Devil husband is a little small

Mu Wanxi was stunned, and said slowly for a long time, "Amu, thank you for telling me the truth, and thank you for saving me from the car accident before. But—"

The weak voice paused, and when he looked at him again, he was a little more hesitant and hazy, "I can't promise you."

"Why?" Yin Mujue frowned, did she really care about Xiao Jia's existence so much?

"Leave aside that I am your sister and you have children, there are too many hurts and scars between us. You got it from my mother, I got it from you, all these things don't just say a word It’s really all over. At least those scars and pain are still here with me, and I can’t help but dare not forget.”

The light white fingers landed on the position of his heart, and the heartbeat was not so strong and vivid.She didn't dare to forget the hurt and pain because she was afraid that once forgotten, the new hurt and pain would drive her into hell again at an unexpected moment.

If the heart does not move, there will be no pain; if the emotion moves, it will all be suffering.

With so much going on, she had learned not to hope, and where there was no hope there was no despair.

No matter how hurt or hurt, she can still tell herself that she is used to it, and everything has become a habit.

Yin Mujue saw hesitation and hope in her clean eyes, it was something that came out from the bottom of her heart, not because she was willful or playing tricks, taking advance as retreat, but because she was really timid, afraid to dare to stop To hope for too much.

I would rather be in a state of being hurt all the time than be praised to heaven and fall into hell all at once.

The previous incidents really hurt her too much, and caused a huge shadow in her heart. It's normal that she couldn't get out of it for a while.

Warm fingers stretched out to hold her hand firmly, the falling fine black hair covered the eyes but could not cover the light in the eyes, the voice was filled with a touch of warmth, "I understand, I will give you time .Time will make you slowly indifferent to the scars of the past. As long as you don't mind Xiaojia's existence, I am confident that you can trust me again."

The water eyes met his gaze, the black eyes were shining brightly, more determined.There was a wry smile on his pale lips, a little desolate.

He doesn't even believe in himself, where does he have the confidence to believe in himself?

Yin Mujue went for a checkup, while Mu Wanxi stayed in the ward to rest.She was a little curious about the child, so she went to the children's ward area based on her memory.

The door of the ward was open, and the bright light drove away the darkness in the room, and the bright light enveloped the sickly pale cheeks on the hospital bed, immature and green, and a pair of eyes as black as basalt stones, reflecting Qin Wanwan's tender and doting expression .

There is a bit of Yin Mujue's childhood shadow between Xiao Jia's eyebrows, especially the eyes and nose seem to be carved out of the same mold.It's just that Yin Mujue gave people more stubbornness and tenacity when he was young, while Xiao Jia probably felt weak because of his illness, as thin as a gust of wind could blow him away.

In fact, if Yin Mujue hadn't been abused by his mother when he was young, he might have been as good-looking and lovely as Xiao Jia.

Qin Wanwan wiped off the sweat from Xiaojia's forehead, and was about to buy him something to eat when she turned around and saw Mu Wanxi standing at the door of the ward.

Mu Wanxi wanted to avoid it, but she didn't have time. She was seen, so she could only bite the bullet and walk in, and said lightly, "I'm just here to take a look."

After all, my own bone marrow was drawn to Xiaojia's body, so I was more or less curious and thirsty for knowledge.

"Xiaojia, this is Dad's older sister, who is also your aunt. She donated bone marrow for your treatment. Thank you aunt quickly." Qin Wanwan turned sideways and spoke in a gentle tone, introducing them.

Xiaojia's youthful cheeks were slightly tired, and seeing Mu Wanxi in her dark eyes, she shouted vigorously, "Auntie, thank you for donating bone marrow to save Xiaojia, thank you."

aunt! !

Mu Wanxi was instantly hit by these two words, and Yin Mujue's words were still vivid in her ears. Facing Xiaojia's pure and innocent eyes at this moment, it seemed that she instantly reflected her own unbearable feelings, and stood there for a while, not knowing what to do. What kind of reaction was just pulling her lips mechanically, and the smile was far-fetched.

"I'm going to buy some food for Xiaojia, please watch him for a few minutes, I'll be back soon." Qin Wanwan said facing her, without the slightest worry.

Only the two of them could hear Mu Wanxi's low voice, "Aren't you afraid that I might do something to Xiaojia?"

"You won't." Qin Wanwan smiled lightly, her voice was equally low, and it drifted faintly to Mu Wanxi's ears, "Your biggest weakness is that you are too kind. You are so kind that you don't even have the heart to hurt your enemies, let alone Jue. children."

Mu Wanxi was shocked.

Qin Wanwan turned her head and gave Xiao Jia a smile, "Xiao Jia, listen to your aunt obediently and don't lose your temper, you know? Mom will be back soon."

When passing by Mu Wanxi's side, there was no pause in her footsteps, and a faint smile floated on the corner of her mouth, determined and confident.

There were only Mu Wanxi and Xiaojia left in the ward. She lowered her eyelids to hide the gloom in her eyes. She never thought about her kindness, and she couldn't bear it. In their eyes, it was the weapon that hurt her the most.

Even Qin Wanwan dared to hand over Xiao Jia to herself with confidence, knowing that she would not do anything to this child.

At this moment, Xiao Jia looked at Mu Wanxi with wide eyes, as if she wanted to see something from her, but her cheeks were too pale, her eyes gradually lost their luster, and she seemed a little tired and wanted to rest.

"Are you——father's sister, or aunt?" Xiao Jia's voice was slightly hoarse and weak.

Mu Wanxi nodded, "Yes!"

"You're beautiful." Xiao Jia's thin lips gently squeezed out a smile, and when she smiled, her eyes curved upwards, her sweet, innocent smile was especially clean.

"Uh..." Mu Wanxi didn't react for a while.

"You and Dad are both beautiful, but they look different." Xiaojia explained. .

Mu Wanxi went to sit beside him and looked at Xiao Jia carefully. The child's eyes were really clean and beautiful, like stars in the sky.

"Because I am a girl and my father is a boy, they look different."

Xiaojia nodded half-understood, and then asked: "Did you grow up with Dad? Was Dad sick when he was young?"

Recalling Yin Mujue's childhood, he should be the same as Xiaojia before he entered Mu's house, but he was healthy, Yin Mujue who entered Mu's house might not be as good as Xiaojia at this moment.

"Dad was sick when he was young, but he recovered from his strong health." Mu Wanxi said softly, facing the innocent child, her heart couldn't help softening, "So Xiaojia must grow up strong, and will Be healthy."

Xiao Jia smiled, and stretched out her hands to Mu Wanxi, "Auntie, can I hug you?"

Mu Wanxi was startled, she didn't expect that he would suddenly want to hug her, her body was stiff for a long time, she always felt a little awkward, facing his innocent and evil eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse, she gently bent down and reached out to hug his soft body , small, soft, softer than the dolls I played with when I was young; there is no other child's milk fragrance on my body, which is covered by the smell of medicine.

I can't help but feel distressed and regretful. It is such a sad thing that such a lovely child has been tortured by illness since he was a child. He cannot enjoy the happiness of children of the same age and is locked up in the ward all day long.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help tightening my arms to hug the child.

At this moment, he has forgotten that he is Qin Wanwan's child, Qin Wanwan and Yin Mujue's child.

"Auntie, I like to hug you." Xiao Jia whispered, with a smile on her lips, "I can feel that my aunt really likes me, so hugging me is different from those uncles and aunts who hug me."

It is said that the child's feelings are pure and innocent, and he can tell whether others are treating him well.

Mu Wanxi ran her fingers gently through his soft black hair, "Xiao Jia is a smart and well-behaved child."

"Auntie, will you come to see me in the future?" Xiao Jia looked at her with wide eyes, full of expectation.Maybe it's because a person is too lonely in the ward, so he really wants someone to see him.

"If you have time, my aunt will definitely come to see you, okay?" Mu Wanxi's eyes were gentle and her tone was very light, "Xiaojia should obediently listen to the doctor's uncle and the nurse's sister, and take care of yourself when you get well. I can leave the hospital."

Should be some with each other.Xiao Jia nodded seriously, hooking her little finger with her little finger, "Auntie, I will treat you well when I grow up."

Mu Wanxi's eyes froze, she didn't understand why he said that suddenly.

"Father said that it was my aunt who saved Xiao Jia's life, and Xiao Jia should treat her well when she grows up."

Hundreds of emotions rushed into my heart at once, and I didn't know what to say.She never expected that Yin Mujue would mention herself in front of Xiao Jia.

Yin Mujue's wheelchair stopped at the door of the ward. He saw Mu Wanxi hugging Xiaojia, seeing her talking to Xiaojia tenderly, looking at Xiaojia with such tender eyes, and thinking of the child they lost.

If she stayed, Mu Wanxi's expression should be more gentle and pampering than now.

"Father..." Xiaojia saw Yin Mujue at the door with sharp eyes, her brows were filled with joy, and she called again with a smile, "Dad."

Mu Wanxi turned her head and fell into Yin Mujue's deep eyes unexpectedly. After a few seconds of being absent-minded, she looked away and stood up, "Xiaojia, aunt is leaving. See you next time."

"Auntie wants to go with Dad?" Xiao Jia's eyes immediately filled with disappointment, and her expression was lonely.

Mu Wanxi didn't turn her head, but looked sideways at Yin Mujue, and said to Xiao Jia, "Father and aunt have something to go back, so be good."

Xiao Jia nodded, obediently not daring to ask them to stay with her.

"Daddy, aunt, goodbye."

Mu Wanxi hesitated for a few seconds and walked to the wheelchair behind him. When she turned around, she couldn't help but look at Xiao Jia more. Xiao Jia was looking at them with a lonely look in her eyes.

After they walked out of the ward, the nurse immediately went in to take care of Xiaojia. Mu Wanxi followed Yin Mujue into the elevator, Yin Mujue's stern silhouette was reflected on the silver wall, she squinted at Mu Wanxi from the corner of her eye, and held Mu Wanxi's hand with her fingers.

Mu Wanxi wanted to shake off his hand, but Yin Mujue held it tighter.

"You don't seem to dislike Xiao Jia very much."

"Xiaojia is Xiaojia, you and I are you and me, two different things." Mu Wanxi finally shook off his hand, moved her footsteps away, made sure that he would not touch her again, and continued: "I am willing to save Xiao Jia, it’s because he’s just a innocent child and has nothing to do with our generation! This doesn’t mean that I will have anything to do with you, Yin Mujue, do you know what I was thinking when Xiao Jia called me aunt?”

"Thinking about what?"

"I'm thinking—" Mu Wanxi's bright eyes met him, gloomy and flowing, her thin lips were lightly pursed, and she paused every word, "We, we, really, dirty."

Obviously she is Xiaojia's real aunt, but she got involved with his father. Others didn't feel anything, and she was the first to feel dirty.Xiao Jia doesn't know now, but if he knows in the future, what will he think of his father and his aunt?

I really hope that he will never know in this life, that his clean and clear mind will not be stained with dust by this secular world.

Yin Mujue's face gradually became stiff until it reached color.

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nightclub.

On the other side of the splendor is decay and darkness. The flickering colorful lights blur every fat, oily face and youthful silhouette. The air is intertwined with lust and cheap perfume.

Yu Chiheng was sitting in the manager's office flipping through the accounts, his brows were raised, and the corner of his mouth was showing a cynical and careless smile.

The manager stood aside, not daring to take a breath, timidly peeking at Yu Chiheng's expression from time to time to react, seeing that he was always smiling, the tight string in his heart gradually relaxed, as if he was about to pass the test.

Who knows-

In the next second, Yu Chiheng directly threw the account book in front of the manager, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Our business is going to close down? This is not enough to pay for it! Are you kidding me?"

The manager was in a cold sweat, and quickly explained, "Master Yuchi has been under intense investigation by the police recently, we really can't do anything about it! We have already talked to Mr. Jian about this situation..."

"You're using the old man to suppress me now?" Yu Chiheng stood up, staring at him with his eyes high above his head, "Is what I'm talking about farting right now?"

"No, Master Yuchi, listen to my explanation. We are..."

"It's so noisy." Shang Qiansa, who had been sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, suddenly raised her head, and raised her beautiful Liu eyebrows lightly, "Sao Baonan, you are so noisy. It made me fail in the last level."

The mobile phone was placed in front of them, showing Tetris impressively.

The manager said, I have never seen a woman dare to be so presumptuous in front of Master Yuchi, yet Master Yuchi is not angry at all.

Yu Chiheng pulled his lips and laughed jokingly, "Then what do you want to do? Baby..."

Shang Qiansa put away the phone and stood up directly, with a calm face, and asked calmly, "Can I do whatever I want?"

"Of course... my baby!" Yu Chiheng had a wicked smile on his lips, the domineering aura in his body was born with him, and he couldn't breathe.

"Master Yuchi..."

The manager was startled, before he finished speaking, Shang Qiansa directly took the crystal ashtray on the coffee table and slammed it on the manager's head. Immediately, bright red blood flowed out violently, and the huge office reverberated like killing a pig. screams.

Ji Yiyu: 8000 words are updated today, and there is another update, which is being written, please stay safe and don't worry.