"Now, there is only one last step left before destroying Ju downstairs, what are you still doing in a daze?!" Qin Poju covered his cheeks, looked in another direction with fierce eyes, raised his foot and kicked a kitchen knife at the girl's feet!

By now, he's completely insane!

Hostile takeover!

Collusion with the Black Sun!

Tournament cooking poison!

Murder your own father-in-law!

Every thing exposed here is enough to ruin him and shatter his bones!

Only by making a desperate bet and successfully completing his plan will he be the final big winner!

"Miss Xiaoju!"

Wang Quan's eyes twitched, he looked at the girl who was still hanging by the stove, and said urgently: "Miss Xiaoju I know will never hurt others!" ”

Qin Pojuyuan opened his eyes and clenched his hands vigorously: "Now that it's happened, do you want to retreat?!" In order to achieve your wishes, you can throw away everything and destroy anyone, don't you even have this kind of awareness?! ”

"Miss Xiaoju!"

"Enough!"

Ju Xiaoju grabbed her hair hard, shouted, and sat on her knees weakly, her painfully closed eyes covered by drooping hair.

"Mom's ......"

He muttered silently, tears slowly squeezing out of the corners of his eyes.

Tell me......

What the hell am I going to do......

"Kiku."

The short hair glowed chestnut in the sun, and the woman in the wide coat had a sickly face, leaning against the head of the bed in front of the window and smiling slightly: "The flower language of the aster is, reliable love, please believe me...... This is the first flower my dad gave me, I usually look so dull, but my heart is very romantic. ”

"Then, what kind of chrysanthemum is Xiaoju's chrysanthemum, and what is the flower language?"

"Xiao Ju, ......"

The woman stretched out her hand and stroked the hair next to her ears, coughed lightly, and smiled softly: "Xiaoju is Xiaoju, and the flower language is a treasure given to us by God." ”

The stupid hair tied by the cherry head rope shook slightly, and the short-haired little girl hugged her hands and puffed out her cheeks like a little pufferfish: "What, it must have been made up by my mother anyway, right?!" ”

"No, it's not."

The woman reached out and touched the little girl's head: "Dad said it." ”

"So, Xiaoju shouldn't be angry with her father anymore, okay? For Dad, Xiaoju is a very precious treasure......"

"I don't want it!"

The little girl shook off the woman's hand, ran to the door quickly, and clenched her fists hard: "Not only did she not treat my mother, but she also sent us to this kind of place, I hate my father the most!" ”

"Xiaoju!"

"Miss Xiaoju!"

An anxious voice came from a distance, making Ju Xiaoju suddenly raise her head and look into the distance with wide eyes.

In a group of black monsters, with the silver light shining, a handsome figure raised his hand to block the gravel and rushed towards her step by step.

It gradually coincided with the gentle face that frowned slightly in his memory......

"There are some words, some things, once they are said and done, they cannot be taken back...... It's going to make people regret it for life! ”

Wang Quan squinted one eye and gritted his teeth: "Miss Xiaoju, admit it, you didn't lose to me, but to your father's cooking!" ”

"You're also a chef, you don't get it! A chef who can make dishes that touch people's hearts, touch the realm of the gods, and convey his emotions to others will never sacrifice his family for a selfish wish! ”

"That!"

Ju Xiaoju's pupils trembled slightly, pursed her lips vigorously, and stood up hunched: "Then is it fake that I was sent to my hometown by him?!" ”

"Is that mother's death fake?!"

"Then he didn't rush back to see his mother for the last time, is it fake?!"

"Of course I would love to hope that my mother and I are his treasures!"

"But ......"

"But ......"

Tears rolled in her eyes, and Ju Xiaoju pointed to her eyes: "But it's too honest, so honest that I can't be a big liar and deceive my heart!" ”

"So I'm the most hateful, the most hated......"

"Daddy~"

A childish voice sounded in the hall, and suddenly it was like a breeze blowing, making the girl's expression slightly stunned, and her eyes widened to look at the huge curtain hanging down from the second floor.

A little girl with pigtails above waved her hands and giggled.

Immediately after that, one photo after another appeared, flashing on the screen, and the little girl on it also grew up quickly with the photo.

The pigtails turned into short hair, and the bib pants became dresses.

3 years old...... 5 years old...... 10 years old...... 15 years old......

Then, the photo stops at 15 years old.

Immediately after that, the picture shook for a while, and a face of vicissitudes and decadence appeared, the eyes were still kind, but the hair was mottled with white hair.

"Sorry......"

The man in the picture smiled lightly: "Let you see my embarrassed side, Xiaoju." ”

"You must hate me by now, thinking that I am an incompetent father and not a good husband."

The man sighed slightly, reached out and grabbed his hair, his eyes were confused: "I don't know how to justify, because it's true, I didn't take care of you, let alone save your mother." ”

"It's a little ashamed to say it, when you came to me to quarrel, my first thought was, hate it, as long as you are happy......"

The man sneered, covered his forehead and shook his head: "But after you leave, as long as I think that maybe my dereliction of duty will make you miserable for the rest of your life, I will not be able to sit still." ”

"So Xiaoju."

"Listen to my quibbles, I may have been derelict in my duties, but I am by no means a selfish and indifferent person, as you say."

The man's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Your mother suffers from a very serious immunodeficiency disease, and after giving birth to you during pregnancy, her immunity has further declined, and for as long as you can remember, she has been suffering from major and minor illnesses until you are thirteen years old, and finally reached the worst stage......"

"The plan given by the hospital is to let her go to the hospital to recuperate, but then she will have to live in a sterile ward for the rest of her life."

"Your mother didn't want to do that, she wanted to be able to smell the flowers, she wanted to be able to hold you, so she refused such a plan."

"And I was not reconciled, at this time I remembered the myth I had heard, so ...... You probably know the rest of the story. ”

The man smiled tiredly: "Fate did not favor me, and on the day I finished the dish, I received the news of your mother's death...... Even the legendary mythical bird cannot reverse life and death and resurrect the dead. ”

"I'm sorry......"

"It's really bad to have a dad like me."

Scratching his head, the man seemed a little cramped, and looked at the camera expectantly: "But, no matter what, Xiaoju, don't be affected by my bastard father, just forget all your troubles and keep smiling and living!" ”

"After all......"

"Our little chrysanthemum loves to laugh the most......"

The man's embarrassed smile slowly disappeared, and a double-petaled aster gradually appeared on the curtain, swaying in the wind in front of the door of the chrysanthemum downstairs.

This was followed by the second plant...... The third plant...... All the way up to the eighteenth plant......

Then the picture shows a smiling girl with a bright smile, holding a strong arm in her left hand and a slender arm in her right hand, and the dull hair on her head is flying in the wind.

"The flower language of the aster is, reliable love, please believe me, the two-petaled aster is ......"

Breathing rapidly, tears flowed silently down her cheeks, and Ju Xiaoju's eyes widened.

Immediately after that, a line of words slowly appeared on the curtain.

[I share joy with you]

【Treasure dedicated to me......】