Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 402

　In the evening, the two little babies, the boy holding a bowl of Gu Yimi's favorite preserved egg soup, and the girl holding a piece of Gu Yimi's favorite sweet corn, walked into Gu Yimi's mouth s room.

　The curtains were drawn, and the setting sun shone into the room through the gap.

　The woman sitting in the corner, her bloodless face was stained with the blood red of the setting sun, her whole body had a decadent and elegant beauty, just like a lonely and sad woman in a painting, with a Instant freeze.

　The two baby boys looked at each other in unison, then climbed onto the big bed and approached their mommy.

　"Mommy, come on, Momo specially taught Ming Ming how to cook sweet corn today, Mommy, try it and see if the corn Momo cooked for the first time is delicious."

　As he said that, Gu Tianmo stretched out the sweet corn that was just warm in his hand towards Gu Yimi's mouth.

　"Mommy, would you like some soup?" Gu Tianming looked at Mommy who was completely indifferent to the sweet corn Momo handed over, a dark and cold light flashed across Liuli's eyes.

　This was the first time Momo Mingming saw such a mommy.

　In France, no matter what difficulties and hardships Mommy encountered, she has never been like this.

　Gu Yimi locked herself again.

　Locked into that lonely world, he licked the wound on his body, but the blood couldn't stop flowing down, converging into a broken river of blood.

　No sound could be heard, only her meager heartbeat and hard breathing.

　
　Gu Tianming looked deeply at his mother, that sad expressionless face and cold voice broke Gu Yimi's lonely world where vines grew wildly.

　"Mum, do you still love Ji Zefeng?"

　Those pure black eyes that seemed to be able to absorb people's souls looked straight at Gu Yimi's empty eyes.

　The three words "Ji Zefeng" are like a key, a key that can open Gu Yimi's world. The woman's big empty eyes gradually condensed a layer of bright flames. In the setting sun, then Scorching brilliance.

　But in the next second, it disappeared.

　The woman in the sunset, her lips covered in blood red, smiled slowly.

　The voice is like a layer of dust, an indelible sadness:
　"Loving him is something I can't let go of in my life."

　I don't know if Gu Yimi is answering Ming Ming's question, or talking to herself.

　"However, loving him has become a matter for me alone, Ji Zefeng, he let me go."

　"Then Mommy is going to let him go now?"

　A certain girl said in a very serious tone at this time, with a little anxiety and panic.

　"Should I let him go?"

　The woman's rhetorical question is asking herself.

　Is she going to let go of Ji Zefeng now?
　Wouldn't it be better if you let go of him?

　Is that so?
　But why—
Why did she think that she would let go of Ji Zefeng? From then on, there was no longer a man named "Ji Zefeng" in her life. The heart that was already numb from the pain was throbbing ruthlessly.

It's like being stabbed by a long and thin silver needle, once and for all, blood oozes from countless invisible pores
　"Mummy, Daddy forgot you again, but you haven't forgotten Daddy."

　This was the first time that Gu Tianmo called that man "Daddy" in real life, although he had called that man countless times in his dreams.
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(Dear friends, I recommend my good friend Wenwen, Mu Jingqi's "The Rich Young Master: The Hot Mom and Meng Zhengtai".)
(End of this chapter)