Chapter 603

Tian mi'er took a deep breath. Then she answered the phone and cried.

"I'm sorry, brother Qin Ming. I'm really sorry. I didn't expect to hurt brother Xiaochen. I didn't expect to hurt you. It's all my fault. You're angry with me."

Her cry came to his ears through his mobile phone. Qin Ming was still very angry. He couldn't bear to listen to her frightened cry.

He will never forget the warmth Tian mi'er gave when he was a child.

"Quiet is the last generation of noisy descendants and the only pet I have."

Qin Ming said. Tian mi'er bit her lip.

"I didn't mean it. I was killed by the noise. Su Mi even refused to admit her fault. I was just angry. I wanted her to learn a lesson. I didn't expect to scratch her face quietly, nor did I expect it to be so serious. I'm sorry..."

Tian mi'er sniffed and said, "brother Qin Ming, I'm so scared. If brother Xiao Chen knew that it was because I moved my hands and feet that he attacked Su MI, would he also shoot me? Sobbing, I really didn't mean it."

Jing Jing is Qin Ming's pet. He has been trained by Qin Ming since he was very young. He not only interacts with people with many movements, but also uses gestures to stimulate and train how to attack people.

Qin Ming only told Tian mi'er that gesture, so when he saw Jing Jing suddenly attack Su Mi today, Qin Ming knew that Tian mi'er did it.

He was surprised that Tian mi'er, who had always been kind, would let him attack Su Mi quietly.

Just now, listening to Tian mi'er's cry and thinking about Fu Yichen's hot temper, he can only sigh.

"Don't cry. When I was a child, brother Qin Ming said he would protect you. I won't let anyone know about it."

"Thank you, brother Qin Ming." Tian mi'er breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on her lips.

Everyone was in a bad mood. They ate in their rooms that day.

At dinner, Jiabei and Jiabao accompany Su MI, but Fu Yichen has never been seen.

"Mommy, please eat more. Don't be sad. Daddy has avenged Mommy."

Seeing that Su Mi seems to have no appetite, Jiabei eats a little and puts down the bowl. The little guy tries to comfort Su MI.

"Revenge?"

"Yes, the bad cat who hurt mommy has been shot dead by daddy. And the bad uncle who wronged mommy has also been broken in the head by daddy."

Su MI has been staying in her room today. Although she heard a gunshot, she doesn't know what happened and is not interested in knowing.

Now she looked slightly stunned after listening to Jiabao's words.

"Really..."

"Yes, so Mommy, don't be sad," said Jiabei, and she also cooked for Su MI.

The child coaxed her to eat so wisely. Although the wound on her face hurt, Su Mi smiled and picked up chopsticks.

Did Fu Yichen kill the cat?

It was day and night. Su Mi lay down for a long time and didn't sleep. Fu Yichen never came back.

The wound on his face seems to become more painful in such a quiet night.

Footsteps came outside the door. Su Mi unconsciously pulled the quilt and closed her eyes.

When Fu Yichen came in, he saw Su Mi lying quietly. He stood by the bed and looked at her for a while. Then he lay next to Su MI.

Su Mi lay motionless, and Fu Yichen's figure on the bed was also a little stiff.

He turned his head and looked at Su Mi's back. She lay on her side. Her figure seemed thin and alienated, with strong resistance to him.

Fu Yichen gave a low sigh and was the first to bow his head.

"Does the wound on your face still hurt?"

He turned over, put his hand around Su Mi's waist, moved down and hugged her from behind.

Su Mi stiffened and said nothing.

"Are you still angry with me? Sorry, I'm not in a good mood today. I'm just worried about your injury. Don't be angry with me, huh?"

Fu Yichen's voice was low and soft, and sounded behind Su Mi's head. The slightly hot breath crept into her collar along the back of her neck. Su Mi's closed eyes trembled slightly, and two lines of tears fell silently, but she was still silent.

"Are you tired? Then go to sleep."

Fu Yichen couldn't wait for her to speak, and said slightly helpless.

He stroked Sumi's hair again and closed his eyes.

Although Su Mi didn't speak, she didn't break away from him. She let him hold her quietly until she fell asleep.

In the guest room, Tian mi'er didn't sleep peacefully. She had a nightmare.

In the dream, she was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, holding Tian zheshen's arm to Fu Yichen at the end of the flower path, surrounded by blessing and envy.

However, when she reached out and was about to hand herself over to Fu Yichen, Fu Yichen's smiling handsome face suddenly became cold.

"You cruel woman!"

"Brother Xiaochen, what are you talking about?" she was frightened.

"Meow!"

Suddenly Fu Yichen quickly backed back. I don't know where a lot of cats came out. Hundreds of cats jumped onto the flower platform and surrounded her.

"Dad! Mom!"

The cats approached maliciously with green eyes. She cried in horror, but her father suddenly disappeared.

She stepped back and heard Sumi's laughter.

She looked up. Su Mi stood with her parents. She leaned against Fu Yichen. Her father was putting Su Mi's hand into Fu Yichen's palm.

"Dad, no, this is my wedding! It's mine!"

She shouted loudly, and Fu Yichen's eyes swept over. It was so cold.

"Go!"

With his deep drink, the cats jumped up, jumped on her and scratched her with sharp claws.

"Ah!"

Tian mi'er screamed and suddenly woke up from her sleep. She was pale and panting.

Realizing that the terrible scene was a dream, she felt a sigh of relief, touched her face and curled up dejectedly.

The next morning, Su Mi woke up and felt that Fu Yichen's arm was still tightly tied around her waist.

She slept a little sore, moved a little, and Fu Yichen's inquiry sounded behind her.

"Wake up? Does the wound on your face feel better?"

Su Mi opened Fu Yichen's hand. Without talking, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Fu Yichen looked at her silent figure and frowned slightly. This woman usually coaxed a little and soon got better. She was so angry this time? Are you really angry with him?

In the bathroom, Su Mi brushed her teeth. Some people didn't know how to wash their faces. Fu Yichen's voice sounded next to her.

"Let me help you."

He walked in, took a towel, quickly dipped it in warm water, wrung it dry, clasped Sumi's shoulder and broke her body to himself.

Sumi resisted and avoided.

"Don't move, be careful to touch the wound."

Fu Yichen was not angry either. He reminded in a low voice, pinched Su Mi's chin, forcibly controlled her, and carefully wiped her face with a wet towel.