If the media is present tonight, it is estimated that it can occupy the front page headlines of the next day - "The Mo family ignores his wife and children, and rescues the second young grandmother at all costs".

Mo Tianyu shouted "not good" in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ling Yiyi on the other side.

"Brother, thank you, I'll just watch it here, you can hurry up and see your sister-in-law and nephew. ”

Seeing that Mo Tianchen didn't want to let go, Mo Tianyu had no choice but to secretly squeeze his eyebrows at him, and finally drove Mo Tianchen to Wu Zirou's side.

Mo Tianchen absentmindedly helped Wu Zirou up, Mo Nianqin's cry finally gathered his mind back, he hugged his son from Wu Zirou's hand, and clapped in distress.

This scene can be regarded as a return to the normal expectation of the development of things, but it is far from meeting the bloody expectations of the audience.

The people who eat melons didn't see those shocking and extraordinary things happening, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

"Why don't you hurry up and see how the little young master and the eldest young grandmother are doing!"

Han Ying disguised her embarrassment while showing her authority and asked the servants to take care of the poor two mothers and sons, while she herself pretended to help Mo Jingxing and stepped forward to take a look.

After such a fuss, the next birthday celebration process arranged for Mo Nianqin had to end hastily and resume the original free activities instead.

The guests had nothing to do, and they all exchanged their ears and brains, discussing the quite strange scene just now.

Mo Nianqin was frightened and kept crying, Mo Tianchen and Wu Zirou hurriedly carried him to the quiet unoccupied hall, and Mo Tianyu helped Ling to sit down on the sofa one by one, and asked her if she was hurt.

Just under gravity, the weight of Wu Zirou and Mo Nianqin was suddenly added to the waist of Ling Yiyi's human flesh pad.

This year, Wu Zirou was pampered, although her figure was still good, but after all, she was a little rounder than before, while Ling Yiyi was so thin that only the skeleton remained, and she didn't have any flesh to find, so it hurt a lot.

Ling Yiyi's attention was on her friend's mother and son just now, and she hadn't felt much pain in herself, but now that she calmed down, the pain suddenly rose, making her desperately grit her teeth and endure it.

"Look at your face has changed, it's very uncomfortable, right? Go, I'll take you to the doctor!"

Mo Tianyu, who has matured and learned to be considerate, wanted to pick up Ling Yi one by one after speaking.

But with so many people at the scene, Ling Yiyi didn't want to be pointed at, and besides, she was still worried about the two people in the side hall, and the crying that didn't make her feel uneasy.

"Take me to meet them before leaving, can you?"

Looking at Ling Yiyi's longing eyes, Mo Tianyu's heart softened, so he had to nod slightly.

Mo Tianyu held Ling Yiyi's waist and slowly paced towards the side hall under the eyes of everyone's gossip.

In the side hall, although Mo Tianchen was thinking about Ling Yiyi outside, what he needed more at this time was the son in front of him who was crying and his face was red, so he could freeze his steps in place.

Seeing Ling Yiyi come in, Mo Tianchen and Wu Zirou's eyes couldn't help but be attracted to her again.

"Is he okay?"

At this time, Mo Nianqin was in Wu Zirou's arms, "huh" and whispered, crying for a long time, and wanted to sleep with his eyes drooping.

Ling Yiyi looked at the perfectly matched family of three in front of him, his father was tall and calm, his mother was tall and beautiful, and his son had a white complexion and red complexion, although his bright and bright eyes were stiffened by sleepiness, but he still showed a slit, and under the eyelashes that had shown a long momentum, there was a small nose and a red mouth that were slightly shimmering, how cute and cute it was.

Ling Yiyi couldn't help but be blinded by this beautiful scene, this special warmth, how many times had he appeared in his dreams, but he woke up but couldn't ask for more and more pain.

Silence permeated the side hall, and the lively Mo Tianyu couldn't stand it anymore, and gently touched Ling Yiyi's sleeve.

"They're all right, you should rest assured, I'll take you to the wounds. ”

As soon as he heard the word "wound", Mo Tianchen rushed to Ling Yiyi with an arrow and pinched her arm.

"Where did you get hurt?"

Ling Yi wanted to retract his hand one by one, but he was pinched by Mo Tianchen and felt a "sigh".

Mo Tianchen realized that he was too nervous, and his hands were too heavy, so he hurriedly let go of Ling Yiyi's hand.

"I'm sorry ......"

Ling Yiyi directly ignored Mo Tianchen's concern, bypassed him and accommodated the painful part of his waist and slowly moved to Wu Zirou.

"Xiaorou, did you and Nian Qin fall and hurt yourself?"

Because Mo Nianqin finally fell asleep, Wu Zirou hugged him, just shook her head slightly, and tried to squeeze out a smile to Ling Yiyi.

"Can I hug him?"

Ling Yi said as he stretched out his hand to move Mo Nianqin in Wu Zirou's hand into his arms.

Suddenly, the sleeping villain left his mother's familiar smell steeply, and opened his eyes quite vigilantly, and when he saw that it was a strange Ling Yishi, his mouth was even more flattened, and then he opened his throat and cried.

"I'll do it!"

The nervous Wu Zirou suddenly hugged Mo Nianqin back again, Mo Nianqin's fleshy little hand grabbed Wu Zirou's clothes tightly, and buried his face in Wu Zirou's arms, almost wanting to melt the whole person into Wu Zirou's blood.

is a scene of mother and son concentric, and Ling Yiyi, an outsider, is driven out of the clouds.

Mo Nianqin's cry smashed into Ling Yiyi's heart like a storm, smashing her already fragmented heart into fine dust, and her whole strength seemed to be drained, and she was about to slide to the ground.

This time, without waiting for Mo Tianchen to step forward and care too much about Ling Yiyi and stimulate Wu Zirou, Mo Tianyu walked a few steps quickly and steadily became Ling Yiyi's dependence.

"Don't delay your injury, if you get any sequelae, it'll be troublesome, let's go. ”

Ling Yiyi, who had no strength and couldn't speak, had to fiddle with Mo Tianyu, half-helping and half-dragging out of the side hall.

Behind him, only Mo Tianchen, who had green tendons on his hands but couldn't take a step, and Wu Zirou, who was holding Mo Nianqin with a resentful face, remained.

In Mo Tianyu's car, Ling Yiyi leaned on the back of the chair, and kept looking out the window, silently pouring tears.

The last time everyone had a birthday party together, it seemed that it was her birthday two years ago, the night of Qixi Festival.

On that gorgeous night, there were fireworks outside the window, and there were lively and happy people inside, and she was just the ordinary café proprietress who was a little ugly.

The kiss of the scheming man seemed to open her Pandora's box and unleash all the demons in her life.

Two of her cafes are gone, her best friends are gone, and all her relatives are gone.

Today's Ling Yiyi is alone and lonely, as if now is the official track of her life without relatives and no reason before the age of eight.

The more than 20 years in between, were just a dream of God's alms to make her suffer even more.

Once the dream is shattered, the shadow falls.