    　　Mae slowly gathered a smile, but the expression was very dry.

    　　"Of course, it's sad to laugh at you, Mark. You keep saying that you want to take revenge for granddad, but you don't know that the real murderer is the one beside you! Your YiYi admits that she pushed grandfather!"

    　　Mark was shocked and subconsciously took a look at Yvonne in his arms.

    　　Yvonne squeezed her eyes and bit her mouth, "Mae Mae, I've already said that I don't hold you responsible for anything. Why are you doing this? Why are you slandering me?"

    　　Mark's eyes begin to ferment a storm, without the slightest trust, "Mae, enough! If you want to get rid of your crime, you have to find a better excuse. Yvonne is kind-hearted, she is not a vicious woman like you.

    　　In the corner that Mark can't see, Yvonne smiles provocatively, as if showing off.

    　　Mae is stiff all over.

    　　“How

    　　The moment Mark saw Christian walking in front of Mae, he clenched his fist, "Gu?… Christian Gu? This little boy is your son? What's your relationship with Mae?"

    　　It is well known in Jiangcheng that Christian Gu has an illegitimate child of unknown origin, but he rarely brings this child to the public, and no one knows who the child's biological mother is.

    　　“Is it Mae’s?”

    　　Christian casually raises his eyebrows. "My son called her Mommy. What do you think is the relationship between us?"

    　　Mark's face is white.

    　　Mae climbed up to Christian and grabbed his arm.

    　　Mark stares at Mae angrily, "When did the two of you hook up?"

    　　Mae laughs with disdain and refuses to answer.

    　　Yvonne is jealous of Mak’s questioning.

    　　There are two dragons in Jiangcheng, one in the South and the other in the north.

    　　In recent years, under the lead

    　　 

    　　Mae's speech suddenly stops, she reddens in embarrassment and says nothing.

    　　 

    　　Passers-by look at her with contempt. "Madam, if you abandon your child, I will call the police!"

    　　 

    　　In desperation, Mae left with Xian. She took the kid's hand and walked off.

    　　 

    　　She sent Christian a text message asking him to pick up his son.

    　　 

    　　But he did not reply.

    　　 

    　　Xian follows Mae like a tail and keeps calling her, “Mummy.”

    　　 

    　　Mae smiles and crouches in front of the child, looking him in the eye, "Xian, listen to auntie. Last night, your father and I-"

    　　 

    　　"Mae?"

    　　 

    　　A trembling female voice from behind interrupted Mae’s warm thoughts.

    　　 

    　　Mae got up and saw a couple standing opposite the corridor.

    　　 

    　　The woman wore flat shoes and a loose maternity dress, but her lower abdomen didn't bulge. It was Yvonne Ye, who had not seen her for four years, and the man beside her was Mark Mu.

    　　 

    　　Yvonne's sharp eyes narrowed slightly.

    　　 

    　　Tears filled her eyes. She came towards Mae and pulled her hand.

    　　 

    　　"It's you. It's really you. So warm. It's so nice to see that you didn't die. My mother and I have been worried about you all these years. Why don't you go back to our home? "

    　　 

    　　Mae tried to camouflage her disgust.

    　　 

    　　Yvonne's family was rich and famous in Jiangcheng, but Mae's mother died early. The next month, Yvonne's father brought Mae and said that this was her sister.

    　　 

    　　At a young age, she never knew how to hide her emotions. And she was framed by Yvonne and her mother every time, which made her father feel alienated from her.

    　　 

    　　The daughter of the mistress is used to pretending to be weak. 

    　　 

    　　Yvonne gave out a warm smile. "Are you still worried that I’ve come to rob Mark from you?"

    　　 

    　　She chokes and shakes her head. Her thin lips leaned over, close to Mae's ears, and said in a voice that only they could hear, "Of course, what I fear most is that no one can help my Mark’s grandfather. But for four years, Mark has regarded you as a murderer. And I really thank you for taking the blame."

    　　 

    　　Mae looked at Yvonne with raging shock.

    　　 

    　　"You did everything? You fabricated all of it!"

    　　 

    　　Yvonne smiled and blinked.

    　　 

    　　Mae has always thought that Mark’s grandfather was good and kind to her. A gentle old man that would never hurt a soul. Waves and layers of emotions surged up from under her stomach and heart, she felt like being torn apart.

    　　 

    　　Pop!

    　　 

    　　She slapped Yvonne in the face with the strength of her whole hand.

    　　 

    　　"You should die!" Her guttural command filled the corridor.

    　　 

    　　Yvonne was startled and staggered back. She lost her balance and went straight to the ground. She cried out in horror, "My baby!" 

    　　 

    　　"YiYi!" Mark strides forward and reaches for Yvonne in time.

    　　 

    　　Yvonne's body faltered and she leaned against Mark's arms just to stand. Her forehead passed a cold sweat. She took Mark's hand. Mark was furious and gave Mae a firm push.

    　　 

    　　"Mae, you bitch! You know that YiYi is pregnant and you attack her? You already killed grandfather. Now you want to murder her and my child?"

    　　 

    　　Mae falls on the ground by her palm, and her knee was skinned, showing a bright red bloodstain.

    　　 

    　　She looked up at Mark, full of confusion and sadness.

    　　 

    　　Mark felt that her eyes made him feel guilty, but before he spoke, Mae suddenly smiles with ridicule and patience.

    　　 

    　　Mark became uneasy, her face is more sinister now. "What the hell are you laughing at?"


　　Mae slowly gathered a smile, but the expression was very dry.

    　　"Of course, it's sad to laugh at you, Mark. You keep saying that you want to take revenge for granddad, but you don't know that the real murderer is the one beside you! Your YiYi admits that she pushed grandfather!"

    　　Mark was shocked and subconsciously took a look at Yvonne in his arms.

    　　Yvonne squeezed her eyes and bit her mouth, "Mae Mae, I've already said that I don't hold you responsible for anything. Why are you doing this? Why are you slandering me?"

    　　Mark's eyes begin to ferment a storm, without the slightest trust, "Mae, enough! If you want to get rid of your crime, you have to find a better excuse. Yvonne is kind-hearted, she is not a vicious woman like you.

    　　In the corner that Mark can't see, Yvonne smiles provocatively, as if showing off.

    　　Mae is stiff all over.

    　　“How could Mark believe her?” She looked at him calmly. "One day, you will regret it."

    

Chapter 7