I just suddenly realized that it was really me who abandoned the dyeing. Su Jiuge cried lowly, his voice was full of pity.

Rong Xun hugged the woman and looked into the distance, he actually felt that Su Jiuge's words were sharp to the bones, making his always calm heart disperse in an instant.

Rong Xun hugged the woman and got on the car, and in the quiet carriage, there was only the sound of the woman sobbing.

She was crying so hard that she couldn't do it anymore.

"No crying, huh?" Rong Xun lowered his head and kissed the tears on the woman's face, his voice rarely soft.

Su Jiuge closed his eyes, and his body was now shaking lightly because of the crying.

She took everything to heart, but she forgot about Yan Qingran, the most important thing in the real world.

How could she do that.

She's damn it.

She couldn't forgive herself.

"She's going to blame me." Su Jiu opened her eyes and looked at the reassuring face in front of her: "Qingran has always hated me for ignoring her because of other things, she is just a jealous little girl."

"No, it won't." Rong Xun was extremely patient and comforted.

Her head was filled with chaos that could not be combed, Su Jiuge grabbed her hair, she could only clench her fists, and let her fingernails sink deep into her palms.

She won't blame you. Rong Xun forcibly broke the woman's hand and didn't let her hurt herself again.

Maybe he miscalculated, Su Jiuge's feelings for Yan Qingran.

A close-knit family will never be less than he is.

Su Jiuge was lying in Rong Xun's arms, his expression was a little abrupt.

She had to admit that maybe Yan Qingran really couldn't come back.

Rong Xun got out of the car with the woman in his arms, his movements were gentle, and he whispered something, Su Jiuge didn't know if he heard it, and he closed his eyes and didn't answer.

"Brother Rong, Sister Su, you're back." As soon as he entered the house, Mo Jiaqi, who was sitting on the sofa, greeted him happily.

"Sister Su, what's wrong?" Mo Jiaqi's innocent face showed incomprehension, looking at Su Jiuge's pale and bloodless face.

Rong Xun put Su Jiuge on the sofa, knelt in front of him on one knee, and covered the woman's palm-sized face with a warm palm: "Do you want to rest, huh?"

Su Jiuge curled up on the sofa, finally made a little movement, and shook his head: "No need."

The maid brought a cup of hot water, Su Jiuge took it, and put his hands against the wall of the cup to keep warm.

"Sister Su, what's wrong with you?" Mo Jiaqi brushed her sense of existence again, and asked curiously.

Su Jiuge really couldn't raise any emotions, and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

"Ahh Mo Jiaqi said regretfully: "I still want to find Sister Su to accompany me shopping."

Rong Xun sat on the sofa and hugged Su Jiuge into his arms, and then asked nonchalantly, "Why are you here?"

His politeness to Mo Jiaqi was completely for the sake of Mo Lingfeng's face.

"The last time I saw Sister Su at home, I thought Sister Su was very good, so I wanted to come and play with her." Mo Jiaqi blinked, her face pure and harmless.

Rong Xun glanced down at Su Jiuge, Su Jiuge held the cup, drank hot water in small sips, and there was no expression on his delicate little face.

"Miss Mo, go back." Rong Xun replied for Su Jiuge.

Mo Jiaqi's little face collapsed suddenly, and she said unhappily: "But I like Sister Su very much, Sister Su, don't you like me?"

Su Jiuge looked at her, and a clear smile appeared on her beautiful face: "How come."

Su Jiuge didn't know that the drunkard's intention was not to drink, but Mo Jiaqi's intention was to Rong Xun.

"Then you're not happy." Mo Jiaqi said aggrievedly.