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Sister-in-law Zhao said, "it\'s strange. The child stopped crying when he came to your arms. I don\'t know he thought you were her Mommy."

"What are you talking about?"

Before Xia Weichu could say it, Xia\'s thin and sharp voice came, "she is my child!"

Xia Xianxian quickly came to Xia Weichu. She savagely grabbed Xiao Ouye back into her arms and stared at Xia Weichu fiercely, "don\'t you have your own child? Why hold my child?"

"Then I have to ask if you, a mother, have a sense of responsibility! Why don\'t you coax the child when he cries like this?"

"It\'s my business to coax her or not! She\'s my daughter. I\'ll coax her if I like. You don\'t have to meddle with rats!"

Xia Wei choked and didn\'t know what to say on the first day of junior high school. Just because Xia Xianxian said a fact, that is, Xiao Ouye is Xia Xianxian\'s daughter. It\'s really inconvenient for her to make more comments.

"Slender, my wife doesn\'t mean any harm. It\'s really because Xiao Ouye can\'t coax well, so my wife helped hold it." sister-in-law Zhao pleaded for Xia Weichu.

Xia Xianxian snorted coldly, "will she be so kind?"

WOW——

Little Ouye began to cry again.

Xia Xianxian lowers her head and scolds Xiao Ouye, "shut up!"

Little Ouye cried more fiercely and waved her little hand as if she were looking for Xia Wei\'s first hug.

Xia Weichu couldn\'t bear it.

Xia Qianxian was so bored that Xiao Ouye cried endlessly and slapped her on the little hand she was waving.

The slap sound was very loud, and Xiao Ouye\'s high voice proved to be hurt. It can be seen that Xia Xianxian really used her strength.

Xia Wei first said, "Xia Qianxian, are you crazy? She\'s only a baby for more than two months. She doesn\'t understand anything. Why do you beat her?"

"My daughter, I will!" Xia Qianxian shouted. She slapped little Ouye\'s little hand again.

Xiao Ouye\'s face was blue with tears.

Xia Weichu felt inexplicably distressed. She suddenly grabbed Xiao Ouye from Xia Xianxian\'s arms and warned, "if you do this again, I\'ll call the police and say you abused children!"

"Then you report? Do you think the police are you who have nothing to do with her, or do you believe me?" Xia Xianxian said coldly. She stretched out her hand, "give me back my daughter! Otherwise I\'ll call the police and say you robbed my child!"

Little Ouye was still out of breath. Xia Weichu didn\'t want to let go.

Xia Xianxian simply grabbed Xiao Ouye and snorted coldly, "take care of your own children. You don\'t have to be a Bodhisattva here!" she said, holding Xiao Ouye back to the presidential suite not far away.

For a long time, Xia Weichu could still hear the cry of Xiao Ouye.

Her chest was throbbing with pain.

Sister-in-law Zhao said, "Hey, I\'ve never seen such a cruel mother. This is not the first time she hit little Ouye. I shouldn\'t vent my anger on her, such a small child. Either let her cry or hit her, I feel distressed."

Xia Weichu listened, and his heart only felt more painful.

She gently pinched the position of her heart with her slender hands. She told herself not to flood with maternal love! That\'s Xia Xianxian\'s mother and daughter!

"Sister Zhao, go and take care of Xiao Ouye."

She then forced herself to turn around and go to the suite where Wubao lived.

When I opened the door, I saw sister-in-law Su massaging Wubao. The happy smile on Wubao\'s face was in sharp contrast to the tears on Xiao Ouye\'s face.

"Here you are, madam." sister-in-law Su warmly greeted Xia Weichu.

Xia mast answered at first, picked up the five treasures and teased the five treasures in a soft voice.

……

WOW——

The little Ouye lying on the bed cried red.

Xia Xianxian was very noisy, but she still looked coldly.

Looking at her, sister-in-law Zhao said frankly, "such a big child will cry badly if he cries like this. Otherwise, I\'d better hug him."

"Don\'t hug! That\'s why she loves to cry because she is spoiled by hugging!" Xia Qianxian pointed to Xiao Ouye and looked at Xiao Ouye\'s eyes. She only felt that these eyes were very similar to Xia Weichu. The more she looked, the more she felt angry.