Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

ao Shi was in a good mood, Song Man thought of Qiao Nian’s face and hesitated for a moment before asking, “Xiao Shi, can you promise Mommy something?”

“Huh?” Xiao Shi looked at Song Man in confusion.

Song Man touched Xiao Shi’s face.
Even if it wasn’t her plan, she didn’t want Xiao Shi to get too close to Qiao Nian.

Xiao Shi was hers.
She couldn’t let Qiao Nian snatch her away.

“Xiao Shi, can you not speak to Qiao Nian in the future?” Song Man asked carefully.

In this world, only Xiao Shi had the purest form of love for her.

The others were all fake.

When she heard Song Man’s words, the smile on her face gradually froze, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

Why didn’t Mommy let her speak to Auntie Nian Nian?

Auntie Nian Nian was so gentle and kind.
She even told her bedtime stories!

She really wanted to speak to Auntie Nian Nian.

She felt that Auntie Nian Nian was really gentle and warm.

Xiao Shi bit her lip.
She did not want to lie to her mommy about such things.
She shook her head.
“Mommy, I…”

“Xiao Shi, I know you’re still young.
There are some things you don’t understand!” Song Man could tell what Xiao Shi wanted to say and interrupted her without hesitation.
Without waiting for Xiao Shi to speak, she held his hand and walked into the house.
“Actually, Xiao Shi is also the most important to Mommy!”

When Xiao Shi heard Song Man say this, her eyes lit up.
She looked up at Song Man and met her smiling eyes.

At this moment, she felt so happy.

Xiao Shi followed Song Man into the house.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw that the living room was in a mess.

Mommy used to like to smash things when she was angry.

In the past, every time Mommy broke the bowls and chopsticks, she still had to think about earning money to buy new bowls and chopsticks.

The things in this villa might be very expensive.
She wondered when she would be able to repay what her mommy had smashed.

Mommy must have been very angry just now.

Xiao Shi frowned.
Her gaze inadvertently fell on the blood-stained fruit knife.
Her expression instantly became nervous as she asked anxiously, “Mommy, are you injured? Where are you injured? Let me take a look!”