This conversation was destined to be a mistake, and after Tang Que ran away, Yun Mo suddenly felt weak. During this time, I was exhausted.

She leaned back on the couch with a pale face, her fingertips trembling slightly. When the aunt came in and saw this, she was very worried. He asked softly, "Madam, are you alright?" ”

"I'm fine." Yunmo shook her head and waved her hand. "I'll go and rest first, you guys take a good look at the dumplings. Don't bother me. ”

"Yes." Auntie nodded.

Zong Zhengye came back at night, and he was a little tired. But when I think of Yunmo and dumplings, my heart is warm.

When a man reaches his age, he has nothing to ask for in all his achievements now, the only thing he wants is to be healthy and happy for Yunmo and Tuanzi. It's actually very simple, but it's so hard.

Dango eats, drinks and has fun every day, and it's simple to make her happy. But Yun Mo... Every time I think of him, my heart is filled with endless disappointment and pain.

Her temperament is too cold, and she is also cold and caring for herself on the surface. Some time ago, he was still jealous and happy for Yunmo, but then she ignored herself, and didn't even eat breakfast with her every day.

He took off his suit and threw it on the sofa, sat down and drank a glass of water. He has been taken care of by Shu Yan since he was a child, and his education is also in accordance with the most standard norms. Therefore, everywhere shows the extravagance and extraordinary. Even if you drink water, you are elegant and delicate.

"What about her?" Zong Zhengye asked, and the aunt who came out with the fruit asked.

The aunt put down the fruit, said about Tang Que's arrival at that time, and said that Yunmo went upstairs to rest. Zong Zhengye was silent for a long time, then got up and went upstairs.

The aunt sighed, put away Zong Zhengye's water cup and the fruit that had not been touched at all and took it to the kitchen.

Zong Zhengye and Yun Mo don't look like husband and wife at all over the years, they only look like each other when they are with the group.

It's like acting.

Is it acting?

Yun Mo asked herself this question all afternoon, and it was difficult for her to deny it immediately, and she couldn't affirm it after hesitation. I could only keep my eyes wide open and stare at the ceiling.

Menkata rang, and she turned her head to see Zong Zhengye approaching. On the way upstairs, he had already ripped off the tie around his neck and unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing the white neck of shopping.

Even if he has always lived on the beach, he rarely goes to the beach. Unless it's to play with the group, and I'm always in the office in the city. Not even basking in the sun.

Yun Mo looked at Zong Zhengye's chest blankly, slightly distracted. Until she approached.

"Listen to Auntie say you're not feeling well? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

He reached out and touched her forehead, and the palm of his hand rested on his own. The delicate and beautiful eyebrows are slightly raised.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little uncomfortable. You don't have to worry about me, go see the dumplings. ”

"There is an aunt breastfeeding her, I'll take you to the hospital." He was stubborn, standing up and bending down to pick her up from the bed.

Yun Mo was startled, and hurriedly pushed Zong Zhengye's body away, dodging towards the inside of the bed.

He frowned and pursed his lips in displeasure.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

"No, I have a fever."

"I'm not going." She was displeased, and her face was cold.

"Why?" His tone grew colder, and his eyes were even more blizzard.

"I don't want to go without a reason. There's something wrong with you! I don't want to go, and you're still going to force me? Yun Mo's irritability, and his tone was even more impatient.

Zong Zhengye stood in place, as if something was blocked in his throat. I wanted to speak, but I didn't say it, so I turned around and left the room.

He walked fast and left without clothes. The car was still parked on the runway, got into the car, started and left.

The dumplings who were eating upstairs suddenly cried with a loud and heart-rending voice. Yunmo hurriedly got up from the bed and ran to the babyroom of the danzi.

The nanny had a bitter face, and she couldn't coax it.

"It's okay, leave it to me." Yunmo held the ball in his arms.

"Daddy...... Daddy...... "She snorted and cried, and her chubby little hands waved, looking aggrieved.

"Mommy is here, don't cry." Yun Mo hugged the ball in his arms and shook the ball, and patted her palm on her body. After a long time, she stopped crying slightly, and lay in Yunmo's arms very aggrieved.

Yun Mo's heart was also damp and sad.

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The bar was quiet and had been cleared half an hour earlier. In the huge bar, the air is rarely fresh, there is only one bartender on the bar, and Zong Zhengye is sitting in one place, with a glass of wine in his hand, and there is no wine left when he puts it down again.

The manager is going to rot when he stands far away, such a big man is drinking in his own bar, drinking like he is drinking as if something happens?

His back was lonely, and the bar was dimly lit. Covering the emotion on his face. It looked like his back was haggard.

It was already evening when Lu Yan and Yun Jue arrived, and they sent the manager away, and the two sat on Zong Zhengye's side, one left and one right.

"What's wrong?"

"Drink, don't ask." The four words are cold, just like his temperament. is also like Zong Zhenghuang's temperament, even if there is something in his heart, he rarely tells others. They know exactly what they want and how they want to do it.

Other people's opinions are rarely listened to.

Yun Jue saw that Zong Zhengye was distressed.

"Isn't it my sister?"

He lost his sister Yun Tianyue, and the rest is Yun Mo.

"None of your two sisters are worry-free." The corners of Zong Zhengye's lips lifted slightly, and he said very sarcastically.

The beginning of this qiē was Yun Tianyue, and in the end, it caused changes in their family.

"What do you mean by that?" Yun Jue's face was cold, and his fist was ready. If Zong Zhengye said another disrespectful word, his fist would be punched immediately.

Zong Zhengye raised his head and looked at Yun Jue, "You don't know yet. Your sister is not dead, it is Yun Tianyue, she pretended to have amnesia and hid outside for three months. Now that he has been taken away by Zong Zhenghuang, I don't know where he took it. If you want to see her, go to Zong Zhenghuang. ”

"What did you say?" Yun Jue got up in one step, looking incredulous. Even Lu Yan's face on the side was distorted.

"Didn't you hear me clearly?" Zong Zhengye stretched his tone, raised his voice and shouted: "Your sister is not dead, go find Zong Zhenghuang." ”

Yun Jue stood up and took a deep look at Zong Zhengye. got up and left in a hurry, Lu Yan glanced at Zong Zhengye, who was slightly drunk, and wanted to follow Yun Jue, but how could it be so simple, Zong Zhengye grabbed his sleeve.

"Drink with me." Then Ye Shao personally poured wine for Lu Yan, Lu Yan only wanted to kneel on the ground and hold the wine glass, this wine was really trembling and depressed.

Zong Zhengye drank high before he slowly said something, and Lu Yan's mouth opened wide when he heard it......