Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Xiong Miao clenched her fists by her side and stared at the direction in front of her. The car had already disappeared and she gritted her teeth slightly.    

Zhan Yeling had not calmed down yet, but at least this time when he saw her, he did not have the impulse to strangle her.    

She did not want to give up. It was her mother who had let Zhan Yeling down. She had made him suffer from the psychological trauma for the past twenty years.    

If torturing her could make him feel better, then she would be willing to be tortured by him.    

Xiong Miao did not leave. She stood straight on the spot. The wind at night was getting colder and colder.    

After a while, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky. It was going to rain.    

The guard said to Xiong Miao, "Miss Xiong, you should go back. Director Zhan will not see you."    

"No, I am right here!" Xiong Miao's stubbornness made the guard helpless and could only let her do as she pleased.    

Very quickly, a storm came, and a heavy rain suddenly descended. The wind blew and made Xiong Miao's thin and weak body sway, but she stubbornly stood still.    

The rainstorm hit her body and drenched her hair and clothes.    

The wet cloth stuck to her body and made her appear even more thin and thin. Water continuously flowed down her cheeks.    

However, her watery eyes were still stubbornly looking at the Yening Garden. Rows of cypress trees were planted on both sides of the cement road, and there were street lights between the trees. The street lights extended towards the mansion of Yening Garden, where the children and Zhan Yeling lived.    

Xiong Miao could only watch from afar. If she wanted to return to the children's side, she had to endure unbearable hardship.    

Xiong Miao's body was thin and weak to begin with. In addition, she had been unable to sleep and eat in peace these past few days. Her physical condition was very poor. Immediately, she was ravaged by the storm. Her face became paler and her lips turned dark, like a lily that was about to wilt under the heavy rain. It made one sigh.    

The guards at the door saw that they could not bear to see her, so they called Manager Lee and told him about Xiong Miao's condition.    

After a while, Manager Lee came out holding a black umbrella. He saw that she was standing in the rain. Xiong Miao was hit by the wind and rain. Her small body swayed, but she was like a pine tree by the roadside. She stood up stubbornly, looking weak and tough. Manager Lee could not bear to see her.    

He went forward and said to Xiong Miao, "Miss Xiong, you should go back first. Young Master Zhan is currently in a bad mood. When he is in a better mood, he will think it through."    

Xiong Miao said, "Unless Zhan Yeling personally let me go back, otherwise I will not leave."    

Manager Lee sighed and said, "Why do you have to do this? Don't forget that you are the mother of the children. If anything happens to you, the children will be very pitiful. You have to take care of your health before you can have a long day."    

Manager Lee's words reached the depths of Xiong Miao's heart.    

His words made her heart ache. Her eyes were filled with hesitation.    

Manager Lee knew that Xiong Miao loved the children and struck while the iron was hot, "Miss Xiong take good care of her body and still have a chance to see the children. If your illness collapses, you will not even have a chance."    

Xiong Miao clenched her palm and gritted her teeth. She knew that Manager Lee was doing it for her good and what he said was right. For the children, she could not do anything wrong.    

Seeing that Xiong Miao did not speak, Manager Lee knew that she had heard him, so he called the driver to drive over.    

"Miss Xiong, get in the car. I'll send you back." The driver opened the window and said to Xiong Miao.    

Manager Lee advised, "Get in the car."