Chapter 999: Treasure Hunting Game 10
Without hope, there is no disappointment. Guoguo was disappointed once, and the best way to prevent herself from being disappointed again is to never have hope again, not to mention that she is afraid of being separated from her uncle, and she is more and more resistant...

Guoguo twisted and twisted in uncle's arms, crying loudly: "uncle, I want to go home, woo woo..."

"Guoguo can't do this, Aunt Qingqing is really a mommy, is Guoguo obedient?" Dongfang Jing asked her in a low voice.Guoguo tightly hugged Dongfang Jing's neck, tears kept falling: "Don't! Don't! Mommy doesn't like Guoguo! Guoguo hates Mommy! Hates Mommy! Huh..."

Guoguo couldn't bear it any longer and let out all the grievances and longing for Mommy accumulated in her little heart, and cried so loudly.

Her accusation and crying made Qingqing feel unspeakable discomfort and self-blame.

She is indeed not a good mother, and she doesn't even know she has a daughter. Her self-blame and shame make it difficult for her to face her daughter's accusations and grievances at this moment.

Mo Bairan and Yunyun looked at Gu Zhizun and Qingqing with great sympathy.

There is probably no more depressing thing in this world than at this moment. A daughter doesn't want her parents, but she wants Dongfangjing in her parents' eyes.

Mo Bairan opened a bottle of red wine: "Come on, Young Master Gu, drink, and get drunk to relieve your worries."

Gu Zhizun held the wine and drank it up, his eyes were already soaked, and he held a fork in his hand, wishing to pierce Dongfang Jing's heart!
Yunyun pulled Qingqing over to sit down: "Qingqing, don't be sad, this matter can't be rushed, the child is still young and doesn't understand at all, at this time she can't tell the difference between an uncle and her parents, it's just that whoever accompanies her more, the child is white Paper, what color the adults paint on it will show the color, and you will be able to accept it slowly after a long time, don't rush it for a while."

Dongfang Jing hugged Guoguo away, and interacted with her quietly a few tables away, coaxing her for a long time, with extreme patience.

Seeing the pain, Gu Zhizun felt glaring, hugged her sad Qingqing in his arms, patted her shoulder with his palm, and comforted Qingqing at the same time: "Xiaobao didn't talk to me at the beginning, isn't he kissing us very much now? Be patient, we still have a long time to spend with Guoguo, the longer we spend together, the child will naturally know who treats her well."

Covering her mouth with her hand, she nodded in pain.

After marriage, she has been living very happily, and cherishes the hard-won happiness after the rest of her life, but today is really too uncomfortable, she can't control it, she nods in self-criticism, her voice is choked and uncontrollable: "I know, yes I'm not good, I haven't been a competent mother."

"It's not your fault." He held the back of her head, pressed her into his arms, and kissed her heart.

After a long time, Dongfang Jing came back holding Guoguo who was already smiling through tears, and took the initiative to send it to Qingqing's arms. I don't know what he told the child, but Guoguo didn't repel it so much at first, and even stretched out his little arm actively. He put his arms around Qingqing's neck, but his small mouth was raised high, obviously reluctant.

Qingqing finally hugged her daughter, and the moment her soft little body was stuck in her arms again, Qingqing's heart was soft and soft, and tears ran out of excitement. Although it was not the first time to hold Guoguo, but the one who had held Guoguo before How could the feeling be the same as the feeling at this moment?
Before, she just regarded Guoguo as an ordinary child;

But now, what she is hugging is her own flesh and blood that was born in October of her pregnancy, her flesh and blood!

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