Chapter 893 He is your benefactor now, no one can speak against him
“My tone just now may not have been that good. Did it scare you? Why are you crying? Please stop crying, okay?”
"Mo Yesi, you are cruel to me!" Qiao Mianmian was coaxed by him, and the tears that were still rolling in the corners of her eyes suddenly flowed out uncontrollably. She bit the corners of her lips and choked out accusations, "I'm scared to death." Yes, you are still mean to me."
"Do you know how dangerous it was? I was almost... almost disfigured."
For girls, disfigurement is a scarier thing than death.
Qiao Mianmian still felt scared when she mentioned this matter.
If Tu Yilei hadn't been standing in front of her at that time.
She didn’t dare to think about the consequences…
Just thinking about it makes my back feel cold.
When I was scared, I felt more and more aggrieved: "You don't even know how to comfort me. You are fierce and blaming me when you come here. How could you do this?"
“You’ve gone too far…”
“I don’t want to deal with you anymore…”
"Baby, stop crying, it's my husband's fault." Mo Yesi was not afraid of anything, but what he was most afraid of was Qiao Mianmian's tears. When he heard that she was crying without any complaints, he immediately felt distressed and comforted her.
No matter whose fault it is.
He made his wife cry, and that was his fault.
Since he did something wrong, he must apologize and admit his mistake.
"You are not good to begin with!" Qiao Mianmian reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and said aggrievedly, "You are cruel to me!"
“I’m sorry, my husband was wrong.”
“You blame me for not calling you immediately, and you blame me for not telling you something happened. But if I didn’t want you to worry and delay your work, would I not tell you?”
“Mo Yesi, I just don’t want to affect you or bring you too much trouble.”
"I know, baby, I was wrong." Mo Yesi kept apologizing, his tone was extremely gentle, "I didn't mean to hurt you, I was too worried about you, so I couldn't control my emotions. You know When I heard that you were almost thrown with acid, how scared and self-reproached I was."
"You blame yourself?" Qiao Mianmian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and snorted, "What do you blame yourself for?"
"I blame myself for the fact that at such a moment, the person who stood up for you and protected you was not me, but an outsider." Mo Yesi's tone was a little sour, "Now, you are full of gratitude to the boy named Tu. Humph, He was really smart, he chose to block it for you at that time, and now it’s a blessing in disguise.”
Qiao Mianmian: "...What is a blessing in disguise? Mo Yesi, don't think so... He is an artist. If it weren't for his good luck this time, he would have scars on his hands. These scars have a great impact on artists. Extremely big.”
"I should be grateful to him. If it weren't for him, the sulfuric acid would have been poured on me." Qiao Mianmian was a little dissatisfied with what he just said, frowning and said, "Mo Yesi, he blocked it for me. I don't ask you to be as grateful to him as I am, but can you not say that about him? His sacrifice this time was also great. You didn't see the pain on the back of his hand. How terrible the injury was.”
"I knew it would be like this." Mo Yesi was silent for a few seconds, and his tone became even more sour, "He is your benefactor now, and no one can speak against him. He saved you and blocked the sulfuric acid for you, and I feel the same way in my heart Be grateful to him. If it weren't for him, you would be the one who got hurt.
(End of this chapter)