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She stood quietly in front of the door and told herself not to go inside, but the little hand holding her hand was soft, bringing with it her own strength, "Auntie, you saved Daddy, wuwu, Weiwei can't do without Daddy. Auntie, don't ignore Daddy, okay?"

Weiwei shook her hand, and her soft voice made her heart ache. She bent over and picked Weiwei up, "Have you eaten today?" She didn't want to care about Shuijun Yu. Whether he lived or died had nothing to do with her.

Weiwei glanced at Shuijun Yu and saw that he was shaking his head.

"Why aren't you eating?" Touching her little hand, Weiwei lost weight.

"I won't eat if Daddy doesn't eat."

"Shui Junyu, how can you take care of your child like this? If you don't eat it, then you won't eat it. The child is currently growing, so she has to eat it."

"Xiaoxiao, I …"

"Auntie, Daddy bought it for me, but if he doesn't eat it, then I won't eat it." As she said that, her small stomach let out a very congenial grunt. She really didn't know how long it had been since Little Weiwei last ate.

"Can auntie cook for you?" What do you want to eat? "

"I want to eat … Un, let me think, I want to eat sweet and sour pork, steamed fish, fried eggs with tomatoes, and... There's also eggplant. "

"Hehe, how do you know the names of these dishes?" She reported it in quite a thorough manner. This little girl must still be contacting the strong.

"Hehe, I won't tell you. Auntie, you know how to do it, don't you? "Qiang Qiang said that your food was delicious."

He said that he wouldn't tell her, but that he would expose her as soon as he said it, so he didn't expose her. "Fine, then Auntie will try. Auntie will treat you to a meal tonight. Can we go to Auntie's ward?" She glanced at Shui Junyu. She didn't want to bother with him, she had the kitchen and all the other things in her room. She needed to get the nurses to buy the ingredients and wash them.

"Why go to Auntie's room? I don't want it, I want it with dad. "

"This …" This was a little troublesome, and she didn't want to bother with Shui Junjun.

"Auntie is the best. Auntie, can you promise me?" Otherwise, Daddy would be alone, and Weiwei wouldn't want Daddy to be alone. "

Her daughter was very considerate, but the person she cared about was Shui Junyu, not her. Her heart softened, feeling that she owed her daughter a great debt, she pinched the tip of her little nose, "You're the only one who can coax people, okay, but you have to eat two bowls of rice."

Weiwei immediately smiled and passed her little finger in front of her. "Auntie, I want to pull the hook."

Weiwei kept calling her auntie. This title made her sad every time she heard it. How great would it be if Weiwei could call her Mommy in the open one day?

Would that day come?

She didn't know, but she knew that even if there was, it would be very far away.

She and Shui Junyu were enemies, they would never be together again.

She watched on the side as she cut vegetables. She washed the vegetables as well, and even when she used water everywhere, her clothes were half wet, but she was so happy. "Auntie, you're so nice. My mommy didn't even let me touch these, it's so fun."

How much innocence had the child been deprived of? Thinking of Yuan Run Qing, she felt even more resentful.

"Weiwei, go change your clothes."

"No, it's fine." She flipped Liu Hai up with her small hand, throwing water everywhere, but she giggled, "Auntie, I also know how to cook when I grow up, don't I?"

"Yeah, all women need to learn how to cook. Only then can they take good care of their family."

"Oh." The little guy listened to her and followed her with his big eyes as she cooked. This made Mo Xiaozhu suddenly feel happy even when she was cooking.

There were four dishes and a soup, all ordered by Weiwei. Two bowls were placed on the table, while the other two were empty. She didn't want to serve him any food.

Weiwei picked up the bowl eagerly and said, "I'll serve it to dad."

Mo Xiaozhu pressed her hand down, "Don't worry about him, it's too dirty. He can't eat anything like that, or else only bugs will grow in his stomach." It was his business that hurt him, not hers.

"Will they really grow bugs?" Weiwei looked at her in disbelief.

She really wanted to kiss that little face again, but the man on the side was staring at their direction, and really wanted to chase them away. Yuwei's feelings for him were so deep, she didn't want to feel any worse towards her, so she could only endure being under the same roof as him.

"Really."

Weiwei grabbed the table and jumped down from the chair, then ran over to Shui Junyu, "Daddy, go take a shower. Otherwise, you'll stink to death." As he spoke, he began to fan the wind, as if he was talking about how smelly the Shuijun Yu was.

"Alright." Shui Junyu did not expect Weiwei to agree to her request. He stood up and walked into the washroom, holding nothing in his hands.

Anyway, there should be a towel or something in the bathroom, so she didn't want to bother with him.

Shui Junyu went in, and Weiwei frowned as she looked at the table full of food. She was obviously hungry, but she refused to eat. "Why aren't you eating?"

"I'm waiting for dad."

It was said that kinship could not be ignored no matter how one looked at it. Now, Mo Xiaozhu could be considered to have thoroughly experienced it.

No matter how smelly or dirty Shuijun Yu was, in Weiwei's eyes, he would always be her father.

Weiwei didn't want to eat, and she couldn't eat either, so she could only wait with the little guy.

He tilted his head to look at the direction of the washroom. Inside the mosaic glass, the man's figure was faintly discernible. He was really washing, but, if he moved, wouldn't his wounds hurt?

She said she didn't care about it, she said she didn't care about it. But when she thought about it, it was as if she felt that pain.

Finally, the sound of the water stopped. He thought he was about to come out, but the bathroom door only had a crack through it. Shui Junyu's voice called out, "Xiaoxiao, help me get a pair of pajamas."

She ignored him, saying nothing.

"Auntie, Daddy wants you to help him take off his pajamas, okay?"

She was done for. This child was helping Shui Junyu, but she couldn't let him go no matter what. She took a deep breath. No, she couldn't compromise like this. Her child, it was all because of him …

"Alright, I'll go get it for dad." The little person jumped off the chair again, the steam on the table was getting lighter, if he didn't eat soon, the food would get cold. Mo Xiaozhu frowned, seeing Weiwei run in front of the wardrobe to get Shuijun Yu's pajamas with her feet upturned, but she couldn't reach it no matter what, she anxiously moved a chair, climbed up to get the pajamas, and her body was so crooked that when she saw that she couldn't stand still, Mo Xiaozhu couldn't sit still anymore and rushed over to hug Weiwei, "Come, auntie it up, you go and wait for dinner, your dad will come out to eat." Don't fight with him, keep fighting, the hungry one is Weiwei, he won't eat, Weiwei won't eat.

"Alright, I'll listen to Auntie." The little guy was really obedient. After getting off the floor, he ran over to the dining table and obediently waited.

She took the pajamas to the bathroom and turned her head to look inside. She held her hand out to the door and said, "Here, take it."

"Alright." She waited for him to pick her up before sitting down with Weiwei. Unexpectedly, the pajamas in her hand were picked up and her hand was also pulled along with someone else, and in an instant, she was pulled into the washroom along with the pajamas. On the bathroom floor was his clothes, which were covered in blood and gauze, but what was even more shocking was not the blood, but the wound of the man in front of her, which made her want to scream out loud, "There's no change in the gauze, I can't get out, I'm afraid of Weiwei."

What was he planning?

Don't change it for him.

Determined, she glanced at his injury, whether he was doing it or not, and before he could tell her what had happened that night, she snatched the nightgown he had just taken from her, leaned over, wrapped it around him again, and then tied it directly between his legs, blocking his movements. When she saw his avatar, she blushed for a moment.

After tying it, she said, "You can look for a nurse. I'm not your nurse." After he finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"Xiaoxiao, don't go." His hand held her hand tightly as blood continued to pour out from his chest. The wound was even worse than the first time she had seen it. It really infected her.

"If you want to die, then die. Don't implicate the child." She looked at him with disdain. No matter what, she couldn't be soft-hearted. After all, he had killed their child because he didn't listen to her advice. Thinking about the child she lost, she felt even more sad.

"Xiaoxiao, I didn't do it on purpose."

She even said it wasn't on purpose. She clearly warned him again and again. She ignored him, but she couldn't get rid of his hand.

"Xiaoxiao, the child will come back after he is gone. We didn't do it on purpose."

He had never spoken to anyone in such a humble manner before. He only wanted this woman for a month, so he would leave her when he got tired of her. However, when he saw that she was covered in blood, he started to panic.

At least for now, he didn't want to lose her.

Maybe it was because his heart had been lonely for many years. He wanted her to be with him.

"Let go, Weiwei is outside."

"She can't see. Xiaoxiao, can you forgive me?"

"Not good." she shouted.

"Auntie, did you and dad have a fight?" Outside the door, Little Weiwei's voice was moving towards the bathroom from the table. There was even a gap in the door, and Shui Junyu's pajamas was wrapped around his lower body. No matter how one looked at it, this scene was very ambiguous, but Shui Junyu still didn't let go of her hand.

Mo Xiaozhu could no longer hold it in. She hated his roguery. She glanced at his wound, then she returned her hand and punched his wound. "Ah …" With a stuffy groan, his body trembled, but the man holding her still didn't loosen his grip. However, his face had already started to turn pale, clearly showing that her blow just now was too sloppy.