There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and finally the hoarse voice spoke in her ear.

"Vivi, what are you talking about?"

That cold tone seemed to warn Su Weiwei, but she repeated the words as if she didn't hear it, as if she was an inanimate puppet, but tears had involuntarily fallen all over her face.

"Quan Shaoting, let's get a divorce."

There was a sound of glass breaking on the other end of the phone, and then I heard Quan Shaoting ask.

"Where are you, I'll take you home."

Su Weiwei looked sad, and she shook her head stubbornly.

"Don't come to me, you killed my mother, I don't want to see you, I'll send you the divorce agreement."

Quan Shaoting on the other end of the phone couldn't see Su Weiwei's movements, but he could feel her refusal, the hand holding the phone gradually strengthened, and just wanted to speak, only to hear a beeping sound from inside, and Su Weiwei had already hung up.

At this moment, Su Weiwei slammed the mobile phone to the ground, the screen of the mobile phone fell apart, and some plastic chips flew up, cutting Su Weiwei's arm.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, converging into a crimson river, and when Yan'er saw the blood, she cried out in fright, and her terrible cries echoed in the quiet office.

Su Weiwei touched the dried tears on her cheeks, suddenly pinched her face, and asked coldly and confusedly.

"What do you cry, I don't cry, what do you cry."

Blood dripped on Yan'er's face, she was frightened, stopped crying, and smoked one after another, but tried to open her chubby hand to hug Su Weiwei.

"Ma Ma ......"

Su Weiwei pushed the other party away indifferently, Yan'er was pushed and sat on the ground, the whole person was stunned, but Su Weiwei didn't seem to see her, leaning against the wall, barely wanting to stand up.

Ji Yebai was anxious and distressed, and he hurriedly held Yan'er.

"Yan'er, did it hurt to fall?"

Yan'er was quite sensible, tears rolled in her big watery eyes but she didn't dare to fall, she just tried to widen her eyes, bit her lip and shook her head, and after a while, she timidly grabbed Ji Yebai's sleeve.

"Uncle Ji, doesn't Ma Ma want me anymore?"

Ji Yebai is reluctant to be hurt like this but so small, the child has never been at fault, Su Weiwei should not treat her like this no matter what.

He said solemnly to Yan'er.

"Mom doesn't want you anymore, Mom just doesn't have Mom so I'm unhappy, Yan'er is Mom's last relative, it's impossible for Mom not to want you."

Fortunately, Yan'er simply believed it, she nodded, and wiped her tears with her hand.

"Uncle Ji, you must comfort my Ma Ma well, I won't bother my mother."

Ji Yebai was relieved at this time, temporarily handed over the smoke to the female doctor in the research institute, and caught up with Su Weiwei, who had already walked out of the door.

"Wei Wei, what are you doing, didn't you say that Yan'er is your last relative? Why do you want to do this to her! ”

Su Weiwei turned her head, her cold and empty eyes didn't look like she was looking at Ji Yebai, but like she was looking behind him.

Ji Yebai only felt furious in his heart, grabbed Su Weiwei, and asked her angrily.

"Shall I ask you again? When you give birth to a cigarette, you should fulfill the responsibility of a mother. ”

At this moment, Su Weiwei was like a walking corpse, her dim eyes looked straight ahead, and she muttered to herself.