"If I knew you were such an ungrateful person, I would not have helped you." Mu Yao said, the strength of the hand suddenly heavy a few minutes, in front of her tightly pressed the place where she was scalded.

Bai Lu frowned with pain, but she kept silent.

Mu Yao looked at her coldly and asked her with a smile, "when I was in the club, you saw that I was taken away. Why didn't you save me?"

Bai Lu's back crossed a chill, looking at the pair of clear eyes, she was stunned.

Mu Yao was already delirious at that time. How could she know that she saw that scene?

Is she bombing herself now?

Bai Lu pretended to be confused, "what do you mean?"

"These are the eyes." Mu Yao stares at her eyes tightly and says with a sneer, "Bai Lu, how many people have you cheated the world by your eyes?"

"Sister mia, I admit that I have always admired Mr. Li, and I have no way to control myself, but I have always restrained myself. I have not done anything more than half a minute or calculated you."

Mu Yao eyes in the cold gradually gathered, she changed a root in front of her medicine, "these words if put in the past, maybe I will believe."

"I have advised you that Li Zhennan is not as perfect as you think. Since you are already in this position, I also advise you to be prepared for all storms."

Bai Lu heard the threat in her words, and her patience was exhausted. She took off the little sheep's mask and said with a smile, "OK, I'll remember what you said."

Two people look at each other, Mu Yao saw ambition from her eyes.

The original Bailu did not exist for a long time.

Mu Yao collected the medicine box and said, "OK, go out."

Just opened the door, did not expect Li Zhennan to stand at the door.

Mu Yao slightly looked up at him and said with a sneer: "it's only two minutes. Is it so worried?"

Finish saying, also don't wait for him to respond, cross Li Zhennan to go out, make room to give them thick affection honey.

White Lu see Li Zhennan, busy put down the sleeve, lip corners pursed a gentle smile, "how come up?"

Li Zhennan walks in, handsome face has a few minutes oneself all not aware of cold color, "still ache?"

She put her hand behind her back and laughed like a little girl, "what is this injury?"

With that, her face was a little sad.

"It's sister Mia's side..."

"Leave her alone."

Li Zhennan's words and cold a few minutes, Bailu sensible also no longer mention, reached out and took his arm, "go, let's go down."

If something goes wrong in the middle, the meal will come to an end.

Mu Yao sets out to find Jiashu and tinger.

At this time, two little guys are sitting on the swing in the yard.

"Brother, I don't think mom and Dad love us anymore."

Jiashu pursed her mouth, her eyes full of grievances and bitterness.

Li Ting was a boy and didn't show his feelings easily. Instead, he comforted Jiashu like an adult.

"Don't worry, brother. I promise you, after a while, our family will be restored to the past. I won't let other women take over the position of Mommy."

Jiashu leaned her head against the pillar and her legs swayed.

"I don't think Dad likes me anymore. Do you think I was born by my father?"

"No!" Li Ting decisively replied, "Jiashu, listen to Mommy's words after you go back. I'll start saving money now. When I've saved enough money, I'll take you away from home and disappear for a while. In this way, my parents will definitely remarry."

Jiashu seemed to see hope, "really?"

"Well!"

But the impact of their divorce goes far beyond that.

In the kindergarten where we are laughing.

A small figure sitting alone in the corner of the playground, other children in groups chasing after each other to avoid this small world.

On the cardboard, there was a sound of sarcasm.

"Well, no one wants it!"

Jiashu suddenly looked up and saw three children surrounded in front of her. The little fat man in the lead grabbed the drawing board in her hand. After seeing the contents above, her voice was even louder.

"You don't have a father. Why do you still have four people in the picture?"

Jiashu clenched her brush fingers, slowly but firmly, "please return the drawing board to me."

There is no trace of fear and injustice of being bullied.

In front of so many children, the little fat man felt that his face was sweeping the floor. He raised his hand and tore her painting into pieces.

"What do you look like! We all know that Li Ting's father doesn't want your mother and daughter. You usually rely on him to protect you and despise us. Now even he doesn't care about you. How dare you resist US? "

Li Ting has not been to school for several days. In their opinion, this is the break.Children's world is the most simple and cruel.

Jiashu had tears in her eyes, but she gritted her teeth and refused to cry. She insisted on taking the painting back from his hand.

"Give it back to me! That's my stuff. Give it back to me! "

That was her last thought of her father.

Between the chaos and looting, Jiashu is pushed to the ground. The children know that her body is different from ordinary people, and they run away immediately. At this time, the teacher comes late and explodes the pot.

"No! Contact Jiashu's mother and send the child to the hospital first. "

Jiashu small hand clenched the teacher's sleeve, low voice can not be heard, "don't call my mother, please help me contact another person."

After receiving the notice, Fang Ming hurried to the hospital, and even pushed the meeting off. When she saw the lovely but lonely little girl in bed, she was deeply distressed.

"Is there any pain? How did you fall? "

On the way to here, Fang Ming has already investigated the cause of the matter, but he asked again, just to hear Jiashu's answer.

When she was bullied and isolated, she didn't cry when she was pushed to the ground. But when she saw Fang Ming, she could not help hiding her grievances for a long time.

She threw herself into Fang Ming's arms and wailed.

"Uncle Fang, my father doesn't want me anymore. I don't have a father again..."

He didn't say a word about his being bullied.

Fang Ming, angry and distressed, patted her on the back. Although he was not related by blood, he really took care of Jiashu as his daughter.

Now that the little girl has been so wronged, how could he swallow it!

"No, Jiashu, you haven't lost your father. Uncle Fang is also your father. As long as mommy agrees, uncle Fang will be your father, OK?"

Jiashu retreated from his arms and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Fang Ming wiped away the tears on her face, "what's the matter? Don't you want uncle Fang to be a father? Uncle Fang likes our little princess best. "