Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

She doesn't have much empathy for people she doesn't know well.

In political and political struggles, it is hard to tell which side is just. They are nothing more than dogs biting dog bones. Neither faction is purely good. Prepare to bet.

Or leave early.

Mu Baoer put on her coat and followed Ji Mo to go out. The banquet was in chaos, and there were a lot of screams and crying in fear. The ladies all looked terrified, but the men were relatively calm. After all, they had seen In a big scene, people who can guess a little bit of the inside story.

Mr. Carter was also pale, but calmly directed the scene.

Several men were carried out and given emergency first aid, which left a lot of blood on the carpet, but it seemed that the injuries were all fatal and there was no way to recover.Of course, if Corona shot, how could it be possible to leave alive.

Surrounded by friends and relatives of the deceased, they were crying desolately, in great pain.

Mu Bao'er didn't want to see those scenes, and wanted to walk away, but suddenly heard a heart-piercing cry mixed with the chaotic crying - Ye Weiwei.

Mu Baoer's pupils shrank, her face turned pale, she turned her head and rushed over, pushing away those surrounding her.

When she saw clearly that one of the dead people lying on the ground was Ye Weiwei's father, Ye Yuan, she trembled all over and could hardly stand.

Ye Weiwei knelt on the ground and hugged Ye Yuan's head tightly, her small body trembling non-stop, her terrified face was covered with tears, and she screamed in grief at Ye Yuan: Daddy, Daddy, don't die...

Fang Zhan was beside her, supporting her in great pain.

Mu Baoer's body was completely cold, and she looked at Ye Yuan who had lost her breath in disbelief.

It's not true, it's not true.

But Ye Weiwei's heart-piercing crying had to pull her back to reality, it was true, Ye Yuan was dead.

The Ye Yuan who led her and Ye Weiwei in just now died.

She mechanically walked to Ye Weiwei's side, seeing her crying bitterly while hugging Ye Yuan, seeing her losing her father at such a young age, her heart trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes, grieving for Ye Weiwei's grief.

Obviously such a lively and lovely child, who was teasing Fang Zhan with a smile just now, has suffered such a tragic change in the blink of an eye.

She didn't know how to comfort Ye Weiwei, so she could only stretch out her trembling hand and stroked Ye Weiwei's head: "Weiwei... Weiwei..."

"Don't cry." She couldn't say the words, it was too pale and powerless. No one could avoid the pain of experiencing the pain of the death of a loved one.

"Sister Bao'er, Dad, he's not dead..." Ye Weiwei threw herself into her arms, pulled her clothes, stared blankly at her, her voice was hoarse and trembling, "Tell me, he's not dead..."

"Weiwei..." Mu Baoer was startled and couldn't control her tears, so she could only hug her tightly, "Don't be sad, you still have us, we will always be by your side."

"But I want daddy, I just want daddy..."

Ye Weiwei shook her head frantically, pushed her away, and lay on Ye Yuan's body, crying in panic, looking up at the people around her.

"Please save him, save my father, don't let him die, I won't let him die...Call an ambulance...I want an ambulance."

"Weiwei, don't do this." Fang Zhan was also heartbroken seeing her crying so desolately, hugged her small body vigorously, and roared, "Sedative, get the sedative quickly."