The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 5

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She was worried that Yu Yuan would follow her and find her house number, so she walked around the corridor twice to make sure there was no one behind her before going home.

At home, her manager was anxiously circling in the living room. When she heard Yu Qingqing coming back, she hurried over, "Qingqing, did President Wang and his men embarrass you?"

"No," Yu Qingqing burped and couldn't help frowning, still feeling uncomfortable in her stomach, "It's daytime now, they don't dare to mess with me."

Her manager lamented the innocence of the artist, "People like them don't care whether it's day or night!"

Yu Qingqing responded perfunctorily and mentioned the encounter with Yu Yuan in the elevator.

"Yu Yuan?" The manager couldn't help but frown. She didn't particularly dislike the scandal-ridden actress; if anything, she felt more sympathy for her lack of control over her own fate. "So she lives in this neighborhood too?"

Neither of them dwelled on the matter. They exchanged a few casual remarks, with most of the conversation consisting of the manager reminding Yu Qingqing to be more cautious.

"I know, I know." Yu Qingqing nodded perfunctorily and obediently, touching her back which was a little cold, "Sister, do you feel a little cold?"

She turned her head and looked behind her.

She wasn't standing at the air outlet of the air conditioner, and the air conditioner wasn't turned on, so why did she always feel the cold air blowing into her neck?

"Did you get caught in the wind?" The agent rushed her to the bathroom, "Go take a shower and warm up!"

Passing by the full-length mirror at home, neither of them saw the ghost figure in the shape of a baby behind Yu Qingqing in the mirror.

After Yu Qingqing took a shower and changed clothes, they went downstairs to buy things together. A little boy carrying a huge shopping bag and a small schoolbag on his back was already standing in the elevator.

"Liang Liang, is school over?" Yu Qingqing greeted the little boy familiarly.

Yu Liang, who was carrying a small schoolbag, raised his head. He was a little thin, but his facial features were more delicate than anyone Yu Qingqing had seen in the entertainment industry. On his fair face, two amber eyes were clear, and the curved natural curls were attached to his face. The whole person looked like a soft curly fox.

"Um, Sister, good afternoon."

"Liang Liang, good afternoon!" Yu Qingqing couldn't help bending down and touching the little guy's face.

"Liang Liang, did your mother go to the garage to park again today?" Yu Qingqing looked at the huge plastic bag at the child's feet and wanted to take it to send the child home, but was rejected by Yu Liang with his little hand.

"No need, sister! I can carry it myself! Look, my mom bought pork tenderloin today—she said she's making twice-cooked pork for me!"

He lifted the bag and gave it a little shake, his amber eyes clear and bright. When he smiled, they curved into crescents, warm enough to melt even Yu Qingqing's heart—let alone her manager's.

Respecting the little one's determination, the two adults refrained from helping and simply walked with him all the way to the first floor.

After exiting the elevator, her manager was still thinking about the well-behaved little guy, "Qingqing, why didn't you tell me that there is such a cute child in your community?"

"Right? Right?!" Yu Qingqing lifted her chin proudly, as if sharing in the glory. Then, a flicker of doubt crossed her eyes. "But every time I run into this kid, he's always alone. His mom is either parking the car or running downstairs to the supermarket..."

"His mother thinks this community is safe!" Her manager heard the worry and comfort in her words.

Yu Liang watched the two people leave, holding the handle of the plastic bag tightly with his little hand, lowered his head and stood in a corner of the elevator, and the light in his amber eyes dissipated little by little.

He lied, his mother did not go to the garage to park...

His small and lonely figure was reflected on the glass of the elevator.

He looked down at the tenderloin in the shopping bag, his round and soft little face was tense, and his amber eyes were dim.

Mom couldn't cook, let alone make twice-cooked pork for him...

But if those people knew that Mom didn't pick him up from school, they would definitely talk about Mom behind her back like the teachers in the kindergarten, saying bad things about her...

His mom was the best mom in the world, and he didn't want others to say bad things about her...

He came out of the elevator in a depressed mood, walked to the door of his house and took out the key as usual, but this time before he could insert the key, the door of the house had already opened.

Mom stood behind the door lazily as usual, looking at him quietly.

Yu Liang's eyes lit up, "Mom!"

"Did you go shopping?"

Yu Yuan bent down, trying to take the plastic bag from the little guy's hands, but the cheerful child wiggled away to avoid her.

His small body struggled to carry the oversized plastic bag, but his delicate little face was beaming with joy. "Mom is a girl, and I'm a boy. Boys can't let girls do the heavy lifting—Liang Liang can handle it!"

The melon-eating system watched Yu Liang, the little dumpling, staggering into the kitchen with a plastic bag in his hand, and felt like its heart was about to melt.

Woo woo woo, how could there be such a good kid in this world!

The melon-eating system tried to awaken Yu Yuan's conscience again, [Host, think about what will happen to Liang Liang after you die! Can you bear to let such a cute child be sent to an orphanage to be bullied, and finally become a villain killed by the male and female protagonists together!]

[Let's go to the blind date corner in the small park later! I've asked around, there are a lot of melons in that place!]

The melon-eating system kept blabbering, feeling that at the age of one, it was just like an old mother, worrying about the host.

"Mom, I'm going to make sweet and sour pork, stir-fried pork, boiled pork slices and meatball soup today, okay?"

Yu Liang's little dumpling made a long baby voice, and there was no trace of the shadow of being beaten many times by the original character. Instead, he looked like a good kid who grew up in a happy family.

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