Chapter 167

Thinking about it, He Yizhi crawled back to the room and endured the pain to write a diary with a pen.

It read: "When I lost the painting, my father was furious and gave me hundreds of lashes, and I was dying of pain." But none of that matters. Are you okay now? As long as you're well, I won't feel pain. ”

While writing, he was suddenly full of pride, and even he was about to be moved to cry by himself!

It's all for Ying Ying to be so seriously injured!

If Yingying saw this diary, she would definitely feel sorry for him and be moved by him.

He couldn't help but think that when he was in the Jinwei Hou Mansion, Ying Ying looked at him, Chu Chu was pitiful with dependence and trust, in order to live up to her, what is a painting!

Not to mention the authentic work of the white family, even if it is the living white family himself, he will send it out!

He and Yingying's hearts have been getting closer step by step, and one day, she will marry him.

Thinking about it, He Yizhi read his diary over and over again, and was moved over and over again.

He really wanted to write it and send it to her, but she was uncomfortable enough now that he could make her worry about herself.

He Yizhi was immersed in a new round of self-touching.

He didn't know that Yao Yingying, who was thinking about him, was scolding at home-

"Damn it, it's useless at all! Okay, I'm going to get a broken painting and let me play the piano...... Whining...... Now everyone is going to laugh at me for being a fake talented woman! He Yizhi's wreck! Insufficient success, more than failure! Why wasn't he kicked to death by Yao Qingli!"

Crazy Shan and Ha Yu stood aside, wanting to speak and stopped, didn't you deliberately ask Ha Yu to say something new in front of He Yizhi to guide He Yizhi to create a performance opportunity for her?

But how dare they say such things.

"Woo, mother, what can I do about this?" Yao Yingying cried and threw herself into Gao's arms, "I originally wanted to save my reputation...... Outcome...... In this way, how can I break through in the draft? Could it be that I, Yao Yingying, can only marry such a waste as He Yizhi in this life?"

"My son...... Why is it so hard!" Gao hugged Yao Yingying and couldn't stop crying. "Don't worry, even if the draft doesn't work, it's not something like He Yizhi can imagine. ”

"No, I just want to be drafted!" Yao Yingying gritted her teeth fiercely, "If you can't be the crown princess, then you will be a side concubine! If you can't be a side princess, then you will be a concubine! I don't believe it...... I, Yao Yingying, can't get up. ”

"Okay, I really deserve to be my daughter of Gao Xiumei!" Gao's face was relieved, thinking of Yao Qingli, he gritted his teeth again: "Yao Qingli, you slut, ruin my daughter, I, Gao Xiumei, will definitely eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

Thinking about it, a cruel gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Madam, the most important thing now is the draft. Mama Wu on the side said hurriedly, "It's imminent! There are still ten days left!"

"What else can I do now! Smash it with money!" Gao said angrily.

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When Yao Qingli returned home, she saw Xiaobao sitting on the steps of the main house, hugging her knees and waiting for her.

"Mother. As soon as I saw her, I jumped up and ran over.

"How can Xiaobao sit there. Yao Qingli was very guilty, she went out by herself, but left her child at home, and felt very uncomfortable.

She picked up Xiaobao and shouted into the house: "Qiuyun." ”

"Hey. Qiuyun ran out of the kitchen.

"Why don't you take Xiaobao out to play?" Yao Qingli hugged Xiaobao and walked into the house.

"I've been out and gone, and I've come back after a walk. "Qiuyun Road.

"Lazy pigs. Yao Qingli nodded the tip of Xiaobao's nose, "I have a lot of time to run around and have fun." ”

"Foot pain. Xiaobao pouted.

"Xiaobao, that's tired feet. Qiuyun snorted.

Yao Qingli was stunned: "Xiaobao, why do you keep saying that your feet hurt?"

Since Xiaobao came to her, he has said that his feet hurt several times, and she thought that the child was tired of walking.

Now he said again, Yao Qingli was suspicious.

"Come on. Yao Qingli carried him into the house and put him on the couch. Then start taking his pulse.

"How?" Qiuyun was a little responsible. ”

"It's just an ordinary calcium deficiency and physical weakness, make up for it more, move more. Yao Qingli said, pinching Xiaobao's face: "Don't be lazy!"

"Uh-huh. Xiaobao nodded obediently.