Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

Ruan Mizheng was stunned for a moment and could not help but raise her eyes to look into his deep black eyes.    

    

She found a trace of pampering in his eyes...    

    

She instantly became calm, at ease, and warm.    

    

"En!" Ruan Mizheng pursed her lips and smiled as she cutely leaned into his embrace.    

    

For the first time, she felt that his embrace could withstand all the wind and rain.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan lowered his eyes and saw that she was naturally leaning into his embrace. His thin lips curled up.    

    

The little milk bag was once again sandwiched between his parents. Why did he feel that he was getting brighter and brighter...    

    

This was the first time Ruan Mizheng came to the old house.    

    

The vines interweaved and the European style villa that was sculpted with Liang Hua was giving off a strange and strict aura.    

    

"Squeak!"    

    

The black European gate slowly opened, and the car drove in.    

    

Rows of maids in black and white uniforms walked out, opened the door, and respectfully said in unison, "Welcome Young Master home!"    

    

Shaang Weiyuan was the first to step out of the car, and Ruan Mizheng led Sheng Yuexuan closely behind.    

    

"Young master, please examine your body first."    

    

One of the maids said.    

    

Examination?    

    

Ruan Mizheng did not understand at first until the maid took out the detector. Why did she feel that this scene only appeared on television?    

    

After confirming the test passed, the door of the hall was slowly opened.    

    

The moment they saw the face of the baby bag, everyone was shocked.    

    

This small face, just from its forehead, looked like Shaang Weiyuan.    

    

Despite his young age, he had an aura that did not match his age.    

    

In the main seat at the front of the hall, when the old mistress saw the little milk bag, she walked over with an excited expression on her face, leaning on a crutch.    

    

Squatting down, she kindly asked, "Little fellow, what's your name?"    

    

Although the old lady was old, she was still the backbone of the business. Despite her age, she did not lose her aura and everyone was afraid of her.    

    

However, the little baby was not afraid at all. He replied in a childish voice, "My name is Sheng Yuexuan."    

    

Sheng? Yue Xuan?    

    

Many of the descendants of the Shang family turned their heads in surprise, and their gazes swept across Little Milk Bun and Shaang Weiyuan from time to time.    

    

This son did not follow his mother and father's surname, a bastard child?    

    

Indeed, like father, like son.    

    

Everyone's eyes were filled with ridicule.    

    

"How old are you this year?"    

    

It was the old madam after all, so she was not surprised. She continued to ask with a smile, "How old are you this year?"    

    

"The baby is four years old."    

    

"I'm your daddy's grandmother, so what should you call me?"    

    

The little bun blinked his large eyes like grapes and said sweetly, "Great-grandmother!"    

    

"Sigh! 'The madame instantly beamed with joy. She held the little milk bag in her hand and walked towards the main seat.    

    

The little milk bag took the opportunity to sit on her lap. "Great-grandmother, I missed you so much. You must have been a great beauty when you were young."    

    

Her sweet words made the madame unable to close her mouth. "How do you know that I'm a great beauty when I'm young?"    

    

"Mmm." The baby pointed to a spot not far away. "Because the baby's mommy is so beautiful, the great-grandmother is also super beautiful."    

    

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes instantly turned to Ruan Mizheng.    

    

Ruan Mizheng was just pulled to sit down by Shaang Weiyuan when she felt many unfriendly gazes.    

    

Those gazes could eat her.    

    

The old mistress narrowed her eyes and could not help but size Ruan Mizheng up and down.    

    

She looked younger than Shaang Weiyuan, but she had a face that could topple cities and cities. She was delicate and clean, her skin was white like snow, but she did not lose the charm of a woman.    

    

The old mistress nodded in her heart. Sure enough, she was not a simple woman. No wonder she could charm Shaang Weiyuan to such an extent.    

    

Ruan Mizheng looked straight into the old mistress's eyes and nodded with a smile.    

    

She was magnanimous and did not put on an act. She made people feel comfortable.    

    

"Oh, Great-Grandmother, what is this?"    

    

The little milk bag saw a golden plate on the table. Curious, he picked it up, his eyes full of curiosity.    

    

"Put it down for me!"    

    

Shaang Bao suddenly shouted.    

    

That was the authority card of the person in charge of the business.    

    

Although everyone was coveting it, no one dared to touch it.    

    

Because if they did, blood would flow like a river.    

    

With this roar, ordinary children would have long been scared to tears and wet their pants.    

    

The little milk bag had a stupefied expression. "Uncle, you scared the baby. You are very rude."    

    

The old lady patted the little guy's head and scolded Shaang Bao. "He's a child. Why are you yelling at a child?"    

    

"Mom, that is..."    

    

"What is it? It's just a plate, he likes to play with it!" The madame's tone was obviously biased towards the little milk bag.    

    

Shaang Bao wanted to say something but was scared by the madame's cold gaze and swallowed his words.    

    

The appearance of the little milk bag made the usually lifeless merchant angry.    

    

"Daddy, this brand is gold." The little milk bag jumped down and sat on Shaang Weiyuan's lap.    

    

Everyone held their breath, and their hearts began to beat wildly. They were very scared.    

    

Because this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Once Shaang Weiyuan obtained the authority card, the business would be under his control.    

    

Everyone knew how terrifying and cruel his character was.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan had shot Shaang Renfei in the shoulder. Up until now, she had not recovered and was wrapped in thick gauze.    

    

Now that she saw Shaang Weiyuan, she wanted to hide.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan stared at the gold medal played in the little milk bag and snorted in disdain, "It's just a broken plate. Do you want it?"    

    

The baby shook her head. "I only want my sister."    

    

Ruan Mizheng coughed lightly and warned in a low voice, "Son, you are not allowed to mention this in front of so many people!"    

    

Shame on you!    

    

"You plan to have a second child?" The madame's old eyes lit up.    

    

No matter how cruel and merciless the old man was, he longed for children the most.    

    

"No..." Ruan Mizheng hurriedly waved her hand.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan looked up coldly. "It has nothing to do with you."    

    

If not for the fact that she was an old lady and did not bicker with her, she would have long traveled west on a crane.    

    

The old lady's expression changed and she sighed. "Weiyuan, I know you are prejudiced against me. But I am already so old, what kind of threat can I pose to you? Your son will be the next heir to the business sooner or later. Return to your ancestors! "    

    

" Mom, what are you talking about!? "    

    

Shaang Bao stood up, shocked and in disbelief.    

    

"Grandma! Shaang Weiyuan was now a businessman, and his son was the next heir. Why does all the good things belong to him? Where did you put us? It's not just him, the businessman. Why are you so biased towards him?!"    

    

Shang Ting could not hold back her anger as she glared at Shaang Weiyuan and the little bun.    

    

Shang Tingting was Shaang Renfei's daughter. She had been studying abroad since college. After she graduated, she left her job behind.    

    

When she heard that Shaang Weiyuan had a son, she immediately took a plane back from abroad.    

    

In the business world, no matter if it was the younger generation or the elders, power was their life.    

    

This was the business world. Everyone was overbearing and selfish in their bones.    

    

"Mom, by doing this, what position do you put my family's Heavenly Night in?" Shaang Bao looked at the man in the wheelchair in the corner and felt his heart ache. "He lost his legs for the entire business and for the CBS!"    

    

He could not swallow it. He could not swallow it even if he died!