Exuding the radiance of a loving mother, it's like seeing no one else, and the only tears are children.


Seeing Shang Zhuyi's stupid look, Ji Mujue felt a little sad, stepped forward to hug Shang Zhuyi, and said, "Zhuyi, let's go back to the room."


Yan Rong followed Shang Zhuyi, watching every move of Shang Zhuyi, and suddenly felt that everything was her own fault, if she had treated this girl well from the beginning, would she not be like this now?

Shang Zhuyi is extremely sensitive and fragile, and needs to be cared for at all times, is it all caused by himself and Ji Mujue?

She began to recall the scene when she met Shang Zhuyi for the first time a long time ago. At that time, Jimujue went into the hospital in shock and almost died. She slapped her in anger. She just kept apologizing. Full of guilt.


Life after marriage is also full of difficulties. I kept making things difficult for her, mocking her, and finally forced her to become what she is now.


Both she and Jimujue are wrong, right?


Yan Rong pursed her lips, finally sighed, stopped, and said: "Mu Jue, Mom is going back first, it's been a long time, my grandson should miss me too."


She finally took a step back.


Jimujue turned back and said, "Well, Mom, I won't see you off. You go back and pay attention to safety."


"No need to send."


Yan Rong took a deep look at Shang Zhuyi's thin body, then turned and left.


Jimujue put his arms around Shang Zhuyi and went back to the bedroom to sit down. Only then did he realize that the floor was covered with blood, but he didn't bleed, which meant that Shang Zhuyi was injured.


He shifted his gaze to Shang Zhuyi's feet, and sure enough, the soles of Shang Zhuyi's feet were bleeding.


Ji Mujue squatted in front of Shang Zhuyi and lifted Shang Zhuyi's foot. There was a big cut in the sole of the foot, and blood was pouring out continuously.


He wanted Shang Zhuyi to put the child down and go to the bathroom to clean the wound first, but as soon as he touched a string and a pillar, Shang Zhuyi would stare at him like a cannibal.


The cold, emotionless, black and white eyes made the heart chill when looking at it.


Jimujue felt a pain in his heart, as if everything Shang Zhuyi had caused was caused by himself, how could he make Shang Zhuyi really happy?

He coaxed: "Baby, you put the baby down first, the baby must not have slept well all night, you put the baby in the cradle and let the baby sleep for a while, we are not going anywhere, just staring here, no one can take us away child."


Shang Zhuyi didn't speak, but thought carefully about what Ji Mujue said. After thinking about it, he felt that what he said was right, so he carefully put the two little guys into the cradle, rocked the cradle and sang a hypnotic nursery rhyme:

Oh, my baby, give you a little sweetness, so that you can sleep well tonight...


my baby baby...


Seeing that Shang Zhuyi refused to leave the crib for half a step, Jimujue had to go into the bathroom to fetch a basin of hot water, and squatted in front of Shang Zhuyi to carefully clean her wound.


Shang Zhuyi frowned without leaving any traces, but he was caught by Ji Mujue who accidentally looked up, and he asked, "Does it hurt?"


Shang Zhuyi nodded.


Ji Mujue cleaned up the wound, took the medicine box and bandaged Shang Zhuyi with medicine. After finishing, he kissed her toes, like a loyal dog, and offered the most pious kiss to Shang Zhuyi.


Shang Zhuyi didn't close his eyes all day and night, and in the end he was really sleepy, lying on the outside of the bed, holding the crib tightly with his hands, and fell asleep under the sweep of sleepiness.


Ji Mujue looked at the tired Shang Zhuyi, his heart ached to the point of breaking, and he kept cursing himself as an asshole in his heart.


If the first two years were a test of his love with Shang Zhuyi, then the first two years would be a waste of his love with Shang Zhuyi.


Why is this happening?


The gentle, laughing and lively girl turned into her current appearance in just one year, extremely sensitive and fragile, like a doll of courage, as if it would shatter if touched lightly.


I have to protect her well so that she won't be broken.


Is it your own reason?

It is because I have been hurting Shang Zhuyi that love equality can be maintained. Once one party loves a little more, it will not be equal and cannot be maintained.


And he thinks that Shang Zhuyi loves himself much more than he loves Shang Zhuyi, so he is not afraid, so he is wasting this love.


But he regretted it, and when he wanted to make up for it, he found that Shang Zhuyi had changed, and there was no real smile on his always smiling face.


In the end, what should be done to restore Shang Zhuyi's smile?

Ji Mujue looked at Shang Zhuyi, and sighed softly, Zhuyi, give me a chance to love you again, okay?


Li Yaou never forgot to help Shang Zhuyi find Song Enqian, because Song Enqian flew out of the country that night, so he asked Daisy to find Song Enqian.


Two days later, Daisy found Song Enqian in the Las Vegas casino. At that time, Song Enqian lost all of her 7000 million yuan.


The previous creditor came to ask for it, but he couldn't pay it back, so he paid with his flesh. After being rounded by a dozen strong men all night, he was beaten half to death, and the matter was over.


Daisy was already dying when she took her away, and asked Li Yaou what to do, Li Yaou thought for a while and said, "Just throw it away, it should be good to be a beggar."


Daisy laughed, hung up the phone, looked at Daisy who was supported by two strong men behind her, and said: "I owe you the money, and if you can't pay it, you have to pay it with your life. I wanted to kill you, but my little brother Peppinos said that he would throw you away and let you fend for himself, so it was a good choice after thinking about it.”


Song Enqian was dirty and unkempt, and she couldn't see her previous appearance. Daisy played with the jackknife in her hand and said, "Your beautiful face is not good, or I will throw you there. You can't do it with this face." If you can live happily, that’s not enough.”


After Daisy finished speaking, she took a pocket knife and slashed two cuts on Song Enqian's face abruptly. Song Enqian, who had lost consciousness with dizzy pupils, screamed and struggled crazily, but it was just hitting a stone with an egg, which didn't do anything.


Daisy took out a tissue, wiped the pocket knife clean, threw it aside, smiled, and said, "Stay here, throw it anywhere, yes, just Iran, just throw it in Iran. "

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