"You are really the broom star of our Yu family, my brother's illness has not occurred for several years, but I encountered this kind of thing with you today, in my opinion, my brother can only get rid of this bad luck by divorcing you!"

Illness that doesn't flare up for several years...

Yu Jinming's entire paragraph, whether it was reprimand, or notoriety, she could not take it to heart, but it was the word "illness" that made her almost sure that the part that Yu Moqin hid from herself must be related to today's situation.

There is a huge difference in height between her and Yu Jinming at this time, she is more weak and pitiful when she squats, and when she raised her head in panic to speak, Liao Shuangwan took the first step and pulled Yu Jinming over.

"How did you talk to your sister-in-law, Yu Jinming, I see that the Yu family has taught you for nothing for so many years!" She was so angry that her eyes widened, in fact, in addition to being angry, she was also trying to divert Wen Niannian's doubts about Yu Moqin's physical condition.

But Wen Niannian had already listened to it, unless her memory disappeared, it was impossible not to ask, she slowly stood up beside the mother and son, and immediately looked at Yu Jinming and asked, "What is your brother's illness?" ”

In an instant, Yu Jinming understood Liao Shuangwan's meaning and didn't dare to say more, he stubbornly turned his head and didn't dare to look at Wen Niannian's eyes.

But Wen Niannian moved her eyes to Liao Shuangwan's body, and got the signal that Liao Shuangwan was silent that she didn't want to mention more.

She endured the feeling that she was about to collapse, and finally she walked in front of Yu Yirong with red eyes: "Uncle, you even know my character better than my aunt, if I don't get an answer today, I can't guarantee that I won't make some radical moves." ”

It can be regarded as a threat, Wen Niannian only hopes that the threat can be exchanged for the answer given by Yu Yirong, who is full of guilt in front of him.

But Yu Yirong was silent in self-blame, and after a long time, he said hoarsely: "If Mo Qin is willing to let you know about this matter, you will..."

"Uncle." Wen Niannian suddenly paused his words with firmness, tears accumulated in her eyes, and she couldn't shake her determination to know the truth: "I'm Moqin's wife, if I don't even know about this matter, then what's the difference between me and others?" ”

Listening to Wen Niannian's resoluteness word by word in the cold, Yu Yirong knew that she really couldn't hide it today, even if she didn't say it, she would definitely have 10 million ways to find the answer.

Under the imminent moment, he looked at Liao Shuangwan, who was frowning behind Wen Niannian, and after obtaining the consent of her eyes, Yu Yirong took two steps back, and sat on the resting chair with his head in chagrin.

"When Mochin was a child, I was so focused on his son that I neglected his mental health, and there were a few times when he didn't do well in the exam, so I locked him in the house, and turned off the lights for three days." He lowered his head between his arms, and told his heartache and regret every word.

If time could be turned back, he would rather lose the heir of the Yu family business and not let Yu Moqin fall into the shadows for the rest of his life.

Yu Yirong's elaboration had already made Wen Niannian guess a little, and her hand was quietly clenched into a fist at her side, "So he's not afraid of the dark, he's claustrophobic, right?" ”

She should have thought of it a long time ago, she had heard of this disease, but she didn't think about it in the end.

Hearing this, Yu Yirong nodded heavily, "Yes, Niannian, Mo Qin is a strong character, and if he doesn't tell you, I'm afraid you'll look down on him." ”

"Look down?" Wen Niannian laughed sarcastically, she completely ignored the fact that she was now talking to her elders, "How could I look down on him..."