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eart, pursed her lips, and smiled silently, a self-deprecating smile. It's fine, she had already done her best. If he wanted to leave, let him go!With bag in hand, she entered the bathroom. Meanwhile,...When Xiaomumumu arrived at the hospital, Xiaoyouyou naturally woke up. (..tw no pop-up ads) But when he just woke up, he was naturally held by Lin Meng with red eyes for a while. Xiaoyouyou thought that his injury made Mommy worry, and he didn't know at all that he had just come back from the gate of hell, so he still comforted Mommy very much, telling her not to worry, he felt fine now, and it didn't hurt anymore.

Lin dreamt that her son said all this, and she didn't want to show too much on her face so her son wouldn't know. She didn't want to say such terrifying things, lest she taint the child's heart too early.

When Xiaomumu came, her two little fleshy hands each held a big red American apple. They looked heavy. Her two soft little hands held the large apples in front of her chest, clutching them tightly, as if afraid that the apple would roll out of her hand by accident. It's really hard for her.

Lin Meng opened the door and was slightly taken aback to see this old man and young boy.

Xiao Mumumu, she was familiar with her. The delicate and pretty appearance stood before her eyes, and the sweet dimple on her cheek lifted lightly. She immediately remembered and finally matched the name "Mumumu" with the little girl in front of her.

... just the old man following behind Mumu...

"Who are you" Lin Meng smiled faintly and asked in a soft voice.

She had never met Rong Sanbo before, so she asked like this.

This old man was different at first glance. She felt a sense of intimidation from him, an aura of power that wasn't expressed through anger, but rather through a silent and profound presence. Although he was clearly elderly, his posture was straight and upright, his eyes sharp and piercing like those of a vulture. This tenacity was hard to ignore.

Like a soldier!

Lin Meng secretly assessed in her heart.

Ronger looked at Lin Meng. He had seen her portrait before, but this was the first time he saw her in person. The woman smiled faintly, and upon seeing him, she didn't seem intimidated. After a slight pause, she naturally smiled and greeted him. Her composure was quite unusual. Ordinary people, even soldiers, would rarely stand straight when facing him. Perhaps because today he hadn't deliberately displayed his authority, or perhaps because he was dressed in civilian clothes, he knew that even without revealing his identity, he was still enough to inspire awe in others.

This young woman before us, with her composure and grace, is not a wasted beauty for those eyes of Rong Ling.

"Rong Sanbo nodded slightly in his heart, a slight smile playing on the corner of his mouth. 'Our little MuMu said she wanted to visit YouYou, so I brought her over! I'm YouYou's grandfather!' "

Lin Meng was even more surprised, but she didn't expect that a child would bring his parents to the hospital. This relationship is quite heavy!

Please come in.

Of course, Lin Meng quickly welcomed the person inside.

Little Mumu chirped sweetly, "Hello, Auntie Lin!" Then she ran inside with little feet, eager to find Little Youyou.

Lin Meng invited the old man into the house, but he noticed four people still standing outside, seemingly following the old man, yet they did not come in. These four individuals also stood straight and tall, carrying a similar aura to the old man, looking different from ordinary people. Lin Meng didn't know what to do, so he looked at Rong Sanbo. Rong Sanbo said calmly, "It's alright, let them stay outside."

Then Lin Meng closed the door and invited the elder to take a seat.

Over there, little Mumumu was already standing on tiptoe, with a sweet smile, and lovingly handed the two apples in her hand forward. "Brother You, I picked these apples myself, oh, this apple is so sweet and good. Mom said that it has lots and lots of nutrition inside, and if you eat it, your body will be very healthy. Then…”

Little Mumu tilted her head and thought for a moment, as if trying to recall something. Then she smiled again. "Then, apples also represent peace. I hope Youyou will be safe after eating the apple, won't get hurt anymore, and won't have to go to the hospital again."

Lin Meng laughed, finding the little girl quite interesting. Look at Xiao Mumumu tiptoeing and leaning over the bed to speak, she walked over and, taking charge, picked up Xiao Mumumu and placed her on the bed.

Little Mumu was delighted and immediately lay down on the bed, leaning towards Little Youyou. She opened her mouth and whispered softly to Little Youyou. Most of the time she was the one speaking, as if she had a lot to say, bouncing out like beans. Little Youyou only occasionally responded with an "um," or shook his head, or nodded.

Lin Meng took the fruit basket from Rong Sanbo's hands, said a few polite words, and then opened a bottle of mineral water for the old man, passing it over. She also apologetically explained that she was in a hurry because she was hospitalized here and hadn't had time to prepare tea. Rong Sanbo naturally said it was no problem, but he looked at the two children in bed with interest.

Because Lin Meng had never met Rong Sanbo before, and there was an age difference between them, she couldn't just blurt out a greeting. She also shifted her gaze to the two young children on the bed.

This was Lin Meng's third encounter with Xiaomumumu. The first time was a bit awkward, she felt that the little girl was somewhat spoiled; the second time they met unexpectedly, the little girl came over with a sweet smile like a little princess, and her later behavior seemed quite cute; this time, lying on the bed, she seemed rather coquettish.

The little girl was dressed very beautifully today. Her white fluffy coat was spotless, highlighting her rosy cheeks and making her look like a princess carefully raised by someone. Her red-and-black short skirt hugged her tiny behind, and the two thin little legs peeking out were wrapped in white fleece tights. As she swayed her legs, her little behind would bounce up and down, so cute and innocent, a pure childlike innocence. However, the little girl must have received good education, even lying on the bed, her little feet wearing red leather shoes still managed to keep themselves from stepping onto the bed.

Although Lin Meng wasn't sure which relative this little girl was to Rong Ling, hearing her and Xiao Youyou talk about their previous fight, and then sadly lamenting that she should have come earlier so Youge could have been hit less, Lin Meng instantly felt a pang of affection for the little girl.

"You You should thank Mu Mu, Mu Mu really helped you a lot this time!"

The little boy made a nasal sound of "Hmm" and reached out from under the blanket, but gestured towards Xiaomumumu as if to say "thank you". These most basic sign language gestures were taught by the kindergarten teacher. Xiaomumumu was puzzled and tilted her head in confusion, asking in a sweet voice: "Why isn't Youge talking!"

Then, she turned her head to look at Lin Meng. Her big, watery eyes were so endearing.

Lin Meng just laughed. The little boy didn't speak, and it wasn't because of the knocked-out tooth. He had a gaping hole where two teeth used to be, so when he spoke, his words were distorted and unclear. Saliva dripped uncontrollably from his gums, which only made him look even funnier with that missing tooth.

All children have a love for beauty, don't they As soon as the little guy saw himself in the mirror, he didn't want to speak anymore. That's why he's only been saying "hmm hmm hmm" since then.

Lin Meng was fond of the little fellow and went along with his temperament. Moreover, since the little fellow had just gone through a hardship, she didn't want to lecture him with big truths to correct him. So, in a soft voice, she explained to Xiaomumu: "Youyou lost a tooth and speaks with the wind, so he can stay silent if he wants!"

"Wind-catching!" Little Mumu is still young and doesn't quite understand some words.

Lin Meng then explained softly.

When Rong Sanbo heard this, a hint of displeasure crossed his mind. He thought Lin Meng was being too pampered with the child. What's wrong with speaking up To keep mumbling and humming without saying anything proper was simply impolite and arrogant. Look at the child, pouting and looking gloomy; it made people uncomfortable. A child with such a peculiar personality from a young age is not easy to deal with.

Perhaps it was because Rong Sanbo had always looked down on Lin Meng, so he didn't have much hope for the children she raised. He subconsciously felt that with someone like Lin Meng, she couldn't possibly raise good children! As such, the interest he initially developed in Xiaomumu because of her fondness for Youyou faded away suddenly at this point.

How many people in the world can tolerate such things!

When Rong San Bo thought this way, he extinguished that little bit of desire!

Over there, Xiaomumumu understood the meaning and didn't ask Youyou to reply to her anymore. She continued to happily chat to herself. That little appearance was really both silly and cute.

Lin Meng only had one daughter, Youyou. But he never realized how cute a little girl could be until now. Looking at Xiaomumumu like this, he liked her even more, and he would often make sounds to tease Xiaomumumu from time to time.

On one side, he brought some food to Xiao Mumumu. Xiao Mumumu politely thanked him and then started eating. The little guy was reluctant to open his mouth because he thought his crooked teeth were ugly. Lin Meng secretly chuckled at his little thoughts and gave him a bottle of pure juice for him to drink slowly.

Later, Rong Ling arrived, not alone, but with a child by his side! The child was also frowning, and he looked quite handsome. His features were clear-cut, obviously a handsome little boy, and there was a resemblance between him and Rong Ling in his demeanor!

Lin Meng was a little surprised, but the little guy struggled to sit up from the bed. Then he glared at the person who came with fierce eyes. Those eyes were like a small leopard that had just tasted blood, and they had a ferocious killing intent toward the prey in front of them!

This sudden, wild look in his eyes startled Rong Sanbo. His gaze, which had been drooping slightly out of boredom, suddenly lifted, meeting the boy's with a profound intensity. He found himself intrigued by the young one again.

"Who is this" Lin Meng wondered.

"Rong Heng Duo!" Rong Ling coldly replied, shoving the boy forward. The boy looked extremely reluctant, only being stared down by Rong Ling's icy gaze, he could only grit his teeth and stubbornly stand there with his chin held high.

Lin Meng heard that it was him, her small hand slightly retracted, clenching tightly. After glancing at Rong Ling, she forcefully held back from moving. The little fellow also quietly clenched his fists, his black eyes were deep and dark, pursed lips, glaring at him. Lin Meng saw this, reached out, gently enveloping the little fellow's small fist.

The little boy glanced at Lin Meng. Lin Meng smiled slightly, silently telling the little boy: Mommy is here, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

The little guy's body was no longer as stiff, but his immature lips still revealed a fierce look.

"Brother Duo!" Little Mumu asked in confusion, looking at Rong Hengduo. Her black eyes blinked repeatedly.

Rong Hengduo was also tough. In this unfamiliar environment, surrounded by several pairs of eyes, he didn't show any fear. He kept a straight face and didn't appear intimidated. This also shows that his father must have put a lot of effort into him.

"Third Uncle!" Rong Hengduo turned his head and called out to Rong Sanbo. Though his voice was a little slow, it betrayed the fact that Rong Hengduo wasn't as calm as he appeared.

Rong Sanbo nodded and raised an eyebrow to ask Rong Ling. "What are you doing"

"When children fight and get physical, someone has to take responsibility!"

"Is that all you have to say" Rong Sanbo snorted, starting off at a slow pace, secretly thinking, "How is this how Rong Ling handles things!" Just when Rong Hengduo had used his size to bully someone smaller, was he, the uncle, going to do the same thing This method was simply too worn out! When had Rong Ling become so unintelligent Or was it that staying with this woman for too long had caused him to regress intellectually"

Kong Sanbo's view is prejudiced! Furthermore, he's overthinking things!

Rong Ling is definitely not a fool!

"Big brother is on his way, he'll be here soon! Let's wait for him to arrive and then we can talk about this properly!"

If he hadn't brought his son here, how could Rong Qikeng have appeared!

Rong Ling just told Lin Meng that he was going out for a bit. This is to go directly to Rong Hentuo's school and take him away. Rong Hentuo has people protecting him, so ordinary people can't do anything there; they would have to fight. So, he, as his uncle, has to personally go, otherwise something might happen!

Róng Sān bǎ only then nodded, appearing satisfied.

Over there, little Mumu didn't notice the stiff atmosphere at all. Seeing Rong Ling, her eyes lit up, and she excitedly called out "Uncle" before rushing towards Rong Ling. Rong Ling stretched out his long arm and hugged Mumu over.

Xiaomumu giggled for a while, then asked curiously, "Uncle, how did you get here Are you looking for Mumumu"

Rong Ling shook her head slightly, meeting Lin Meng's puzzled gaze, and facing Rong Sanbo, introduced: "This is my uncle!"

Lin Meng was startled!

This must be the legendary Rong Sanbo!

That renowned figure in the military world, the one whose family held unparalleled authority The very same Uncle Three Rong who could elevate Rong Ling to power and just as easily dethrone him

That's how we met, completely by surprise!

Lin Meng's heart was immediately stirred. She looked at the old man with fresh eyes. The old man's eyes were still sharp, making it hard to meet his gaze. However, Lin Meng smiled faintly. All the shock, fear, helplessness, melancholy, sorrow, resentment, and sighs vanished! She was no longer the Lin Meng of four years ago. What did this old man's glory have to do with her!

She didn't know how to address him, and it was impossible for her to call him "Third Uncle" like Rong Ling did, so she just smiled, a faint smile, as if that were enough to acknowledge their meeting.

Little Mumumu refused to give up, "Uncle, you haven't answered Mumumu's question yet"

Xiaomumumu puffed out her cheeks, her little legs kicked restlessly in Rongling's arms, her lotus-like arms waved, and her small hand affectionately pulled at Rongling's arm, trying to get his attention.

Xiao Youyou saw this scene, the child's possessiveness began to take effect. His lips pouted slightly, his eyes darkened. The fighting spirit that had been ignited by Rong Hengduo's arrival also subsided slightly. The hand he was holding in Lin Meng's grasp moved slightly and reached back to grab Lin Meng's soft palm.

Lin Meng felt a pang of pain in her heart, a mixture of bitterness and guilt. She owed this child so much! She immediately broke into a warm smile and gently patted Youyou's hand.

Roling, seeing this scene, reached out and took off Xiaomumu's little shoes, placing her on the sick bed.

"Mumu, Youyou is Uncle's little one. Uncle is here to see Youyou. You have to get along well with Youyou from now on, okay!"

Little Mumu naturally nodded, this goes without saying.

Rong Ling moved his position and went to Xiao Youyou's bedside. Lin Meng immediately stood up and gave way to Rong Ling. Rong Ling sat down at the edge of the bed and reached out to wipe the little guy's face. "Does it hurt anywhere!"

The little one shook his head, his black eyes staring at him so silently.

Rong Ling felt a slight movement in her heart. She gently lifted the little guy and held him against her chest. The child's face was beaming with joy, his small hand reaching out to grasp Rong Ling's arm.

Little MuMu looked curiously at the scene, not quite understanding, but still with a sweet little dimple, she crawled over.

Lin Meng saw Rong Hengduo just standing there, he was only 7 years old, not very tall, with a stern face and dark eyes staring at Rong Ling and the other two. For some reason, looking at him made people feel sorry for him.

Lin Meng is also a mother. Although this child beat her own precious son, she really couldn't bear to be cruel to such a child.

"Have a seat first!" She went and fetched a bottle of juice, placing it beside Rong Hengduo. "Your parents will probably be here soon. Just sit and wait."

This is all I can say. I can't go any further because this child has hurt her precious Youyou.

After a short while, Rong Qingen arrived with an anxious expression. He forcefully pushed open the door and roared, "Rong Ling, what are you trying to do!"

Rong Qingen's boldness stems from a reason.

He held back and didn't go to pick up his son because he planned to deny it, biting down on the story that it was his eldest son seeking revenge on his younger one. Even if unfavorable news spread like wildfire outside, he pretended not to hear it or treated it as if it didn't matter, maintaining an attitude of "let the clear be clear and let the turbid be turbid". This is the best way to deal with rumors.

Yong Ling took the child away. Yong Qinkeng figured Yong Ling couldn't go too far, after all, there were many people in the Rong family, it wasn't just Yong Ling's world, and he couldn't be too lawless. He was once a legitimate son, and the eldest son, Rong Hengduo, was a legitimate grandson and the most likely heir to the family estate in the future. He wouldn't allow Yong Ling to act recklessly!

If he dares to lay a hand on me, the old master at home wouldn't agree to it!ng looked, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart. As soon as the figure of Li Lanqiu flashed in his mind, he felt a sense of disgust. The woman who was still somewhat beautiful in his memory had cha...