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0The first person the cloaked anime saw was Ye Miao. He felt that the little boy in front of him was really cute. He was pink and tender like a child's star. The little girl beside him was quite ordinary, but her eyes were quite lively.    

    

The man in charge of the balloon chose the last pink balloon and handed it to Ye Shuimo. Ye Shuimo was about to take it when her other hand took the first step.    

    

It was a boy about the same size as the two of them. He was a little chubby, and his white shirt could not cover up his small belly.    

    

Ye Shuimo looked at her bare hands, then looked up at her pink balloon. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she was also afraid of angering her brother if she cried. She bit her lower lip, feeling wronged.    

    

"That's her balloon." Ye Miao took a step forward, "Give it back to her."    

    

The fat child did not seem to care. "It belongs to whoever gets it first."    

    

Ding Yiyi saw that there seemed to be an argument, so she got off the car in a hurry and saw Ye Miao grab the arm of a boy who was a lot bigger than her and bite down.    

    

"Painful pain!" The boy wailed. Not far away, a man hurriedly got out of a limousine. He shouted in fear, "Young Master."    

    

The person pushed Ye Miao away, and Ye Miao fell to the ground. However, he took the opportunity to take the balloon from the boy's hand.    

    

"Miao!" Ding Yiyi ran towards him. Ding Yiyi had already gotten into the car with her child and was about to drive away.    

    

"Big brother." Ye Shuimo looked at Ye Miao with tears in her eyes. She was at a loss of what to do. She put her hands behind her back. It was her fault. Otherwise, her brother wouldn't be injured.    

    

Ye Miao sat up, frowned as he looked at his injured arm, he stood up and handed the balloon to her, "Don't cry."    

    

"Right." Ye Shuimo nodded. "Don't cry!"    

    

Ding Yiyi's heart ached. She quickly took out a wet tissue from her baby to wipe the wounds on her arm. Suddenly, Madame Meng screamed.    

    

The pink balloon landed on the ground, and a man in a leather jacket and peaked cap dashed out of the alley. He picked up the confused Ye Shuimo and ran in the other direction.    

    

"Miss!" Madame Meng cried and collapsed onto the ground.    

    

Ding Yiyi was the first to recover her senses. She immediately chased after him. When she crossed the road, she almost got hit by a car.    

    

"Mom!" Ye Miao immediately stood up and wanted to follow him, but Sofia stopped him just in time.    

    

The man in front of her didn't run too fast. Ding Yiyi stared at the figure in front of her, while Ye Shuimo cried her heart out.    

    

Her heels wouldn't be able to bear her running like this. Her heels were broken, so she simply kicked them off and chased after him barefooted.    

    

The gap between the two became smaller and smaller. Seeing that the man carrying the child was about to be caught up, he hurriedly let go of Ye Shuimo and ran to the other side.    

    

"Mom." Ye Shuimo cried as she opened her arms.    

    

Ding Yiyi ran over and hugged her, saying, "It's fine, Mom is here."    

    

Once he reached the Ye Group, Ye Nianmo immediately rushed over, and Ye Shuimo wailed as she dived into his embrace.    

    

Ye Nianmo carried the person up while Ye Miao looked at him coldly from the side. Meanwhile, Ye Miao put down the clothes on his sleeve to cover the wound.    

    

Only the weak would cry and comfort. He, Ye Miao, did not want to be the weak.    

    

"How did you get injured like this?" Ye Nianmo looked at Ding Yiyi's feet. Because she was barefoot while running along the road, her feet had been cut off, leaving many small wounds.    

    

Ding Yiyi still had lingering fear in her heart. "Luckily, Shuimo is fine. As long as she's fine, it's good."    

    

"Let me disinfect you." Ye Nianmo pulled over a chair and just as he sat down, his secretary knocked on the door and said, "The old mistress is here."    

    

The answer was obvious. Ye Nianmo looked at Madame Meng and said confidently, "Mr Ye, I don't know what to do, so I think it would be better to tell the madame."    

    

Fu Fengyi's heart ached when she saw Ye Shuimo. Seeing her crying so much, with her eyes red and her clothes wrinkled, Fu Fengyi scolded Madame Meng angrily, "What's wrong, so many people can't take care of a child."    

    

She looked at Ding Yiyi and suppressed her anger. "Why isn't the child following us?"    

    

"I'm sorry, Grandmother, I didn't do this well." Ding Yiyi lowered her head.    

    

Ye Miao saw his mother standing barefoot on the carpet. The back of her foot was full of wounds that had been scratched by small stones. His little heart had suffered a huge blow.    

    

His vision blurred as his mother was carried by his father by his waist. He slightly narrowed his eyes. He had finally done something reliable.    

    

"Grandmother, you've seen the child. Yi Yi is injured. I'll treat the wound first." Ye Nianmo waved his hand.    

    

Fu Fengyi's chest heaved violently for a couple of times before she suddenly gasped and clutched her chest. "I can't seem to catch my breath."    

    

Everyone present was very anxious when they heard that. Ye Nianmo put down Ding Yiyi and quickly went to help Fu Fengyi up while instructing Madame Meng to make a call.    

    

Ding Yiyi also tied Fu Fengyi up in a hurry, ignoring the wounds on her feet.    

    

Only Ye Miao, he saw that the cut on his mother's foot had started bleeding again, and the blood had stuck to the carpet.    

    

Ye Shuimo timidly pulled at his sleeve. He turned his head impatiently and asked, "What for?"    

    

"Big brother." She jumped in fright, but still didn't want to leave. She obediently stood beside him. "I'm sorry."    

    

Ye Miao raised his eyebrows. Ever since he was young, he didn't like his sister. He didn't know why, but he didn't like her either out of jealousy or pure dislike, even if she didn't do anything wrong.    

    

After Madame Meng made her call, everyone placed Fu Fengyi down on her bed to rest.    

    

Fu Fengyi called out Ye Shuimo's name. She stood by her brother's side hesitantly. She really wanted to be with her brother. However, her grandma also seemed to be very important.    

    

The person beside him walked away alone and moved to the other side of the sofa, where the sunlight could not reach.    

    

Ye Shuimo walked up to Fu Fengyi, who hugged her as she called out to her. Madame Meng, Sofia, and Ding Yiyi were next in line.    

    

Ding Yiyi had been standing there listening to the training. Her hand was pinched by someone. It was Ye Nianmo. He looked at her apologetically.    

    

She smiled back, indicating that it was all right, but out of the corner of her eye she saw a small figure slip out of the room.    

    

Ye Miao could no longer stay there. He felt suffocated. The situation of wanting to protect his mother and being unable to do anything had disappointed him.    

    

He stretched out his palm and looked at the weak and powerless fist, fiercely retracting it. One day, he would be strong enough to not let his mother suffer any harm!    

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Ye Shuimo was carried back to Ye Family by Fu Fengyi, and with the reason that Ye Nianmo couldn't stay there without family, Ye Nianmo insisted that they stay there for the night.    

    

"Ye Miao also needs someone to follow him. Yiyi, go back and take care of Ye Miao." Fu Fengyi had said so.    

    

Sofia almost retorted, "We are all family, why must Madam go home alone to take care of Ye Miao?"    

    

She didn't say anything, but Ding Yiyi signaled her with her eyes in time to stop talking. She then took Ye Miao home.    

    

When they got home, Ye Miao and Sofia were busy opening up the medicine box. Ye Miao couldn't hold the medicine box, so he ran to the bathroom to get a wet and hot towel while Sofia went to get the medicine box.    

    

"Tsk tsk, how touching. I'm enjoying the treatment of an empress." Ding Yiyi giggled.    

    

Sofia and Ye Miao glared at her at the same time. Sofia said angrily, "You're still in the mood to joke around! "Look at the wound."    

    

"It's alright, just a small injury. Thank you." Ding Yiyi waved at the two of them.    

    

Unbeknownst to her, the two of them were getting closer to each other. She wrapped her arms around their shoulders, and a fragrant aroma wafted towards their faces as she made a sound of "Ba Ji".    

    

"What?" Sofia grunted and moved away, but a smile blossomed on her face.    

    

Ye Miao was the same as well. Although he was trying his best to keep a tight face, his expression was filled with the joy of a child.    

    

After taking care of the wound on Ding Yiyi's foot, Ye Miao went back to his room. As soon as he turned on the light and closed the door, a gun was pointed at his head.    

    

"Don't make a sound, or I'll shoot you." In the darkness, a deep male voice sounded.    

    

Ye Miao stood there without moving and looked to the side. The shadow was very long, it was the build of a grown man, and judging from the muscles that were exposed by the shadow, it had good physical qualities.    

    

There were only two exits. One was the door, the other a window. The only place in the room where he could hide was the bed, but dodging was meaningless because he was just a child. No matter how he ran, he would never be able to catch up to the speed of a gun.    

    

Furthermore, the most important thing was that Sofia and her mother were downstairs. They definitely could not let this person go downstairs to hurt them.    

    

How can I keep him from coming downstairs? Only the dead can do it.    

    

There was a gun on a shelf by the window. One of them was a toy he'd used when he was a kid, the one he'd touched the most, and there was a bullet in it.    

    

"I won't move." "As long as you don't hurt my family, I'll do whatever you want me to do."    

    

"I want you to kneel down, or I'll go down and kill them all."    

    

"Alright." Ye Miao, who was five years old, did not hesitate at all.    

    

His reaction pleased the man behind him, who laughed, his pistol trembling.    

    

Now! Ye Miao turned around and immediately ran towards the gun rack without even looking at the other person.    

    

He took the gun he had been playing with as a child, loaded it, and put his index finger on the trigger.    

    

Only then did he see the man in front of him. He was wearing a white shirt with the top three buttons undone.    

    

Lee Yixuan looked at the actions of the child in front of him in amusement. Yes, he had ten points of courage, but the rest was nothing. If he really wanted to shoot, he would have immediately died the moment he moved. How could he let him run so far?    

    

Who taught him how to hold a gun, Ye Nianmo? He should return the tuition back to the little kid.    

    

He walked towards Ye Miao in a carefree manner while turning the gun in his hand.    

    

"Don't come over." Ye Miao warned, cold sweat was already dripping from his forehead and his arms were sore, but he did not dare to put them down or move.    

    

Lee Yixuan suddenly exerted his strength. With a movement, the gun in Ye Miao's hand was already in his hand. He raised the pistol and pointed it at Ye Miao, "No way, my hands are shaking. My actions were wrong. Zero points, zero points."    

    

Ye Miao stared at him with the corner of his eye. He could clearly feel the heaviness of the black object against his temple.    

    

Suddenly, the gun moved away. He heard the man in front of him say, "Forget it, I don't have a sense of accomplishment. I'd better go and kill the adults below."    

    

Just when he took a step away, his leg was hugged. Lee Yixuan looked up with interest, "Aiyo, looks like you love your parents a lot. But that's all you can do?"