

"She just fainted."

"But you are really leaving this world."

"Let's take a look at this starry sky for the last time."

The old man stood up, and the "kind" words slowly rang, and his tone was gentle, like a sleeping song.

But after saying that, the old man's expression immediately turned cold!

"Do it!"

In the dark night, a sword light flashed by.

Thorn!

The bright red blood immediately flowed all over the ground.

The little boy was so scared that he closed his eyes.

I thought the pain would be overwhelming.

But unexpectedly, the first thing I felt was a warm and huge palm.

In panic, the little guy opened his eyes.

I saw a thin figure standing in front of him at some point.

The man was wearing black clothes and black pants, and his fine hair swung slightly in the wind.

However, the little guy didn't see his face because he was wearing a dragon-headed mask.

Only one pair of eyes was exposed.

It was obviously the first time I saw him, but for some reason, the little guy was not afraid at all. Instead, he stood there, raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

He was so stupid that he shouted, "Dad?"

This shout was like experiencing the ages of prehistoric times, and instantly penetrated all the men's defenses.

For a moment, Ye Fan even felt that the little boy in front of him might be really his own flesh and blood.

"Wait!"

"Should you wait for me!"

Ye Fan did not kill those people, but just taught them some lessons.

But these people obviously did not intend to give up, so they left after making harsh words at Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan did not leave.

He first brought Qiu Mucheng, who was still sleeping, into the room.

Afterwards, he sat in the yard and protected them and their mother and son.

"Little guy, what's your name?"

"My name is Qiu Mufan, and grandma likes to call me Xiaoxiaofan." Xiaoxiaofan replied in a tender voice.

Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh at himself when he heard this.

I thought to myself how much Mu Cheng wanted to escape from him, and even changed the little guy's surname.

"Xiao Xiaofan, come here."

"If you are really my son, remember that what you shed in your body should be the blood of my Chu clan."
To be continued...