Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 2577 Dad doesn't want him anymore...

Yiran shook her head, her voice choked up, "Yiran...Yiran doesn't drink."

"Your name is also the same?"

"Yes, Yiran's name is Gu Yiran." Yiran raised her tear-wet eyelashes, "Are you grandma?"

Meeting his wet eyes, Mrs. Zhao couldn't deny it, she nodded, "Yes."

"Hello, grandma." Although she was extremely sad, she still said hello obediently.

Mrs. Zhao took out a few facial tissues and wiped his tears for him. As soon as his little face was dried, new tears immediately rolled down and wet his face.

"Don't cry, okay?"

Yiran tightly closed his small mouth, not daring to cry out. He looked at Mrs. Zhao pitifully, fearing that she would get angry.

Mrs. Zhao was a little bored. She got up and asked the servant to take care of him. She went upstairs with her mobile phone and called Zhao Qiuxu.

Zhao Qiuxu, who has a class today, is currently in class at University A. When her phone vibrated, she glanced at it and didn't answer it.

She didn't call Mrs. Zhao back until after class, "Mom, are you looking for me?"

"Xuxu, is get out of class over yet?"

"Just finished class, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Zhao hesitated to speak, "Xu Xu, you should hurry home."

Zhao Qiuxu's heart sank, did something happen?

After repeated questioning, Mrs. Zhao finally said: "Yi Ran, that child, I don't know who sent him to the door. He has been crying. Come back."

Mrs. Zhao was also helpless, so she had to ask Zhao Qiuxu to come back quickly.

Also at home?
Zhao Qiuxu immediately turned around and ran out, rushing home as fast as possible.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Qiuxu came home out of breath.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he heard Yiran sobbing so hard that he couldn't help himself.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the one who drooped his head suddenly raised his head.

Through blurred tears, he saw Zhao Qiuxu, jumped off the sofa, and ran towards her, "Mom..."

The voice of crying hoarsely sounded extremely worrying.

Zhao Qiuxu squatted down and caught Ye Yan firmly. She raised his chin and looked at him carefully.

A pair of eyes were red and swollen from crying, her voice was hoarse, and her small body was still twitching uncontrollably.

"It's okay, don't cry." Zhao Qiuxu hugged him into his arms, patted his back lightly, and comforted him.

"Woooo..." Ye Ran was too sad to be herself.

Dad is gone...

Dad doesn't want him anymore...

He doesn't want to lose his father...

"Give me a wet towel." Zhao Qiuxu picked it up and walked to the sofa.

The servant immediately nodded, "Yes, Miss."

Zhao Qiuxu took out a few facial tissues and covered his nose, "It's the same, use your strength."

She also cooperated, blowing her nose vigorously, and the servant came quickly with a wet towel, "Miss, wet towel."

Taking the wet towel, Zhao Qiuxu gently wiped his face, which was full of tears, old and new intertwined.

His little hand held her hand tightly, fearing that she would leave. He lost his father and could no longer be without his mother.

"Also, who sent you here?" Zhao Qiuxu asked softly while wiping his face again and again.

As soon as this topic was brought up, Yiran's tears that had just stopped fell again, "Yes... Dad sent... sent Yiran here."

"What about him?"

"Father, don't...don't be the same..." Yiran said, buried her head in her neck, let go of her voice and began to cry.

Zhao Qiuxu's eyes were a bit complicated, and she hugged her as well, coaxing softly while asking the servant to bring over the food.

(End of this chapter)