Lin Yiyi caressed Jian Junxi's face full of fingerprints distressedly, and choked up: "Xue'er, I'm sorry, my mother shouldn't have beaten you, my mother is just too anxious."

It's all my fault, it's none of your father's business, it's Nangong Jing I chose, and I told Mo Zixuan, if you want to blame me, blame me!

As long as you are willing to live, your mother will really promise you everything, you can take revenge if you want it, and if you don't want Nangong Jing, you don't want Nangong Jing

If you don't want to ignore Mo Zixuan, we will ignore Mo Zixuan, and my mother promises to never care about it anymore, okay? Please don't give up.

Otherwise, I'll let you and your dad take some face and go to see Weiwei and Master Jiang under Jiuquan...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Right...... Daddy promised you too...... From now on...... It's all up to you...... Mom and Dad listen to you for everything...... Cher, don't be upset......"

Yang Hui helped her wipe her tears while crying and persuading.

"Hmm......" Jian Junxi's low sobbing was sad and desolate, like someone lifting the bad scar again, and sprinkling a handful of salt fiercely, grieving.

Since Nangong Jing's disappearance, she has been very calm, including meeting again, she decided to let go, she is still very calm, even if she uses the child to force them as husband and wife, she is terrifyingly sensible!

It's not that she doesn't hurt, but she presses all the pain to the bottom of her heart.

And at this moment, it is equivalent to a spring that is pressed to the bottom, and it can no longer be pressed.

It's like a sponge that sucks up water, accumulating so much pain and tears that there is no room for it anymore.

At this moment, it was as if the meridians of the whole body were completely broken, and it completely exploded......

At first, Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui both thought that as long as she cried, it would be fine.

But seeing her mood becoming more and more collapsed, crying endlessly, they began to feel scared, and suddenly panicked.

This grief-stricken cry made Lin Yiyi's heart like a knife, and she persuaded distressedly:

"Cher...... Don't you do that...... Mom looked so sad...... Later...... Mom and Dad really listen to you...... Don't be sad, okay...... Woowoo woo ......"

She couldn't hear a word, but her tears were like a torrent that opened the floodgates, and it was hard to collect them.

"Cher...... It's all bad parents...... Later...... Just our family of four...... No one loves it anymore......

Woowoo...... Whatever you say is what it is...... We all listen to you......" Yang Hui wailed in pain.

Jian Junxi's grief was like a ruthless sword, cutting his heart and intestines fiercely, and the muddy tears with remorse kept flowing out.

He really regretted it, why didn't he listen to her in the first place, what about artificial insemination?

No matter how much she is injured, she will never be so injured, how strong a girl they are, they have never frowned after countless hardships, and they have never been sad

Now she is hurt like this by a relationship, and she feels sorry for her, but she doesn't know how to help her.

Jian Junxi still clutched her chest and sobbed, there seemed to be a boulder pressing down on that place, in fact, she didn't want to cry, but her heart was so painful and painful.

The pain made it difficult for her to breathe, the pain was so overwhelming that she just wanted to find a place to hide, but she didn't know where to hide?

The past replays in her mind, all of which make her feel painful, and most importantly, the never-ending torture terrifies her.

There were bursts of ant-like pain in her head, and she gasped in pain.

There seemed to be something surging violently in her chest, and she pushed them away violently.

"Puff ......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the floor red for nearly three meters.

(End of chapter)