My Little Mom is the Richest

"Although Yishui worked hard and hard this time, it seems that the situation is more complicated." Nie Junkui couldn't help but aggravate his worries when he thought of the great power of Anjia.

"Yeah, God will make things difficult for us every time. Seeing that we are going to succeed, one or two inconspicuous things will always come up to vanish all our efforts." Li Zhenlong put down his teacup and said to Nie Junkui: "We Go out for a walk."

Nie Junkui nodded, took two black umbrellas and followed.

The raindrops slammed heavily on the umbrellas "patters", there were not many pedestrians in the street, and the sky gradually darkened, and the street lights that had just been lit illuminate the sidewalks full of puddles. One after another taxis and private cars drove past the two old men, splashing water, but they couldn't wet their clothes. Visible depth of skill.

"Can Yishui forget Xianghua?" Li Zhenlong couldn't rest assured, because he had seen Li Yishui cry to the point of tearing his lungs and his throat so dry that he couldn't speak. During that time, Li Yishui was like a walking dead. He really couldn't be relieved easily.

Nie Junkui crossed the edge of the umbrella, looked at the thick dark clouds, and said quietly: "Yi Shui is a very emotional child, let alone Xiang Hua? It's normal to not forget it, but this time Yi Shui took the initiative to break up. It proves that there is still some hope."

"Is there any hope?" Li Zhenlong thought of the tearful eyes in the dark room, like a thriller-like shot. Now that he thinks of it, there will be a chill behind him, and he can't help asking himself.

Although Nie Junkui didn't see Li Yishui's decadent appearance with his own eyes, the report he heard was almost the same as the scene, and his worries were no less than Li Zhenlong's. Regardless of whether they are the master or deputy master of the immortal gate, they are all the elders of Li Yishui, and they are extremely concerned about the fate of this junior who cannot escape the curse.

A few months later...

It was another rainy night, and the rain in Hong Kong was heavy tonight.

"Are you crying for Yishui?" Nie Junkui said softly while standing next to Li Yishui's bed, looking at Li Yishui who had just come out of the emergency room and was covered in white gauze. No one responded, and the man carrying Li Yishui to the hospital was called out by his master, and Li Zhenlong had not rushed here.

The Xianghua family went home and rested. Everything came too quickly, and they still couldn't easily accept this reality, although the night in Paris was more terrifying and **** than this time.

Hai Snake flew back to the hotel with Man Xue, and Shan Qi Nian was in the ward with Xuan Mo who was overwhelmed and fainted at the last moment. Zhanjun hugged the unconscious Pei Qian and went home to recuperate. Pei Qian, who woke up soon after holding Zhanjun, cried for a long time. She fell asleep until she was tired. The two children fell asleep very well and did not let Zhan anymore. Jun has a headache,

It was already very late after Zhanhe and Li Zhenlong separated, and instead of going home, they came to the hospital.

"Nie Junkui!" Zhan He looked at the old man who was already in Li Yishui's ward with some surprise.

Nie Junkui smiled and said, "Long time no see, my body is still as tough as before."

"You want to participate this time?" Zhanhe went straight to the subject without greeting.

"Yes, for the sake of Yishui, in order to really end all this." Nie Junkui stared at Zhanhe, and said: "What about you? Are you stubborn, or are you determined not to join?"

"Humph~~~~" With a sigh of relief, Zhanhe also looked at Li Yishui who was frowning in a coma with concern, and said, "Actually, I have never been the key. I just need to make sure that Yishui will not die here. I am. Whether it is added or not has little effect."