Love is even colder than snow

Qin Muyan's tears were completely flooded.

She pressed her heart hard, and the pain that almost turned her heart gray continued unabated.

Listening to Jing Zhaozhao's words, Tang Su was almost out of breath.

She finally understood why Jing Zhaozhao suddenly became so strange these days.

She used to like to stick to her so much, but in recent months, she always deliberately alienated her and always told her, mom, I'm sorry.

It turned out that she knew her so-called real life experience.

She thought she was Lin Niannian's own daughter. She didn't make a mistake, but Lin Niannian's identity as her own daughter put a yoke on her that she couldn't get rid of.

The Lin family and the Lu family don't care whose daughter Jing Zhaozhao is. They like her and are willing to hurt her.

But not everyone is like them.

As if Xiao Muye knew her so-called life experience, he wished he could crush her to ashes.

"Zhaozhao..."

Qin Muyan and Tang Su shouted Zhaozhao's name with red eyes at the same time. They sat by the bed and looked at Jing Zhaozhao's small face for a moment, as if they were afraid that she would disappear from their eyes.

Gu Shen's eyes were also horribly red.

He really didn't expect that he and Qin Muyan's baby daughter were still alive.

He always liked his daughter so much, and he hoped that his daughter would still be alive, but his baby daughter was still there, but he didn't protect her.

Lu Yanshen really wants to stay with Zhaozhao all the time, but the four elders surround Jing Zhaozhao. He can't seize the position of Tang Su and Qin Muyan. He can only stand aside first.

Seeing that Xiao Muye was still standing in the ward like a telegraph pole, Lu Yanshen grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out, hitting him hard in the face.

"Xiao Muye, I won't let you have a chance to hurt Zhaozhao again!"

Lu Yanshen hit Xiao Muye's handsome face with another punch. "Even if Zhaozhao is pregnant with your child in his stomach, you don't want to get close to her again!"

Lu Yanshen was about to continue beating Xiao Muye a few more times. Xiao Muye suddenly raised his face.

His eyes were still red, but in those once cloudy eyes, he couldn't find half of the Yin Li Qi, only the regret and pain that couldn't be melted.

His eyes seemed to flash a painful struggle. After all, he made up his mind to speak.

"Zhaohuai is not my child."

"What are you talking about?!"

Lu Yanshen really felt that Xiao Muye was shameless. He not only wantonly hurt Jing Zhaozhao, but also dared not admit it.

He directly raised his legs and kicked Xiao Muye's heart with one foot.

"Xiao Muye, I really despise you!"

"Brother Lu, zhaohuai's is your child..."

Lu Yanshen's raised foot couldn't continue to kick Xiao Muye. He didn't dare to think that he would say such a thing anyway.

He said, Zhaozhao is his child.

After a long time, Lu Yanshen spoke like a dreamer, "Xiao Muye, what are you talking about?!"

"Zhaozhao, what's in her stomach is your child. She thought you hated him and didn't want the child. When she went to Dongdu, she was afraid that you would notice that she was pregnant with your child. "

Lu Yan's deep fist dropped a little.

Suddenly, he couldn't help thinking of the beautiful and affectionate night.

He always felt that the woman that night was more like Jing Zhaozhao than Lanqin.

Unexpectedly, he was on her, an endless crazy woman. It was really Jing Zhaozhao.

His Zhaozhao.