When Mu Xiaocheng went downstairs, Shen Yiming was still slumped on the sofa, bored playing games.

When he saw her coming down, he quickly asked, "How is it?" ”

Mu Xiaocheng's eyes were red and she looked very pitiful.

Shen Yiming panicked all of a sudden.

"That guy can't be bullying you, is he? It's too much, it's too much to deceive people, this is, I ...... I'll beat him up, ouch~"

Because he was too excited to speak, he accidentally pulled the injured place, and Shen Yiming screamed in pain.

"Shen Yiming, let's go back."

Mu Xiaocheng's voice was soft, and her tone did not fluctuate.

Shen Yiming was frightened by her appearance.

Obediently, this girl won't be stimulated?

She and Ji Huaishen, is it really impossible?

Shen Yiming took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the power of the desolation in his body.

"Let's go, brother will take you home."

Mu Xiaocheng nodded and walked out of the gate with Shen Yiming.

Ji Huaishen sat by the window on the second floor, opened the curtains, and looked at the back that was gradually moving away below.

She seems to have really lost a lot of weight.

Looks even thinner and smaller.

The back looks so stubborn and arrogant, which makes people feel distressed.

He sometimes wondered if he would be too selfish to do so.

Perhaps, she will not dislike him.

She may not really be disgusted, but he doesn't want to see sympathy in her eyes, see guilt, see what he doesn't want to see.

He didn't want to use this injury to win her sympathy.

I don't want to delay her because of this.

Now he is indeed not worthy of her.

Looking at the figure that gradually disappeared from his field of vision, layers of fog gradually rose in Ji Huaishen's eyes.

He couldn't face her, and he didn't dare.

Baby, this time, you're going to be nice.

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The matter of Mu Xiaocheng and Ji Huaishen, Meng Xunqian also knew more or less.

Seeing her come back in a low mood, Meng Xunqian couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Xiaocheng didn't speak, her face looked bad, and her lips were pale.

The already thin body now seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

When Mu Xiaocheng saw Meng Xunqian, the grievances in her heart suddenly came to her heart.

She suddenly threw herself into Meng Xunqian's arms.

Tears burst out of his eyes.

She finally burst into tears.

She was really tired.

In the past two months, all the depression in my heart seems to be pouring out at this moment.

Meng Xunqian frowned, but he didn't care about saying anything, just patted her back gently like he did when he was a child.

Pacify her.

You don't need to ask her the reason to know that this little girl must have been wronged by Ji Huaishen.

Ji Huaishen wants a divorce.

Come to think of it, there is no possibility for the two of them.

Meng Xunqian narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew that Ji Huaishen was such a person, he shouldn't have handed over the orange to him.

But reason told him that Ji Huaishen was not such a person.

He is more possessive than anyone else, and it is impossible for him to take the initiative to file for divorce.

Unless, he really has something unspeakable.

Mu Xiaocheng cried for a long time, tired of crying, and suddenly calmed down like a nobody.

Meng Xunqian was distressed, and talked to her for a while, knowing that she was finally willing to rest, so he left with confidence.

He was going to find Ji Huaishen.

He wanted to ask Mr. Ji personally why he did this.

Orange Orange was his most precious person, and he couldn't bear to see her like this.

He didn't believe that Ji Huaishen was really so ruthless.

Watching her cry, isn't he distressed at all?

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I found that some of you are really good, and you have to complain (laugh and cry) even when I change the cover.

I saw that there were still children asking "Is Mr. Ji's leg really not better" The answer to this question is very clear, they are all amputated, they will definitely not be good, and if they can't accept it, they can abandon the text, or skip this paragraph and not read it.

I said that the text will be finished in July, and there is no doubt about it.

Because I wrote that I was too tired and wanted to rest.

(End of chapter)