A Different Husband Every Day

If it weren't for him, the real Xu Yimo might be released after his father got the money. The hired man didn't dare to tear up the ticket. Xu Yimo might be rescued.

After such a thing, she will definitely protect her son properly. He will grow up safely. It is just an ordinary kidnapping. He will not have a split personality like herself. Under such a favorable environment, he will To grow into an indomitable, outstanding and stalwart man.

She will be proud and gratified, and she will not spend so much effort like taking care of herself, and almost collapsed and self-harmed several times.

She was so kind to herself, but he hurt her so much. He didn't know this before, but now he knows everything, how can he enjoy her care and care with peace of mind?

He used to think that they needed each other, but now he realized that it was him who had been brazen all along.

Without Mrs. Xu, given his family's conditions, he would not have become such an excellent person, nor would he have met Li Weiyin, let alone be qualified to be her husband. Perhaps without Mrs. Xu, he would have died in Yu Yu long ago. In the hands of mother and daughter, just like his biological mother, everyone thought it was an accident, and no one remembered it.

Hurry up, don't you have an appetite? Mrs. Xu asked softly. Xu Yimo's numbness and difficulty in her eyes made her mistakenly think that it was because he lost Li Weiyin, Mom knows that you and Yinyin have a good relationship, as long as you Don't hurt yourself, live well, mom won't force you to get married again, in the future we will find a child like Yinyin, either boy or girl, we will raise him as your child...

The soreness and pain in his eye sockets made Xu Yimo extremely uncomfortable. He lowered his head and ate to cover up his emotions.

Seeing him force food into his mouth without any emotion, Mrs. Xu's eyes were red again, and she tried her best not to choke her voice: Yimu, mom knows you are uncomfortable and in pain, mom shouldn't force you When you come out, you shouldn’t selfishly ask you to live strong for your mother, but I’m sorry, my mother really can’t lose you, forgive my mother’s selfishness, and let you bear the pain alone.”

She was so tolerant, so enlightened and wise, and so understanding. He firmly believed that there would never be a better mother than her in this world. Every word of her guilt, with tears in every word, made Xu Yimo feel even more ashamed.

He knew that he couldn't bear it, and after all, he couldn't help but sweep the food on the dining table and overturned all the food on the ground. When Mrs. Xu was frightened, he hugged Mrs. Xu tightly, holding back the tears that rolled down for a long time :Mother.

How should I face you, what should I do to truly not hurt you?

Tell you the truth, or continue to pretend not to know, and enjoy the care from you?

If one day you know the truth, know that I know that I have implicated your own flesh and blood, not only do not tell you, but continue to accept your love for him as a matter of course, will you not be able to forgive me, will you feel hurt? Deeper?

Xu Yimo never thought that he would encounter such a difficult thing.

Hugged by her son, Mrs. Xu showed a happy and happy smile, and patted him on the back lightly: Mom is here.

Xu Yimo closed his eyes tightly and asked awkwardly, Mom, do you still remember what I liked to eat before I was eight years old?

Mrs. Xu's smile remained unchanged: The past is not important, the important thing is what you like now.

I cried when I wrote it myself, Mrs. Xu is really the best mother in my writing, bar none!