The daily life of the old man's favorite wife

Chapter 689 Mommy, Don't Draw Ai Ke's Blood, Ai Ke Hurts!

Leng Luke held Gu Aike in his arms, and the results of the physical examination made Yuan Yuan, Yuan Biao and Leng Luke look very bad.

Yuen Biao's hand on crutches trembled angrily, "You bastard! Even if he forgot about you, didn't he notice all the pinholes on the child?!"

Yuan Yuan sighed heavily.

Leng Luke said coldly, "Grandpa, he can't even see the scars on Aike's calf and back, so he expects him to see the pinhole on her wrist?"

Her words made Yuan Biao stiffen suddenly, but he said with a trembling gray beard, "Ke Ke, what did you say?! There are scars on the child's calf and back?"

After all, Yuen Biao hurriedly checked Gu Aike's calf and back, those bruises and bruises were so shocking on the child's delicate skin!
His opening suddenly shrank, and the moment his old hand touched the child's skin, it was trembling.

But little Aike looked at Yuen Biao innocently, "Grandpa, Aike doesn't hurt."

Even though she was only three years old, she could feel that the old man in front of her loved her very much.

But why, her daddy, her mommy, is not as good as this old grandpa she just met for the first time?

Yuan Biao wryly smiled and stroked little Aike's head with red eyes, "Silly boy, you should call me grandpa."

It was his fault that the child became like this!
Now his health is getting weaker and weaker. The Yuan family has been handed over to Yuan Yuan. In the past three years, he has rarely been out of this Yuan family manor.

If he was in better health, Xiao Aike wouldn't be subjected to these abuses.

Leng Luke could see the remorse and guilt on his face.

She said to him, "Grandpa, don't blame yourself, it's all my fault..."

Even if she died, she shouldn't have been missing for three years. It was all her fault for letting the child follow Mo Shui for three years and become like this.

Everything is her fault.

At this time, when Yuan Yuan and Yuan Biao were about to comfort Leng Luke, a voice suddenly interrupted them, "Yes, Leng Luke, it's your fault! It's all your fault, so, Damn you, why didn't you die?! Ah?"

This voice, even if you don't see the face of the person who made the voice, just listening to the voice is vicious and outrageous.

Yuan Yuan turned around, saw the person coming, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she lost her voice, "Mo Shui? How did you get in?"

Yuan Biao was also stunned, "So you are the Mo Shui who hurt my grandson's daughter?!"

Leng Luke knew it was Mo Shui when she heard her voice. Even though she had only met her once, it seemed that she could not forget such a voice.

At the same time, Gu Aike saw Mo Shui coming, saw the syringe in her hand, screamed in fright, hugged Leng Luke's neck and shouted, "Ah——no, mom Don't draw Aike's blood, Aike hurts!"

The child's words made everyone's eyes fall on Mo Shui's hands.

Mo Shuiming hooked his lips clearly, and put the syringe in his hand back into the bag, his voice became gentle again in an instant, looked at Gu Aike and said, "Aike, Mommy is joking with you, Mommy hurts so much How could you draw your blood? Mommy is here to take you home."

Gu Aike has heard Mo Shui's words more than once. She shook her head with fear in her eyes, "No! You are not Aike's mother! You are not!"

(End of this chapter)