Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 1127 Conspiracy Banquet (1)

The moment Ou Lan held the boy in her arms, the boy suddenly put his arms around her neck, and cried on her shoulder.

He was just a four-year-old kid.

But at such a young age, he has experienced hardships that adults can hardly imagine.

He has no relatives now, his father was taken away by the tsunami, and his mother was admitted to a mental hospital. During this period of time, he lived in an orphanage, and what he endured every day was loneliness and bullying from other children.

The young heart is riddled with holes.

He yearns for warmth, family affection and care, but no one gives it to him anymore.

When he saw Ou Lan, all he remembered was the gentle care that this beautiful aunt had given him. In an environment where family affection was extremely scarce, he suddenly felt warm.

When Ou Lan picked him up, he couldn't bear to leave her embrace anymore.

Her embrace was soft and warm, just like a mother.

Zhan Moxiao was standing not far from Ou Lan. When he saw his little wife's eyes were filled with tears.

The host still wanted to put on a show, standing by the side to be sensational. Although they were all praises for Ou Lan, it was very harsh to Ou Lan's ears, because the host didn't have much emotion in it, and he was still talking about the boy's love story. Miserable.

Memories of events like this are like rubbing salt in the wound for the boy.

She is willing to be a good person and do good deeds, but she is unwilling to use good people and good deeds to trample on the dignity of the people being helped.

So when the host came over with the microphone and wanted to ask the boy a few more questions in order to push the atmosphere to a more touching climax, Ou Lan turned around and walked away with the boy in his arms.

She can't afford to accompany the host to put on a show on stage.

The host froze in embarrassment.

Zhan Moxiao smiled to ease the atmosphere, "It's like this. My wife loves this boy very much, so she can't face everyone anymore. Let me say a few words for my wife."

The host hurriedly found the steps, "Everyone welcomes Lord Xiao."

There was applause from the audience, and every audience, as well as media reporters, were in tears, because they had seen the boy's deeds on TV.

It can be said that today’s wax figure admission ceremony hurt the boy for the nth time. Journalists went to the orphanage to interview him over and over again, and TV reporters went to film him over and over again. The boy brings the interview.

These people seem to have forgotten that they should give their children a quiet environment to grow up and let him forget those fearful and sad past events, instead of using them over and over again for show and news.

That's why Ou Lan left angrily.

Zhan Moxiao also hated this kind of thing, but he still maintained his image very well. After saying a few words for the occasion, he politely said goodbye to the host and left the stage.

Backstage, Ou Lan was hugging the boy and asking about the situation gently. Beside her were two orphanage staff, who were waiting to take the boy back.

The boy was in tears all the time, for fear that Ou Lan would leave him behind, a pair of small hands tightly grasped her skirt.

"Auntie." He called her very, very flatteringly, hoping she would keep him, like a poor little pet begging its owner to take him home.

Seeing the boy's appearance, Ou Lan was so distressed that she couldn't express it. She gently wiped the tears off the boy's face and asked him, "What's your name?"

"Bo Yi."

Ou Lan looked at the name tag on his wrist that the orphanage wears for each child, knew which two words it was, and hugged him into her arms again distressedly.

(End of this chapter)