Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

Zhong Nanyu stared at Bai Yian and said coldly, "this is to ask Miss Bai."

This was the first time that Zhong Nange called her "Miss Bai" in a strange tone. Bai Yi felt relieved and felt an inexplicable panic.

"Second brother, you..."

"Tell me about it," Zhong nanqin interrupted her words and raised her finger. The clock turned white and sounded like ice. "Who hit his face?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Bai Yi'an whispered, "it's me."

With that, she hurried to defend herself, "but he spoke unkindly to me first and hurt me with scissors."

Zhong Yibai, who had buried his face in the old lady's arms without saying a word, immediately looked up at her as soon as he heard her words.

"What are you talking about? What scissors?"

Bai Yi'an lied to her face, "you scratched me with scissors," and then she raised her wrist and exposed her wrist wrapped in gauze. "Yibai, mom didn't blame you, but since you did, why don't you admit it? It's not good for children to lie..."

Zhong Yibai looked at her wrist wrapped in thick gauze, her small chest was up and down, and her nose was panting.

"You lied!" Zhong Yi blushed with white anger. "I didn't scratch you with scissors, I didn't!"

"Not you, but myself?"

"I didn't, I didn't," said the clock at the moment. The eyes looking at Bai Yian were on fire. "I didn't do it, I didn't do it. Your injury has nothing to do with me."

Bai Yi'an wanted to say something, but he heard Zhong Nanyu open his mouth, "Zhong Yibai was raised by me. I know his virtue best, but he didn't hurt your hand!"

In a word, it gave zhong an innocence and put Bai Yi'an in an awkward position.

"Second brother, I......"

"We don't care about the injury on your hand for the time being. Now I want to calculate the injury on his face with you," Zhong Nange stood up from the sofa, copied the bag with both hands, stood upright, and looked at Bai Yian with dark eyes. His eyes were cold. "Apologize to him or slap yourself in the face. You choose."

Bai Yi'an looked at him incredulously, his face pale, "what did you say..."

She never expected that this would happen.

The moment he scratched himself, Bai Yi'an was still thinking that no matter what Zhong Yibai said, everyone would not believe him.

After all, when a six-year-old child is old enough to lie, people will not believe him.

But the result is

She stared at the crowd, and finally her eyes fell on Zhong Yibai.

She immediately got up from the sofa and walked towards the clock.

When Zhong Yibai saw her coming, he was so frightened that he quickly hid behind the old lady. While hiding, he shouted in horror, "don't come here, don't come here... Grandma, help me!"

The old lady stopped Bai Yian with a bad face. "Ann, how can you do this to your own child."

Bai Yi'an stopped and knelt down in front of the old lady, "godmother, I'm wrong, I know it's wrong, I'm wrong, will you forgive me?"

Seeing her like this, the old lady couldn't say a word of blame.

Taking advantage of this space, Zhong Yibai turned and ran to Su Mian, threw his head into her arms, held her clothes tightly with his small hand, and his small body was trembling slightly.

Su Mian hugged him dearly and coaxed him gently in his ear, "don't be afraid, the teacher is here."

Zhong Yibai didn't say a word. She put her body tighter in her arms, and didn't dare to lift her head.

Seeing him like this, Su Mian didn't want to stay in the living room, so she picked him up and raised her feet upstairs.

Holding Zhong Yibai all the way, he went directly to the bedroom where she and Zhong Nanji slept.

After closing the door, she put him on the sofa, got up and was about to leave. Her hand was tightly grabbed by a small hand.

She turned back and quickly explained to Zhong Yibai's big eyes with tears, "I'm just going to get a towel and wipe your face."

"I don't want to wipe it," said Zhong Yibai urgently. "Don't go. I want you to hold it."

Su Mian's heart softened and immediately sat down beside him.

Zhong Yibai nestled in her arms, and his small hand tightly hung around her neck for fear that she would leave again.

Can clearly feel his uneasiness, Su Mian tightly hugged him in his arms, gently opened his mouth, and his voice was very soft and soft, "not afraid, it's all right."

Zhong Yibai just shook his head and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Su Mian didn't make a sound again, so he held him tightly.

After a while, she felt something wrong. She looked down and the clock in her arms was white. She didn't know when she had fallen asleep.

Xiumei frowned. Su Mian remembered that she had read a book about psychology.

When everyone is sad, they will find ways to vent their inner emotions, such as drinking, smoking, eating a lot of things, constantly doing housework, and sleeping.

Su Mian took Zhong Yibai to the bed and gently took off his clothes and shoes for him.

After covering him with a quilt, she didn't leave, but sat by the bed and quietly looked at the sleeping clock. In her clear eyes, she was distressed for him.

It's unfortunate that Zhong Yibai has a mother like Bai Yian.

It is said that time is the best medicine in the world, but this medicine can't cure the harm brought by his biological mother.

This kind of injury is lifelong, incurable and can only fade away gradually.

But the clock is lucky.

Fortunately, he grew up in the Zhong family without the love of his mother and the protection and love of the Zhong family.

I believe that after the injury, under the care of a large family of people, he will soon be strong.

After sitting quietly for a while, she got up and left the room.

Soon, he came in again with a boiled egg in his hand.

She took the egg and gently removed the silt and swelling to the clock, again and again.

Half an hour later, she stopped her hand and got up and went to the bathroom.

When I came out again, I saw the bell South quilt sitting by the bed.

He sat by the bed and looked at the sleeping clock. On his angular side face, the original cold lines slowed down a bit.

Hearing the movement in the bathroom, he looked back.

Su Mian looked at his dark eyes and didn't speak. He went straight to one side of the sofa and sat down.

Zhong Nanyu got up, went to her and sat down.

"She's gone?" Su Mian looked up at him. For fear of waking up the clock, her voice was very light.

Zhong Nanyu nodded her head gently, her thin lips pursed and didn't speak.

Seeing him like this, Su Mian knew that he felt bad, so he stretched out his hand and gently covered the back of his hand, "don't blame yourself too much. It's not your fault."

Zhong Nanyu's eyebrows twisted into a ball. He turned his back and wrapped Su Mian's small hand on the back of his hand. Finally he opened his mouth, "I almost misunderstood him..."

Su Mian advised him, "no one thought Bai Yian would give himself such a cruel hand..."

Zhong Nanyu held her in her arms, put her chin against the top of her soft hair and whispered, "in the future, I won't let others hurt you, even a minute!"

The voice is firm and powerful.

Su Mian felt a warm current in her heart. She nodded gently in his arms, "OK."

......

Bai Yi'an was "politely" kicked out by the Zhong family.

The moment she drove away from Zhong's old house, she felt both uneasy and resentful.

Uneasy, the Zhong family must have a view of her this time. She wants to go back to the Zhong family again, which is one more point more difficult.

The resentment is... Why doesn't anyone understand her heart?

She came back from America all the way. What's the picture?

Her picture is Zhong Nanyu!

She loves him!

For so many years, although she was treated in the United States, she thought of him all the time.

He finally recovered and came back. He asked for nothing else, but to return to him.

However, he was indifferent to her. She was like a stranger to him.

This feeling makes Bai Yian very uncomfortable.

She couldn't help thinking that the reason why Zhong Nange did this to her was all because of the woman around him... Su Mian.

Su Mian not only stole her place in Zhong Nanji's mind, but also her son.

At the thought of the look in Zhong Yibai's eyes, the incredible anger

Bai Yi'an's brain began to swell. She quickly warned herself that she couldn't think about it anymore. She didn't want to get sick again!

However, from this moment on, there was a seed of resentment against Su Mian in my heart.

Once the seed is planted, it will germinate and grow up, and it will grow into a towering tree in the near future.

......

That night, Zhong Yibai slept between Zhong Nanji and Su Mian. There were three people in a bed. Although it was a little crowded, Su Mian was particularly secure.

When she woke up the next day, the clock woke up as soon as it was white.

He was looking at her with his big eyes open.

"Good morning," she said to him. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Zhong Yibai's big eyes blinked and whispered to her, "did I sleep between you and dad last night?"

"Well," said Su Mian, turning over and lying facing him with a painful face, "it's dishonest of you to sleep. I was kicked several times by you last night."

Zhong Yibai smiled and said, "sorry, Su Su, I didn't mean to."

Su Mian shook his head gently. "Little fool, I'm kidding. You were honest last night. You didn't move."

"True or false?"

The bathroom door opened and Zhong Nanyu, who had just taken a shower, came out.

As he walked towards the dressing room, he raised his eyes and glanced at the clock. He made a faint sound, "false."

Su Mian stared at him with a coquettish face. "I'm talking to the child. What are you talking about?"

Zhong Nange looked at her and went straight to the dressing room without saying anything.

When Zhong Nanyu enters the dressing room, Zhong turns over one by one and directly turns over to Su Mian's arms.

"Su Su, when did I fall asleep last night? I don't remember myself."

"I went to bed early," said Su Mian, holding his small face in his hand, looking around, and finally nodding with satisfaction, "the redness and swelling on his face have disappeared."

"No wonder I don't feel any pain," Zhong Yibai touched happily. "Su Su, did you put on the ointment for me?"

"Without applying ointment, I covered you with freshly boiled eggs."

"Aren't eggs for eating? Can they help reduce swelling?"

"HMM." Su Mian turned over and sat down and got out of bed. She turned her head and said to Zhong Yibai, "lie down first and I'll get you clothes."

Zhong Yibai nodded skillfully.