Chapter: 15

"Who bullied you? Is it a big villain?" Tang Xiaorui walked over immediately, looked at her distressedly and asked.

Tang Youyou immediately turned her back, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, forced a smile and said: "No one bullied me, I just watched TV just now... Seeing the tragic life of the heroine on TV, I couldn't hold back and cried for a while!"

"Mum, don't lie to me, you really think we are three-year-old children."

"That's right, we're both four years old!" Tang Xiaonai's mouth curled up, and she answered the words sternly.

Cheng Wanlian stood at the door, looking at Tang Youyou's red and swollen eyes from crying, feeling very distressed.

However, in front of the two little guys, Cheng Wanlian couldn't ask her about the situation, so she could only comfort her softly: "Yuyou, nothing happened."

"No, auntie!" Tang Youyou replied with a face of shame.

If she had known that the two little guys had come back so early, she should have found a place where no one was around to vent her anger.

"Mummy, don't cry, I will feel bad." Xiao Nai immediately ran over, hugged Tang Youyou's thigh, pressed her little cheek against her, and said in a childish voice.

"Well, Mommy isn't crying anymore! I just miss you two so much. Now that I see you, Mommy is in a much better mood!" Tang Youyou squatted down, hugged her daughter, and endured all the sadness and grievances.


"By the way, Mommy, let me tell you a very interesting thing. Today at school, the teacher showed us the phone and said that we are famous on the Internet." Tang Xiaorui immediately wanted to say something to make Mommy happy.

Tang Youyou's small face was stunned, and she asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

"Mummy, give me your phone!" Tang Xiaorui stretched out his little hand, and Tang Youyou immediately gave the phone to the little guy.

The little guy skilfully flipped through Tang Youyou's call records first. With his super memory, he never forgot the numbers he had seen. At this moment, he naturally remembered the last two numbers he called.

Tang Youyou only cared about her daughter's little face, but she didn't expect her son to use her mobile phone to do business.

"Mummy, look, this is the video!" Tang Xiaorui quickly found the video of him and his sister being secretly filmed on the plane.

Tang Youyou took a look at the phone, and her small face immediately turned pale.

"Who uploaded this video? It's too much. They uploaded my daughter's video online without my permission. I want to sue them."

Tang Youyou immediately became angry. She looked at the adorable appearance of a pair of children in the video, which was really attractive.

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When she returned to China this time, it was obvious that she wanted to secretly hide and raise this pair of babies.

Now, it was directly posted on the Internet, how could she not be angry?

She looked down at the content of the mobile phone video again. It was only two minutes long, and only the little guy's face appeared on the screen, not hers.

I feel a little more at ease, as long as she is not included in the recording, the Tang family will not attract the attention of the Tang family when they should be killed.

"Mummy, you're angry!" Tang Xiaonai also learned to watch her face at a young age.

Tang Youyou nodded: "Of course, can I not be angry? Mommy doesn't want you to be famous at such a young age."

Tang Xiaorui had an expression of indifference: "Mum, wouldn't it be better for us to be famous? If someone invites us to shoot commercials, we can make money to honor your old man..."

"Xiao Rui..." Tang Youyou immediately pretended to be angry, and said with a serious face: "How old are you, you have just turned four years old, how can I have the nerve to let you make money to support me?"

"Mummy, as long as you have a thicker skin, it doesn't matter." Tang Xiaonai snickered while covering her small mouth.

"You..." Tang Youyou caressed his forehead angrily, although this pair of little treasures were young, they had a lot of ghostly thoughts. JrNovels.com