Mommy, Where To Escape

In the empty ward, Mo Jingtian sat beside the bed and looked closely at the large sheet stained with blood, thinking intently.

Han Shuo opened the door and looked at the empty bed. There was a trace of doubt between his eyebrows. He closed the door and came over!

Half ring, Mo Jingtian said with a low smile, "isn't it strange why I want to let her go?"

Han Shuo picked his eyebrows, but he didn't speak.

He turned to gaze at him, deep eyes in the poison light flashing, sneer, "I want to let her willingly back to my side!"

When she was released, the first thing Ziyi did was to take a taxi home. Outside the door, Wei lie was sitting at her door. Seeing her coming back, Wei lie stood up and said in a hurry, "Madam President!"

"Where's Yuze?" Purple clothes anxiously asked.

Wei lie said in a deep voice, "the president locked himself in the room. I don't know what happened?" Wei lie was driven out by him and sat at the door for a long time.

He was at home, proving that he was safe. Ziyi was relieved and went to knock on the door desperately, shouting, "Yuze, I'm Ziyi, Yuze, open the door!"

Wei lie walked over and sighed, "Madam President, it's useless. The president seems to have been greatly stimulated and has a hot temper!"

"Wei lie, help me to knock the door open!" Such he, let purple dress worry to death more, she does not want to waste a bit of time.

"Good!" Wei lie nodded and bumped into the door several times. Without moving, he continued to bump.

Purple clothes some can't see past, concern a way, "Wei lie, you are all right!"

"Nothing!" His life was picked up by the president. Even if he died for the president, he didn't complain!

"Touch -" the door opened, and Ziyi rushed in. The room was in a mess. Beer cans were everywhere. He took a look at the room upstairs. The door of their room was closed. She ran upstairs over the debris on the ground. Sure enough, the door was locked!

There is a key to their daughter's room. Ziyi runs to her daughter's room to get the key to open the door. When she enters the door, there is a lot of alcohol. Her eyes search the room, and finally stay in the corner. A man in shabby clothes is curling up in the corner. His knee pants have a hole, and the wound at the knee is bloody!

"Yuze." A light call, purple clothes ran past, squatted down, holding his pale and scarred face, only to find that he had a high fever coma!

"Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance She is anxious to shout, Wei lie flurried out of the phone, dial 120.

"Yuze, wake up, Yuze, don't sleep, wake up!" Ziyi patted his face, tears burst, "Yuze, wake up..."

"Cough!" He coughed twice, and Ziyi sniffed happily, choking, "Yuze, are you awake?"

He put down his leg and frowned with pain. Before he opened his eyes, he waved away his hand. He fell on the wall and said in a hoarse voice, "go away!"

"Yuze, what happened?" Purple clothes distressed looking at him, once again reached out to hold his hand.

"Hiss --" he was in pain. Ziyi opened his palm, and then he saw that his palm was full of flesh and blood. Tears fell on his wound, and he was even more in pain.

Purple clothes quickly dry tears, sorry to say, "sorry, Yu Ze, I didn't mean to!"

"Here you are, Madam President!" Weilie takes the medicine box from downstairs and hands her the disinfectant. Ziyi takes it and carefully wipes the palm of Huashao's hand.

After putting down the medicine box, Wei lie goes to the bathroom to get a wet towel and covers Hua Shao's forehead to reduce the fire. The cold water stimulates his nerves and wakes him up. He opens his eyes in a daze. When he sees Wei lie, he raises his hand and waves his arm. It happens that he hits Ziyi's head with his hand. It doesn't hurt, but she is scared and kicks.

"Madam President, I'm sorry!" Wei lie immediately apologized.

"Nothing!" Ziyi shakes her head and raises her eyes to Huashao's bloodshot eyes. Her two eyes are gazing affectionately. It seems that for a century, Huashao is the first to come back. She calls softly, "Ziyi?"

"It's me, Yuze!" Purple clothes originally dry tears again galloping, bitter smile.

"Purple clothes!" He reached out and hugged her. He didn't dream. Purple clothes really came back!

Yuze Purple also hugged him tightly, buried his head in his broad and warm chest.

Wei lie stepped down and left the space for them. After a long time, Ziyi asked, "Yuze, what happened?"

"I'm sorry!" He hugged her more tightly, buried his head in her fragrant shoulder and vomited in a hoarse voice.

"I've heard that, fool, I don't blame you. I'm just worried that two children... Won't accept the fact!" She didn't know that he was rotten in purple clothes. She didn't find it strange that he had an illegitimate son. Besides, she didn't have to be stingy to argue with a dead man. What she cares most about now is that the two children won't let him go. What should she do?

"Thank you, Ziyi?" He sincerely thanks his wife for her generosity.

Purple clothes let him go, holding his pale face, reached out and touched his wounds, and asked, "are these injuries beaten by children?"

"No!"

"How did that happen?"

Hua Shao's eyes became dim. She gently pulled down her hand and said in a dumb voice, "I'm not a descendant of Hua family..."

Yuze Purple clothes can't help but stare big Mou son, the body chills to quiver for a while, he, all knew!

"Yuze, no matter you are the descendant of the flower family or not, you are my husband. I will always love you and accompany you. I will never leave you forever!" Purple tears light Shuo Shuo firm said.

"Ziyi, my heart hurts. My grandfather is the culprit for breaking up my family. Do you think I should hate him? Ziyi, you teach me whether I should hate him or not! " Hua Shao holds the hand of Ziyi tightly and asks with tears shining. He doesn't want to hate his grandfather. He really doesn't want to

Yuze Purple knelt straight body, his head in his arms, he sobbed in her arms, like a child at a loss!

The brow of purple dress is tightly wrinkly, is grandfather the culprit that breaks up his family? How is that possible? Purple clothes feel bad in the heart, feel heartache for the kind grandfather, the grandfather is not his own accusation, presumably hope Yuze can forgive his parents!

Can white lies really save him from hatred?

At the airport, a well-dressed middle-aged man with sunglasses hurried out of the hatch under the escort of bodyguards. Lin Lan had been waiting for a long time. When she saw the middle-aged man coming out, she welcomed him.

"Husband!" She ran over and gave him a sweet hug.

The middle-aged man took off his pretty lips, held her in one hand and took off his sunglasses in the othe