From the casual coldness at the beginning, to the final Jumei Youpin, Mei Sha couldn't refute the rhetorical question, but shook her head plainly and weakly, and finally collapsed in his obsessive eyes: "Don't ask if it's okay, just think it's your mother begging you......"

The elder's request exacerbated the uneasiness in his heart, and almost uncontrollably, he stared at Mei Sha firmly: "You are my only relative in this world, can't you even trust me?" ”

"Bang-" There was a loud sound, and the glass window suddenly shattered, and Mei Sha's face turned pale like a frightened bird.

At the same time, she almost reflexively grabbed Rong Jue's wrist and wanted to pull him to her side.

But Rong Jue did not move, his indifferent eyes were dark, as unfathomable as deep-sea crude oil, he pursed his lips, and his expression concealed patience.

The young man's hand was unexpectedly strong, and he grabbed the person with a backhand clasp and pulled him towards the window.

"Don't go—" Mei Sha subconsciously stopped, her eyes filled with worry and panic that hadn't appeared in years.

"It's just that the child is naughty and breaks the glass, what are you worried about?" A clear and cold voice overflowed, with a sharp edge of not quite approving it.

He looked down at the little child downstairs with a bird's bow, his face uneasy.

Meisha opened her mouth but didn't say anything, and there was still a bit of pleading in her eyes, as if she was begging him not to ask any more.

"I misunderstood...... It's just a conditioned reflex......"

Rong Jue let go of her hand and strode downstairs.

The kid seemed to have done it on purpose, and when Rong Jue went down, he was still there playing with his bird bow.

He was about seven or eight years old, bold and rebellious, and he didn't know what trouble he had just caused.

"Where are your parents?"

"What's your business?" The child gave him a disdainful look and continued to load stones on the bird's bow.

It's about the size of a quail egg, and the skin is rough, so it may seem difficult to break the glass, but it's not impossible.

The child's arrogant rhetorical question made him frown: "You broke the glass of my house just now?" ”

"That's right." The child replied very firmly, and originally wanted to confront him for something, but in the afterglow, he saw the man and woman walking towards him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Mom and Dad, someone bullied me." ”

Rao is literacy has always been very good, and Rong Jue can't control his boredom at this time.

"What's the matter, baby—" the woman rushed over and hugged him, "Is there any injury?" ”

Rong Jue stood aside, and when the pot-bellied man came over, he reached out to stop him: "Is this your child?" ”

"Yes, what's the matter?" As rough as his appearance, the man spoke in a rough voice, and he looked at his wife and son as he replied.

"That's good." Rong Jue nodded, pointed to the window and said to him: "Your child entered my backyard without permission and broke the window of my house, because my mother was quite frightened by this, I hope you can take care of your child, don't let him do whatever he wants, not only cause trouble to others, but also have a great possibility of getting into trouble." ”

The woman screamed in disbelief: "Our baby is so well-behaved, how could we do that kind of thing." ”

Rong Jue is upright: "This is something he admitted." "It means that no matter how much you wash your name, it's useless.