Strands of slender hair fell on the ground, spread into a black hole, and Chuqing is desperate to kneel on the black hole.
Aunt a sound of abuse and scissors sound like a thousand hands twisting her heart, the evil scissors cut her precious hair to pieces.
"Please don't cut, don't..."
Chuqing opened her hand to hold him and made a hoarse voice because of crying: "brother Chu, don't be sad! I'll be fine. "
"Fine, here I am. You don't have to be afraid. You don't have to be afraid. " The distinct sadness on Wen Yanchu's face made Chuqing's heart shrink.
Chuqing's hand is a little loose. His warmth opens her heavy heart. The eyes of the hot spring give birth to the warmth of healing, melting her cold little by little.
Wen Yanchu's heart was hurt by her action, so she held her in her arms.
Chuqing holds Wen Yanchu's arm tightly. Unfortunately, she sees her hedgehog like hair in the car mirror. She suddenly shrinks to the corner with her head in her arms.
That night, the cold rain outside the window, cold to hit into the heart of Chuqing, the panic has not been completely dispersed.
Chuqing is in a trance. She doesn't know how many people wrote a letter of guarantee in front of her that afternoon. She also forgets how reluctant Meng Ke's face is. She only knows her elder brother is beside her, so she pulls his clothes and hides beside him.
"Your promise is useless. I want her and your three children's promise."
What he hopes is to see the Bai family treat her well.
Wen Yanchu looks at Bai Ye lightly and hugs Chuqing's arm tightly. What if he takes Meng Ke to court now? It's hard to guarantee that she won't get hurt again, and he can't show up in time to protect her.
"Young master Wen, I will teach aunt Meng a lesson. Such things will not happen again, I promise!"
Bai Ye is shocked. He looks back at the man in black with his wife, and immediately blocks Wen Yanchu.
"Uncle Bai, this is domestic violence!"
Wen Yanchu holds the person in his arms heartily. A word makes Bai Ye feel like a thorn in his throat.
"Master Wen, I'm sorry to let you see this..."
He saw Chuqing, shivering and covering her hair, and the boy beside her, nono, talking.
Bai Ye's eyes look coldly at him, and they all shut up.
When the three children saw that their mother was treated like this by their father, they all called out: "Dad..."
He never thought that such a thing would happen. He closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.
"Shut up! Don't call me, I don't have your wife
"White..."
The next second, Meng Ke was pulled aside by a man in black, and the scissors in her hand was taken away. She wanted to struggle, but she saw her husband come face to face in anger. In a word, it was two slaps.
"Stop" came a clear and angry voice.
With a click, the scene was startling: Meng Ke's scissors were cut less than two centimeters away from his scalp. The original black and long hair fell on Chuqing's hand, and a piece of white scalp could be seen.
Wen Yanchu also touched her hair and said with a smile - Qing, your hair is so beautiful.
Mother's warm smile comes to mind - Qing, mother wants to leave you the most beautiful and supple hair.
Wen Yanchu's heart is full of mixed feelings. It's his destiny to protect this girl. He knows that he can't bear her tears and suffering, and he has to smile.
"Fine Close your eyes. I'm here. "
Listen carefully, there is a lump in the words.