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Chapter 279 - Milk powder money

"Mua ~" heavily kissed, "Go, work hard. Our baby and I are waiting for you to raise us. If you don't work properly, our child won't have any money left for milk powder in the future."

I was actually reluctant to let him go, but it was also because I was working hard for this family. If I wanted him to stay with me, I would force him to stay and not let him work.

I am the mistress of the Bo Family, so I need to look like her.

For me, he didn't even meet his parents very often. Other than going back on special days, he spent the rest of his time in a small house with me. He even used some methods to prevent his parents from coming to find me.

Even the thinnest of thoughts was slowly transferred to the border.

All this, just to protect me.

Because of his actions, there were already some people in the family who were dissatisfied with him.

"Wife, I'm really leaving." After a slow step and looking back three times, he finally disappeared from my sight.

"Ah, missus, mister has been very kind to you." Wang Ma came in from outside, covering her mouth as she smiled.

I touched my belly, a bit self-righteously saying, "I gave birth to his child at the risk of my life. If he doesn't treat me better, I want him to have a good time."

"Madam, this sir has really changed a lot over the years. Aren't you also being kind to sir?" Not to mention anything else, just a few days ago … "

Wang Ma still wanted to say more, but I forcefully stopped her from continuing, "Don't talk about that matter anymore, it's over."

"Madam, you just like to remain silent. From my point of view, you are much better than that young miss of the Zhang family. You don't even know who the madame is."

"Wang Ma!" Even though Zhang Mancha had already passed, I still felt a little uncomfortable when I mentioned her again. Even though I already knew that she had too many complicated things mixed in back then, I still liked her.

However, what was undeniable was that Zhang Mancha was indeed a woman who gently loved him back then.

What were my intentions when compared to Zhang Mancha?

What could this prove? It's nothing more than making me look ridiculous.

"Yes, Madam, I won't say anymore. Oh, right, the soup that mister ordered me to prepare for you has been prepared by now. I'll go and bring it out for you now. You should rest after drinking it." Wang Ma was quite tactful, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

Everyone here had been arranged in a slow and gentle manner, so it was quite easy to use them.

I sat down on the sofa at the side, feeling a little uncomfortable. The child had been suffering a lot during this period of time, so when I put my hand on my stomach, I could clearly feel the little guy's movements. It could be his feet, or it could be his hands.

This little life, the previous inspection results were very healthy, and the worries that I had been worrying about were completely dispelled.

My child will not be sick.

The sun shone through the window and onto my body. It was warm and my whole body was lazy. If it wasn't inconvenient now, I would rather just lie down on the sofa.

After the pregnancy, my body weight also increased by quite a bit. Watching my stomach get bigger day by day, in fact, I was more or less a bit worried. What if after the birth of a child, my body won't be able to recover to its previous state.

However, the existence of a small life is also a form of compensation to me.

When Wang Ma came out with the soup, I didn't want to sit up from the sofa at all. I was a little lazy and a little tired.

Especially at this moment, even if I had to move my fingers, I would feel troubled. Not to mention letting me sit up, I even finished the bowl of soup.

"Madam, let me help you up." Wang Ma said as she was about to help me.

"No need, let me stay like this for a while. Wang Ma, I'm really a bit tired, just for a while." Ever since my parents left, I rarely showed such an expression in front of outsiders. Other than being gentle, I tried my best to keep my distance from anyone. But today, looking at the busy Wang Ma, I seemed to see my mother who had once stopped me from eating.

In the blink of an eye, my mother had already left me for nearly a year. It was as if I had completely forgotten about my sadness and pain, but how was it possible?

I have to avenge my parents. For the past year, I have been preparing, waiting for this day of revenge.

I planned everything.

In fact, I have already thought of the final destination for me after I successfully exact my revenge. Probably, I will bring my children to hell to find my parents and beg for forgiveness. I came too late, so I avenged them too late.

I don't want to live too much, but the reality is cruel.

From that day on, when I saw Bo Nian's talk about the fire and how he threatened me, after my parents left, I made up my mind that I would take revenge, drag him down to hell, and make him kneel in front of my parents and repent.

To this end, I endured all the humiliation, and continued to live with gentleness.

It's just that from time to time, softening my good feelings and love for me will shake the faith that has already been firm in my heart.

What would happen if he knew the truth?

If I succeed in my revenge, will you forgive me?

These questions would occasionally pop up in my mind.

In the end, my strong desire for revenge was suppressed.

I just want to take revenge and not be affected by anything else.

Even though every single day I spent with him was blissful, to the point that I wanted to live with him forever and forget about his hatred, in the end, I was still a clear-headed person.

I can still clearly remember that day when I pushed open the door to see the scene, my mind clearly stored how to use my parents to threaten me to leave the mild.

Thinning is the reason, and thinning is the result.

So they are my enemies.

"It should be about to collapse, right?" I looked out the window at the fiery red sun. It was as if I could see heavenly parents smiling happily at me, praising me for my excellent work. They were indeed their daughters.

It was as if I could see him standing in front of a defunct company and questioning me for why I betrayed him.

"Madam? What did you say? "

"Nothing." Wang Ma's question and answer gave me a moment of guilt, and I turned my head away.

I can't trust anyone around me.

"I'm going to go get my phone. You take the soup to the kitchen and heat it up. I'll eat it when I get here."

I left the living room as if I was escaping. If I stayed any longer, I would probably be overwhelmed by the guilt in my heart.

He has already conquered my heart, and right now I still have a sliver of mind to persevere and not give up on taking revenge for him. However, if it involves him, then I'm afraid that I won't be able to continue right?

It is undeniable that the allure of gentleness.

Especially the devoted him.

After entering the bedroom, I felt even more depressed. The room was filled with photos of me and Gentle Moon. The two of us had all sorts of intimate photos. Some were big, some were small. The photos were so small that they almost filled the entire room.

There was also the smell of gentleness.

Even if it was faint, the moment I stepped into this room, I could smell something that belonged solely to me.

He was really all-pervasive, attacking my psychological defenses all the time.

Staying in the room was the best thing I could do. I found a chair in the corner and sat down, thinking about the agreement I'd made with the man.

I helped him steal the more confidential documents, and in the end, he managed to destroy the entire Bo Family's company. As for the thinking process and how to delay it, one is his enemy while the other is my enemy.

He just didn't know who his enemy was. According to that person's personality, he would definitely not be lenient towards him, right?

My heart lurched.

Not good, it will definitely be mitigated. That person will make a move. No, I can't allow that to happen. Perhaps, I can stop him.

Contact information, his contact information.

I hastily rummaged through the house, looking for the contact information that could be considered gentle.