C438
C438
Easy and simple, although very cute and cute, but long time not to see Mimi Mu Qianqian, almost every day grinding people.
In addition, these two little Fiends had very good eyes.
If the gentle Ting Lan and the rest didn't grind him down, they wouldn't dare to grind the dignified old man. It was as if they only knew how to bully themselves.
"Auntie Lil 'Ye, why didn't Mommy come to pick us up?"
She simply hugged Ting Ye's left leg, looking as if she would let go if she didn't say anything.
"Auntie Lil 'Ye, why didn't Mommy come to pick us up?"
Easily like a mobile repeater, simply saying whatever he said. He simply hung it on Ting Ye's waist, his legs seemed to want to climb up the tree.
"Why didn't you ask the old man when you were playing with him in the day?"
"Because only you would tell us the truth!"
Hehe, this group of brats, you all guessed wrong this time, the one who will never tell you the truth is me!
Yesterday, Leng Su called and said that Mu Qianqian fainted and was sent to the hospital. Even now, she still hasn't woken up, how dare she tell the truth to her two children, "Your mommy is in the hospital and she's still unconscious."
"Alright, alright. I'll tell you guys, your mom has been sent abroad to do research and will not be back for some time. So you guys can stay here peacefully with your aunt!"
Ting Ye took off the two little things from her body. "Now, just go to sleep peacefully. Be good and I will come back early!"
When Rong Heting got home late at night, he heard someone crying in the hall.
He often stayed at the company when he was busy, and today was the first time he came home in nearly a week.
Rong Heting followed the sound of crying and saw a meaty kid sitting on the sofa in his living room.
"Easy?"
Rong Heting walked around to the front of the sofa and stood in front of Easy. Easy to raise your head and wipe your eyes with the back of your hand.
"Uncle."
It was easy to call Ye Feng his dad, but also his uncle. Usually when he heard Ye Feng call him that, he felt nothing. Today, hearing his uncle call him that, he felt that it was very harsh.
This was his son. Qianqian had left her for nearly six years, and had raised them all by herself, so she must have suffered a lot.
Rong Heting sat beside him, "Why are you crying?"
"I miss my mommy." "I haven't seen my mother for two days, and I'm afraid she's lost me again like last time."
"I miss her too. I haven't seen her for a long time."
Rong Heting held them easily in his arms, "Do you know everyone here?"
"I know, I know Auntie Lil 'Ye, Auntie Xiao Lan, Grandpa Xiao, and you."
"Since you know us, it means that you didn't lose them. Your mother only left you here, she will come back to find you."
Rong Heting rarely said this in a very gentle manner. He patted his easy back. "Sleep, and in your dreams you'll see the person you're thinking of."
"Uncle, do you also meet people in your dreams?"
Ye Zichen stuck his head out of Rong Heting's arms easily.
"Yes, a person I can't hope for."
News of the Jiang family's miscarriage of gold spread like wildfire over the internet overnight.
On the news, there were even a few photos of her naked body. Although all the important parts of her body had been coded, her lustful face had been pulled out and enlarged. There were also a lot of wretched comments below the news, asking for high-definition pictures.
Jiang Wenqian looked at the endless stream of reports on the internet. She picked up her notebook from the table and threw it on the floor.
"Who is it!?" "Who is it!?"
She stepped on her high heels and walked to the laptop that had been thrown far away. She stomped on the screen a few more times, until it was completely dark and her picture could no longer be seen.
Jiang Wenqian took the car keys and drove to the house on the gas pedal.
"Daddy!"
She got out of the car and headed straight for the lobby. He saw his father sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Jiang Wenqian threw herself in front of Father Jiang and grabbed his arm. "Hurry up and help me!"
Father Jiang pushed her away, stood up and slapped her hard across the face.
Due to his military background, Father Jiang's strength was great. With just one slap, he had knocked Jiang Wenqian to the ground.
Jiang Wenqian covered her face and looked at Father Jiang in disbelief. "Father, why did you hit me?"
"Evil creature!" You still have the face to come back! You threw all my face away! "
The slap from Mr. Jiang did not appease his hatred. He took another step forward and kicked Jiang Wenqian in the chest.
"I spent money on food and drinks for you to go to school, did I teach you how to make friends? Did I buy you a house to let you be independent, to let you pull a man home? "
He wandered around the house twice, as if searching for something.
"I'll kill you today, so that you won't drown in my saliva when you go out!"
Father Jiang picked up the ashtray on the table and walked in front of Jiang Wenqian, his eyes wide open as he glared at her.
Jiang Wenqian quickly got up from the floor and hid behind the sofa. Her face was covered in tears and snot.
"Dad, I was wrong! Don't hit me! I really know my wrongs! "
In the end, he had raised his own daughter. He had lost his mother when he was young, so he had always doted on her. He really couldn't do it.
Father Jiang stood on the other side of the sofa, his hand holding the ashtray loosened. The ashtray rolled onto the carpet and spun twice before stopping far away.
Jiang Wenqian saw that her father's heart had softened. She moved from the opposite side of the sofa to stand in front of Father Jiang. She knelt on the ground and raised her head to look at Father Jiang.
"Dad, help me. Help me suppress this matter, I really know my wrongs."
Father Jiang looked at the face in front of him. In fact, it looked like his own, and he was brimming with heroic spirit. No one could tell from his face that he was the type of child who had promiscuous feelings towards others.
Because he was busy with military matters, he rarely returned home. He pitied her for losing her mother at such a young age, and whenever he was at home, Jiang Wenqian's requests would always come true.
He had wanted her to succeed her career when she grew up, but he had given up on the idea of shaping her because she was screaming and tired when she practiced her basic skills.
If he knew that she would turn out like this, he definitely wouldn't be soft-hearted. Even if she had been beaten into a bloody pulp in the army and beaten to death, he still wouldn't give up.
Recalling what Rong Heting had said to her, he felt helpless.
"How can you casually touch the woman that Rong Heting cares about? This matter is too much of a burden, the Rong and Ling Families have already established themselves in the Dragon Country, I can't protect you with my power alone."
"Pack up, I'll send you abroad this week."
He would stay abroad for a few years and come back when the wind stopped blowing.
Father Jiang let out a coarse sigh, turned around, and walked upstairs.
Jiang Wenqian got up from the floor and sat on the sofa.
This was caused by someone even more influential. Why would Father say that? It was impossible for the Jiang family to not be able to hold a single piece of news back!
Rong Heting! Was it him? Was it him taking revenge for Mu Qianqian's matter?
It was no wonder that the news regarding Mu Qianqian, which she had thought would last for a long time, disappeared in a single night.
Rong Heting, you're actually protecting Mu Qianqian like this, then wouldn't it be a waste of all these years of me following by your side?!
Since I am about to be sent abroad, it would be better for you all to not go abroad!
She was holding a large card in her hand!