Chapter Two Thousand and Seventy-Seven Lan, I miss you, the way you first looked
Ye Weilan shot the woman in the arm before she could shoot, and the weapon fell to the ground, and she was pushed to the ground by the security guard who pounced on her.
As for the man on the ground, Ye Weilan showed no mercy this time and stepped on his backbone.
As soon as this place is broken, this person can only be paralyzed for the rest of his life.
She put down her gun and smiled, "I'm in self-defense." ”
There was no sound in the surrounding silence.
In this silence, the child's mother woke up from a coma, not caring about the big or small injuries on her body, and ran over crying: "My child ......"
Ye Weilan threw the child to her, as if she didn't dare to take a second look.
The child let go, and she immediately covered her face and walked forward.
There were already a lot of people taking pictures, and now she was almost standing under the spotlight.
Ye Weilan suppressed the tyrannical emotions in her heart and walked quickly to Qi Ye's side.
He put his trench coat around her and escorted her away.
……
The two came to a secluded garden.
Ye Weilan leaned on Qi Ye's shoulder, looked up at the starry sky above his head, calmed down for a while, and then said: "Xiao Jiu doesn't like me to be abusive and nosy, I didn't plan to care, but when that baby passed by me, I ......"
Qi Ye took out his mobile phone and released a video for her to see.
Ye Weilan read it curiously.
On the video is a piece of news.
Roughly a family lost their children, the child's parents divorced, and the grandparents died one after another.
"This kind of tragedy will happen to most families who have lost their children." Qi Ye put a can of hot milk in the palm of her hand, and his voice was colder than the air of the night.
For many couples, children are the bond that binds a family, and without children, emotionally indifferent couples have no need to torture each other.
The loss of a child will also become a nightmare that couples will never get rid of.
Ye Weilan drank two sips of milk, and there was a little warmth in his heart: "Qi Ye, I am very conflicted, if it is like before, I am afraid that Xiao Jiu will hate me even more......"
She's trying to make a difference for her son.
Qi Ye glanced at his daughter-in-law, who was probably sad and a little "dizzy", and sure enough, as long as the two little radish heads were involved, any sacrifice of his family would be done.
"It's not that you change yourself, your son will come back to you."
In a word, it is like a basin of cold water, splashing down on the head.
Ye Weilan was cold from head to foot, she stopped for a while, and lowered her head with a pale face: "Is this the case...... Little Nine ...... Don't like me anymore......"
Qi Ye's slender fingers lifted her chin and made her look directly into her eyes: "Lan, I don't like you to become a cold-blooded and ruthless person. ”
Even if that person is her son.
"Your observation and acumen are destined for you to see more darkness, and I prefer that you use your mind to do things that are in line with your nature."
"Don't be afraid of offending people, let alone worry about whether there will be danger, all the consequences will be borne by me."
"My woman should live unscrupulously."
"Lan, I miss you, the way you first looked."
Radiant and carefree.
Xiao Yechen's incident hit her so hard that she even forgot to cry.
But she has to come out after all, after all, she has more important things to do.