President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Qin Su gritted her teeth in anger.

Turning around, she complained to Song Runian, "Annie, your precious son is too poisonous, why don't you just kiss him, and use the word abuse?"

Ping Bao had a cool expression on his face, with his hands in his pockets, he walked towards the villa, ignoring her at all.

"He has been like this since he was a child. He is cold outside and hot inside. He has a sullen personality." Song Runian, his own mother, complained.

Qin Su touched the smooth chin, and blurted out, "I don't know who this brat has inherited from."

When the words fell to the ground, Song Runian fell silent.

Who can inherit it?

Of course Bo Si Bai!

Qin Su also realized that she said the wrong thing, quickly took Song Ru Nian's arm, and apologized with a smiling face, "Annie, that..."

"It's okay." Song Runian patted her on the shoulder, "Help me take care of the three of them, I have to go to business."

"Okay." Qin Su nodded.

Song Runian took two steps forward, and was stopped by Qin Su again, "Wait, you drive!"

Qin Su pointed to the garage in the courtyard of the villa, "The key is in the cabinet drawer at the entrance of the garage."

Driving by yourself is definitely much more convenient than taking a taxi, Song Runian didn't refuse, and nodded in agreement.

She went to the garage, only to see a car key in a drawer.

After turning on the headlights, I found that it was the latest Panamera.

Still...pink.

Song Runian couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, wondering why this woman, Qin Su, suddenly fell in love with pink.

Isn't she ambitious, saying that she wouldn't like pink even if she was killed, and that pink is a sign of old women pretending to be tender?

Could it be that you are getting old?

Song Runian muttered, got into the car anyway, started the accelerator, and headed towards Muyuan.

Half an hour later, the pink Palamela stopped at the gate of Mu Garden.

Song Runian slowly raised her head, looking at the building in front of her through the car window.

It is still the iron gate with winding branches. Behind the iron gate is a garden that can't be seen at a glance. It is full of roses all year round. When the breeze blows, it will be full of colorful flowers.

Immediately, a Filipino maid in uniform came out and carefully cleaned up the petals on the ground.

Everything is still the same as it was five years ago.

But the difference is that five years ago only Bao Sibai lived here.

Now, Mu Garden already has a mistress.

The mistress snatched away her two children, and lived happily here with Bao Sibai!

She took a deep breath, then got out of the car and went to the security room at the door to explain her identity and purpose.

"Jiang Xiao... Mrs. Jiang is already waiting for you, go in quickly." The security guard opened the winding iron gate.

Song Runian nodded and walked into Mu Garden.

Looking at those familiar scenes, her legs seemed to be filled with lead, countless memories flashed in her mind, and she couldn't move her steps.

Originally, she could walk to the entrance of the main hall in 10 minutes, but she insisted on walking for half an hour.

Standing at the door of the porch, Song Runian rang the doorbell after calming down.

In the main hall, Jiang Yilin was already waiting desperately.

When the Filipino maid brought Song Ruinian in, she immediately put down the Hermes teacup in her hand, with an unhappy tone.

"Miss Anne, didn't we make an appointment to meet at ten o'clock, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Jiang Yilin raised her head as she spoke.

When she met those bright cut pupils, she trembled uncontrollably, and stepped back hastily, "You... aren't you dead?!"