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Although Xiao Chenyue has not had a mother since she was a child, the fatherly love she has received is very thick, and there is nothing missing in her young heart.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances, and it is not under our control, in the few years of her father's life, he donated his cornea on the grounds of being able to find a reliable support for Xiao Chenyue to live in.

Shi Yingjie sighed that God still sympathizes with the weak and favors the weak......

Three months ago, Murong Tianao of the Murong family, that is, Murong Haizhong's son, had a serious car accident during a family outing, he and his wife both died, and the fifteen-year-old son Murong Tingxuan also injured his eyes and lost his sight.

After coming and going, after some twists and turns, the recipient of Yingjie's cornea happened to be fifteen-year-old Murong Tingxuan.

A week ago, Shi Yingjie passed away, and he also underwent corneal transplantation for Murong Tingxuan, and from that day on, Xiao Chenyue was brought into Murong Mansion.

A three-year-old child, her mind is very simple, she didn't know about her father's death, and entered the Murong Mansion, for Xiao Chenyue, it was a place so big that she couldn't see the edges, every corner was like what she painted in her fairy tale book, she was fresh and curious for two days, running around like a little wild horse off the rope in the boundless mansion, and her elf-like laughter was everywhere in the Murong Mansion......

Xiao Chenyue has seen a lot of things that she has never seen before, and she has eaten a lot of delicious things that she has never eaten or seen......

Ran Le was only two days and one night, and when she ate the next night, in the face of a table full of delicious food, Xiao Chenyue did not widen her eyes and drool like she did yesterday, but looked at her grandfather who was sitting next to her with a blank look, and the corners of her mouth began to bend downward, and she said timidly: "Grandpa, I miss my father, I want to find my father." ”

Murong Haizhong's once resolute heart instantly became a glass heart, his eyes were also slightly red, sad and helpless, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he didn't know what to say to Xiao Chenyue, her father had repeatedly prayed not to let his Yue'er know the fact that he had abandoned her.

Murong Haizhong wanted to speak several times, and finally in Xiao Chenyue's pitiful innocent eyes, his trembling voice sounded: "Your father went to see your mother." ”

"Grandpa lied, my dad said that he would not go to see my mother until I had a prince, grandpa lied, grandpa lied, I want to find my dad...... I'm looking for my daddy....."

Xiao Chenyue's stubborn voice became louder again, but it was mixed with crying, in her mind, her father would never lie to her, so she didn't believe what her grandfather said, it must be that her grandfather was lying to her, she didn't meet the prince, how could her father leave her alone to see her mother?

From that day on, Xiao Chenyue was like a bird trapped in a cage, no longer laughing, and not talking much......

Murong Haizhong felt like a cramp every time he saw Yue'er without a smile, he thought that Yue'er was optimistic and cheerful, but he didn't expect that he was still a stubborn child, and he couldn't listen to anything except for looking for his father.

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At this moment, Murong Haizhong looked at the depressed and lonely Xiao Chenyue on the swing chair, and his heart was also extremely sad, there was no way to enlighten Xiao Chenyue, and he felt ashamed of Shi Yingjie's trust.

"Master, the car is ready, and the little master can see the light again today." The housekeeper Cheng Nan walked to Murong Haizhong's side, wanting to comfort him, but he couldn't find a suitable reason.

Murong Haizhong seemed reluctant and helpless to withdraw his gaze from the small square, lowered his head and closed his sour eyes for a while, sighed lamentingly, and then slowly raised his head, his eyes drifted to Xiao Chenyue's direction again uncontrollably, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Has everyone in your family moved in?" ”

Cheng Nan replied in a low voice and calmly: "Everything has been moved, and the children can live in today, and when the time comes, Miss Yue may have a playmate, and she will slowly become happy." ”

Cheng Nan has a four-year-old son, and in order to let Xiao Chenyue get out of the unhappiness of losing his father as soon as possible, Murong Haizhong asked him to take his wife and children into the Murong Mansion to live.

Old Master Murong's thoughtful eyes fixed on Xiao Chenyue for a long time, before he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, slowly turned around, and said to Cheng Nan in a low voice: "Let's go!" After speaking, he held the dragon head in his hand and turned to leave.

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In a high-end ward, a fifteen-year-old sunny young man, his eyes were covered with white veil, his thin lips were pursed, he couldn't see any emotion, he just sat motionless on the white hospital bed, as if meditating, waiting for the doctor to come and remove the gauze, Murong Tingxuan spent the darkest three months of his life here, he couldn't see, he didn't ask anyone a word about his parents, but he knew very well in his heart that his parents had left him, leaving him forever, and only the elderly grandfather could accompany him in the future, So he told himself he had to be strong......

This is a presidential suite-style ward, with excellent lighting, the sun is shining warmly on the hospital bed, Murong Tingxuan's straight body exudes an abnormal brilliance, there are two servants who take care of him closely, at this time, a servant is reading his textbook to him, he is still a junior high school student, and his studies are naturally very important.

In fact, he just wanted to use this way to divert his attention, so as not to let himself always fall into grief......

When Murong Haizhong entered the door, the maid consciously stopped reading, and the two servants responded at the same time: "Master." ”

"Hasn't the doctor come yet?"

Murong Haizhong's deep and cold voice sounded, and he looked at Murong Tingxuan with a somewhat sad expression, fortunately, his grandson will soon be able to regain his light, and there was a hint of expectation in his lonely eyes.

"I'll be coming right away." The servant replied earnestly and cautiously.

"How is Xuan'er feeling?" Murong Haizhong spoke to Murong Tingxuan, his tone was obviously much more relaxed, and he was in a slightly happy mood, since the accident, Murong Tingxuan had hardly spoken much, and Murong Haizhong was also anxious, so he had to force himself to appear more relaxed......