He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Qiao Wangshu was simply worried that Feng Junmu would be unable to get over the problem.

A living life.

What if...

She couldn't pass the test in her heart.

As for whether or not to recognize his younger brother and father.

She couldn't think clearly now, and her heart was in turmoil. She didn't respond directly: "Uncle Zhang, please send him away."

Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper, came over immediately and said, "Mr. Feng, I'll take you out."

Feng Zhenlin saw that Qiao Wangshu's attitude had softened, and he understood what she was worried about. He knew that nothing could be done in a hurry, so he didn't stay any longer: "Wangshu, my cell phone number is on this authorization letter. Call me anytime you want to see me. I'll fly to Su City first to talk to the kid. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him.

"I will return to Beijing soon and will wait for you there.

"I went to see your mother yesterday. If you are willing to accept me, we can go to see her together.

"If she knew about this, she would be very happy."

Qiao Wangshu didn't say anything.

Tears couldn't be held back and fell.

Before leaving.

Feng Zhenlin gave Mo Beichen a meaningful look.

Feng Zhenlin had also heard about the fact that he had robbed Mr. Mo's wife. Feng Zhenlin came here this time to meet the leader of the Mo family. But at the moment, his attention was on his daughter. He could only wait until his daughter was willing to accept him before discussing other matters. At present, his daughter seemed to be satisfied with this boy. This boy seemed to love his daughter very much.

in this way.

Feng Zhenlin can rest assured for the time being.

Mo Beichen noticed Feng Zhenlin's gaze.

I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

But his attention was now on Qiao Wangshu, so he didn't think much about it.

After Uncle Zhang saw Feng Zhenlin off.

Qiao Wangshu leaned in Mo Beichen's arms and didn't speak for a long time.

Mo Beichen held her in his arms and accompanied her quietly.

Everything was so explosive, spanning more than twenty years.

Mo Beichen didn't know how to persuade Qiao Wangshu to be at ease.

At this time, all he could do was to stay with her.

The young couple didn't end up going to the welfare home.

Arrange for someone to deliver the gifts prepared for the children.

Qiao Wangshu was not in the mood to celebrate the festival.

Mo Beixiao slept until noon. His third sister-in-law cooked for him today. He was in a good mood when he washed up and went downstairs. He was thinking about eating half a bowl of rice later.

But he went to the living room.

But he was keenly aware that the atmosphere was wrong.

Mo Beichen hugged Qiao Wangshu.

Most of Qiao Wangshu's head was buried in his arms, neither speaking nor moving.

Mo Beixiao scratched his head in confusion: "Third brother, what's wrong with my third sister-in-law?"

Mo Beichen glanced at him and said, "It's okay."

Qiao Wangshu withdrew from Mo Beichen's arms.

Eyes red.

Mo Beixiao swallowed his saliva: "Third sister-in-law, did you have a quarrel with my third brother? What did he do? Your eyes are red from crying. It's a big holiday, did he bully you? Tell me, I have to have a fight with him today! Even though he is my brother, if he dares to bully you, I will not be soft on him. You have such a good wife, but you don't live a good life, I..."

"It's nothing. It has nothing to do with Achen. We didn't quarrel and he didn't bully me." Qiao Wangshu's voice was hoarse: "Old Four, I'm sorry. I didn't cook, but the kitchen made lunch. It's this late, let's eat first."

The atmosphere was really wrong.

Mo Beixiao guessed that something big must have happened, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Qiao Wangshu seemed to have completely calmed down, and even his appetite was no different from usual.

Mo Beichen could sense her forbearance.

after lunch.

The young couple went upstairs.

Two lives superimposed.

Qiao Wangshu has been through so much. She tried hard to comfort herself and calm herself, as if she was competing with herself.

But you can enter the room.

All kinds of discomfort suddenly swept over the whole body.

My stomach feels churning.

She rushed into the bathroom, bent over the toilet, and vomited almost everything she had eaten.

Look at her torturing herself like that.

Mo Beichen's eyes turned red with heartache.

He poured her a cup of warm water: "Rinse your mouth."

Qiao Wangshu rinsed his mouth and sat down on the ground weakly.

Mo Beichen took the cup and put it aside, then picked her up and said, "The ground is cold."

He said as he picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

Gently put her on the small sofa.

Qiao Wangshu threw himself into his arms: "Achen, tell me, is what the father and son said true? Did they lie to me? Should I accept them? What would my mother think? If it is really as they said, then they are all pitiful. Feng Junmu is pitiful, Feng Junmu's mother is pitiful, his father is pitiful, and my mother is also pitiful. Why did things turn out like this? Tell me why..."

As she spoke she began to cry.

When a person is too kind and has too strong empathy, it can sometimes be a weakness and a torture.

Mo Beichen's heart was broken. He hugged her, embraced her, and coaxed her: "Shushu, no matter whether what they said is true or not? Are they pitiful? This is not your fault. You can't trap yourself. Everything happened, and we can only bear it passively. Forgive or not, accept or not, this decision cannot be made for you by anyone. I am your husband, but I can't do it either.

"I know you are confused, so don't think about those things when you are confused.

“Get some sleep first.

"After you have rested and calmed down, you can think about it slowly.

"If you really feel bad, then cry. You will feel better. But you can only cry once. You can't cry again. If you keep doing this, I don't know how to comfort you. You know I'm not good at talking. If you keep being sad like this, I can only cry with you."

Qiao Wangshu didn't know how much he heard.

But at least I didn't cry anymore.

Mo Beichen continued to coax her, "Do you want to sleep for a while? You just vomited. I'll ask the doctor to check you out?"

"I'm fine, no need to check." Qiao Wangshu sniffed. When a person is extremely uncomfortable, the body will resist eating. It is normal to force yourself to eat and vomit out of discomfort: "Let's sleep for a while, I feel weak all over."

"Okay, get some sleep."

"I want to take a bath."

"You want your husband to wash for you?"

Qiao Wangshu pouted and leaned against his chest, as if he had found the most solid support: "It's not impossible."

Mo Beichen pinched her red nose from crying and carried her to the bathroom.

Had a bath.

Changed into clean pajamas.

The young couple slept in each other's arms.

Mo Beichen took a nap every day while recuperating and got used to it.

Qiao Wangshu almost always slept with him.

But Mo Beichen didn't dare to sleep today, and often opened his eyes to check on Qiao Wangshu's status. Seeing that she was asleep, he felt a little relieved. He was afraid that she was enduring and feeling uncomfortable. She was able to fall asleep, which seemed to indicate that she really took his words to heart.

Wait until she falls asleep.

Mo Beichen immediately made arrangements and asked Xu Ze to investigate the Jiangnan Feng family and find out the whole story.

His Shu Shu needs the truth.

He also needs to know the truth.

If what the Feng family said was true, then they probably had no plans for Shushu. But if there was any trick, he was worried that Shushu would be hurt more...