Circling the door of her bedroom for nearly an hour, she did not speak or open the door.

Anxious, Ah Qi is like an ant on a hot pot.

Li Ye's baby, this little temper is really amazing.

After walking back and forth at the door of the bedroom for a long time, he went downstairs and dialed Li Ye's phone to go out.

Lu Xiaomu didn't take a bath, and he didn't take off his makeup, so he just lay on the bed for eight days, looking at the ceiling.

WeChat kept ringing, and it was estimated that there were more than a dozen messages, so she reached out and took it, it was a message from Jiang Keke.

(Master, I heard my mother say, I support you, do the right thing, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and the method is decisive and wise.) ）

Lu Xiaomu swallowed his saliva and replied.

(Kerr, it's not me, do you believe it?) ）

Jiang Keke paused for a few seconds and returned.

(Letter.) Sister Mu's words, she believed it, Sister Mu has always dared to act, she said that if it wasn't her, it must not be.

Looking at Jiang Keke's information, Lu Xiaomu smiled, her eyes were full of tears, fortunately, this little hoof believed her, a little comfort.

Lu Xiaomu didn't know when she fell asleep, she dreamed of her mother in heaven, and her mother's hand caressed her forehead.

But she couldn't say a word.

Just kept crying.

2 a.m., downstairs.

A man in a white shirt and black trousers came in from outside, and Ah Qi, who was dozing off on the sofa, stood up suddenly.

"Master Li, you're back."

"What about Xiao Mu?" Ye Liting asked with eagerness on his tired face.

"Madame is upstairs, the door is locked."

Ye Li Ting opened his long legs and went upstairs directly, and Ah Qi followed behind him.

"I checked, Mrs. went to Lu's house after school in the afternoon, and then sent Lu Peijun's woman to the hospital, Lu Peijun's woman's child was gone, and then Mrs. was beaten...."Ah Qi said with a somewhat helpless tone.

Ye Liting suddenly paused, looked back, and looked at Ah Qi standing behind him with deep eyes.

"I'll settle accounts with you later."

Ah Qi looked at Li Ye's deep eyes and quickly lowered his eyes.

"Yes."

The handsome man went upstairs, took the key in the TV cabinet in the living room on the second floor, walked to the door of Lu Xiaomu's bedroom, opened the door and walked in.

The lamp at the head of the bed was faintly bright, shining on the little face that was crying, and Ye Liting's heart was inexplicably entangled.

Walking over, he looked at the little face curled up on her side, and his fingers curled up little by little when he saw her swollen left face.

Gently caressing her swollen little face, her eyes turned crimson little by little.

I want to die, and I have such a heavy hand.

Lu Xiaomu smelled the familiar breath, although it was in her sleep, but the unique breath, she opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face that appeared in front of her.

She stared at him, thinking she was dreaming, until the heavenly voice sounded.

"Does it hurt?"

Does this hurt, Lu Xiaomu's tear ducts instantly burst like a sea bursting the embankment, she didn't know what was wrong with her? Maybe I just dreamed of my mother, or something, tears flowed down the corners of my eyes.

He's back, the only person she's leaning on now.

"It hurts." Her heart hurts, not her face hurts.

Ye Li Ting reached out and brushed the hair on her forehead.

"I know it all."

Lu Xiaomu looked at his good-looking face, her lips opened, and she said for a long time.

"I didn't do it."

"Well, I know you didn't do it." Ye Liting said with a doting voice, and reached out to hug her.

At this moment, Lu Xiaomu wanted to cry, wanted to cry loudly, her grievances, all the pain, wanted to be released at this moment, in front of this man.