After yelling, his body turned, and he didn't know what he was going to do, his body accidentally hit the edge of the table next to him, and in order to stabilize his body, he hurriedly fell on the table.

There were several shards of glass scattered on the table, one of which was right into his palm, and he just snorted and pulled the piece of glass from the wound and threw it elsewhere.

"Young Master......!" Although Yuan Mengshu was scared, he couldn't help but rush up and hug him: "Please don't do this, your hands are already bleeding ......." ”

"Let it go!" Yi Muchen roared, trying to shake her off, but Yuan Mengshu hugged him tighter.

In a hurry, she said loudly: "If you really can't accept it, then I will divorce you, don't hurt yourself." ”

Her words made Yi Muchen tense, and finally calmed down a little and stopped struggling.

Yuan Mengshu was frightened by his appearance just now, tears flowed all over his face, and seeing that he was quiet, he hurriedly helped him to the sofa and sat down, and brought tissues to help his palm temporarily stop the bleeding.

It wasn't until she was sure he wouldn't move anymore that she got up and went for the medicine kit and took out alcohol and a cotton swab to clean his wounds.

Yuan Mengshu lowered her head, tears dripping down the back of her hand, she knew that her past was very unbearable, and she also knew that no man would accept it.

And that shameful memory is the most painful wound in her life.

If it weren't for Emes, she would never have married, and she never thought about which man she would marry in this generation.

"Where is the child now?" Yi Muchen suddenly asked indifferently.

Yuan Mengshu's heart suddenly tightened, and his heart ached.

More tears welled up, and he hesitated for a long time before choking up: "I died on the day I was born." ”

Yuan Mengshu will always remember that night, when her mother told her that the child died, the blow and pain, it was a deeper pain than when Shen Han left, a piercing pain.

She fainted, and when she woke up the next morning, she didn't even have time to look at the child's body, and the child was taken out by the hospital for disposal.

It is said that it was a little boy, and she was pregnant for ten months before she looked forward to his birth, and she thought that she would finally have real relatives from then on, and she would never be alone again, but she didn't expect ...... In the end, it was only separated by yin and yang.

Shen Han's disappearance, her son's death, she even thought she wouldn't be able to live during that time, but God let her live, living so humble.

"He left me, and he left my ...... ruthlessly." Yuan Mengshu collapsed, and every time she thought of that poor child, she collapsed uncontrollably.

It's a pity that Yi Muchen can't feel her sadness at this time, and he can't take care of it.

After Sister Huang pushed out Yuan Mengshu, she closed the door with her backhand, held Yi Muchen's arm and said with concern: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" How did you make such a mess of yourself? ”

"I thought she was different from other women." Yi Muchen smiled sadly.

"Miss Yuan is not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, it is normal to have a past, if the eldest young master doesn't like it, I will send her away."

"Sister Huang, go out first, I want to be alone for a while." Imuchen closed his eyes irritably.

"Okay, but you have to promise me not to hurt myself again."

"Don't worry, I won't." Yi Muchen raised his injured left hand, and the wound in his palm ached.

It wasn't worth hurting himself for such a woman, but he still impulsively hurt himself.