Song Mingyi hurriedly said: "How can I? Seeing a beautiful woman like Wanwan, how can a beautiful woman catch my eye?"
"That's pretty much it."
"Godmother." Lu Yimo seized the opportunity to greet Mu Xiaowan.
Mu Xiaowan was so frightened that she cursed a classic Chinese curse.
"Fuck... godmother? Song Xiaoyi, where did you get this little brat from? I didn't tell you."
I didn’t hear that the second treasure was found.
Song Mingyi didn't understand Mu Xiaowan's confusion, so she said, "This is Lu Yimo."
"Oh, the shining little prince of the Lu family." Mu Xiaowan couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Song Mingyi: "That's great, sisters, the young prince can be kidnapped, but he's too shameless."
Lu Yimo was confused: "Godmother, am I really arrogant when I go out with my mother?"
"Of course." Mu Xiaowan said exaggeratedly: "You are the future heir of the Lu family. Even a wild dog on the roadside wants to have a relationship with you, okay?"
Lu Yimo's little brows furrowed: "But my father is the one who calls the shots in the family. I'm just a freeloader now."
Mu Xiaowan looked at Lu Yimo's frustrated expression and was so cute that he almost screamed.
"It doesn't matter. When your father is gone, it's up to you. Remember to take your mother and godmother with you when the time comes."
"It's been too long." Lu Yimo touched his chin: "It will make my mother suffer for many more years. I can't wait."
Mu Xiaowan couldn't help teasing Lu Yimo: "If you can't wait, why don't you usurp your position?"
Lu Yimo nodded with deep understanding: "That's what I think, godmother. When I get back, I will bribe Uncle Yan."
Song Mingyi couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, okay, stop teasing Mo Mo, and take it seriously if you tease the little guy again."
Mu Xiaowan hehe: "It's so easy to take someone seriously. My godson is very smart."
Lu Yimo smiled brightly at Song Mingyi, but he was slowly planning in his heart.
Usurping the throne should be done sooner rather than later. His father is already so old, so it's time for him to go home and enjoy his happiness.
Song Mingyi didn't know Lu Yimo's plan. She and Mu Xiaowan took Lu Yimo to a nearby park for a barbecue.
Today's weather is neither cold nor hot, with a gentle breeze. It is a very comfortable autumn weather. Many parents take their children out to play.
It was Mu Xiaowan who had prepared in advance and thus occupied the best position.
Song Mingyi was busy making a fire. When she saw Lu Yimo hovering around her, she patted his little head and said, "Go and play with the kids."
"No." Lu Yimo refused: "I want to be with my mother." Then a pitiful look appeared on his face: "Mom, don't you want to be with me?"
"Of course I do."
"I want to, too." Lu Yimo whispered, "I just want not to be separated from my mother."
Song Mingyi turned her head and saw the anxiety on Lu Yimo's face.
She suddenly understood.
Lu Yimo actually understood.
She understood that she and Lu Shenxing were going to separate.
In everyone's eyes, he was the shining young prince of the Lu family, but she understood that it was actually very difficult for him as a child in the Lu family.
She understood better that this child liked her and wanted to catch her very much.
But whether it was her ridiculous marriage with Lu Shenxing or her as a person, she was destined not to stay in the Lu family for long.
respectively.
Even though such a young child didn't know what these two words meant, he was as sad as anyone else.
Suddenly, Song Mingyi felt very sad.
At this moment, a thought grew like a weed.
When she left, she wanted to take Lu Yimo away.
At this moment, she even thought about her escape route, and even thought about how to lead Lu Yimo to live a safe life in the future under the pursuit of King Lu Yan.
"What are you thinking about? The fire is going out."
Song Mingyi suddenly came back to her senses: "I was thinking about something treacherous."
They played with Lu Yimo for most of the day, and then followed Mu Xiaowan back to her apartment.
Originally, Song Mingyi refused, so Xiaowu prepared a villa for her in Taoyuan Juli.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Mu Xiaowan became anxious. He put his hands on his hips and nodded her head: "If you refuse, try to be polite and see if I don't scratch you to death."
"..." Song Mingyi could only compromise: "That's okay, I'll live with you."
"That's right. Are you tired of being polite to my sisters? Besides, do you think I'm just inviting you? No, I want to invite my godson to live with me." Mu Xiaowan said: " Momo, would you like to sleep with your godmother tonight?"
"No." Lu Yimo shook his little head like a rattle, turned around and hugged Song Mingyi tightly: "I want to stay with my mother."
Lu Yimo hugged Song Mingyi very tightly, as if no one could separate him from Song Mingyi.
Mu Xiaowan jumped to her feet: "You heartless little one, my godmother loves you for nothing." Then she added: "Looking at Mo Mo's caring look, I also want to have a baby to play with."
"..."
Song Mingyi advised seriously: "I think you can calm down. If you can't calm down, then think about your younger brother who is about the same age as your son."
Mu Xiaowan's face suddenly turned green: "It's you who are the loser. They are really sisters."
"Well, don't thank me too much for keeping you calm. This is what sisters should do."
Mu Xiaowan snorted, expressing her displeasure, but the expression on her face quickly turned melancholy.
She opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the night wind blew in, making her voice messy: "Mingyi, are girls born inferior to boys? Are girls born unworthy of being loved? Is it because she is born a girl? Always inferior?"
"Foreign scientists have recently made a new discovery. According to research, only daughters can inherit the mitochondria of the maternal family. In other words, if a woman is left with sons, her mitochondrial DNA genetic chain will be terminated."
"ah?"
"To put it another way, a woman's true destiny is to be unable to give birth to a daughter. Congratulations to Mu Xiaowan, you still have the chance to give birth to your own mitochondria and continue your DNA."
Mu Xiaowan was stunned for a long time, and then she laughed: "Song Xiaoyi, I am really happy to be friends with you. Do you know that your words finally made me let go of the knots I had held for so many years."
Living in an extremely patriarchal family, with a mother who considered it her original sin not to give birth to a son, Mu Xiaowan often felt that she was almost suffocated.
There were also many times when she thought about whether she didn't deserve to live.
Sometimes she comforted herself that although her mother didn't like her, at least she didn't let her call her Zhaodi, Pandi, Laidi.
Until today, when she heard Song Mingyi's words, she suddenly felt relieved a lot.
Lu Yimo pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation between Song Mingyi and Mu Xiaowan, feeling increasingly worried.
Was it because his mother disliked him as a boy that she prepared to separate from his father and move out of the Lu family?
Suddenly Lu Yimo was particularly angry.
Targeting Lu Shenxing.
If Lu Shenxing hadn't been able to give birth to a younger sister, her mother wouldn't have abandoned him again.
