Chapter 225

At that time, how much I hoped that my old lady would say to Ye Miaoxin confidently - so what if it wasn't my own?My mother, I have raised this girl for 18 years, and she is even closer than my own!
But she didn't say anything, she didn't do anything.

I am really disappointed in her!

Ye Zhixia was never afraid of her old mother beating and scolding herself, forcing herself to practice hard every day, what she was afraid of was that her old mother would never want her again.

They are a mother and daughter who depend on each other for life. Originally, Ye Zhixia thought that their relationship was unbreakable, but he didn't expect that he was wrong.

Yin Mochen waited for a long time but didn't see her reply, so he couldn't help but put his arms on her shoulders and lifted her face from his knees.Only then did he realize that her cheeks were full of tears.It turned out that she was hiding here alone, crying and grieving alone.

Although Ye Zhixia is usually careless and doesn't seem to care about anything, she has lived in a single-parent family since she was a child. Only the old mother has to be both a strict mother and a loving father, and she has worked hard to bring her up alone.Therefore, she is much more sensitive and fragile than other children in terms of family affection.

Ye Zhixia usually smiled in front of Yin Mochen, but now she was crying in front of him.

There was no expression on her face, her teeth clenched her lower lip tightly, sobbing silently, tears streaming down her eyes silently.

Big ones fell on the back of his hand, crystal clear with a cold temperature, as if he could hear her heartbroken voice.

The man looked at her long eyelashes with wet teardrops, and his heart suddenly softened beyond words.He hugged her casually, and put her in his arms like holding a treasure: "Don't cry, shall we go to eat?"

The best way to make the little girl forget her sadness is to divert her attention.

Who knows that delicious food can no longer tempt her at this time.

"I don't want to eat." Ye Zhixia shook his head, his voice was still choked up with a strong nasal voice, "Uncle, don't go, let me hug you for a while, okay?"

"Okay, I won't go." The man patted her shoulder lightly, coaxing her softly, "In exchange, you can't cry anymore."

"Yeah." Ye Zhixia buried her face deeply in his chest and closed her eyes.After a long time, just when Yin Mochen thought she was asleep and wanted to move her legs, she tightened the arms around his waist with extreme insecurity.

"I'm not leaving, good boy." The man could only sit down again, and patted her head comfortingly.

Only then did Ye Zhixia calm down again, and after a while, she suddenly thought of something, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, my test paper is finished, but you haven't checked it yet."

He responded softly: "Well, I'll watch it after dinner."

She said weakly again: "Uncle, my clothes are still hanging on the roof and have not been collected."

He smiled and replied, "I have already folded it for you and put it in the closet."

She bit her lip and continued: "Uncle, I accidentally spilled the ointment when I took a shower yesterday, and even the bottle fell into the trash can." If Dr. Qiao knew that she had spilled all the expensive medicine into the trash I'm afraid she will say that she is reckless.

The corners of his lips remained undiminished, and he said softly, "I saw it last night, and Dr. Qiao sent a new bottle. I'll apply the ointment for you in the future."

Last night, Ye Zhixia went crazy for some reason, and she refused to let him apply the medicine for her.When she turned her back to the mirror alone, her arms were too short to reach the wound on her head, and she knocked over the medicine bottle as a result.

(End of this chapter)

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