Priceless little cute wife

"She knows nothing? She's right there! If he doesn't know, who else will know? " Xiao Tong looked at the East Palace and shouted at him for the first time.

"Calm down!" The East Palace also yelled at Xiao Tong, "we all want to know how things are."

"Now it's Sarah lying inside. If it were her, would you be so calm?" Xiao Tong pointed to the children's painting and said.

"Stop arguing. This is a hospital, not a bar!" A doctor came over and asked and scolded Xiao Tong and Donggong.

"Sorry!" Donggong asked and said to the doctor.

"Are you... Dr. Jonathan?" The doctor seemed to see Donggong and was stunned.

"Yes! There are my good friends inside. Please be good... "

"Dr. Jonathan, don't worry. Whether it's your friends or ordinary patients, we all know what to do! Just ask you and your friends not to get too excited. Your voice annoys our doctors and patients, doesn't it? "

Donggong asked, nodded, then turned to look at Xiao Tong and lowered his voice: "I know you're worried. Me too. "

"You like Sarah, but she is my friend's daughter. I don't know how to face my friend now. But it won't help us! "

"Now we're waiting anyway. We might as well take some time to calm down our mood and think about the problem."

Xiao Tong finally calmed down slowly, then looked at the East Palace and nodded.

Donggong asked that he was not excited, and then said everything again.

"You mean someone wants to kill children's paintings, and these people seem to know their roots? If this is the case, only the people of your East Palace family. After all, not so many people know Sarah's identity. "

"You mean my sister?"

Donggong asked, looking at Xiao Tong, and then said it directly.

"I don't want to say that, but it's a fact. She has the greatest doubt. She knows Sarah's identity, and before she even killed Donggong Yao, not to mention children's paintings?"

"Besides, because the children's painting made a fool of her at that time, she looked at the children's painting. I still feel terrible, so it must be her!"

Donggong asked that he didn't make any comments. In fact, he also felt that Donggong Yingxin was indeed possible, but after all, she was her own sister. How could he doubt her like this?

"Ask! Do you still think it's impossible now? This is a fact recognized by your Donggong family. She did it! "

"Xiao Tong... Can you at least give me some time to understand? Just one sentence... "

Before Donggong finished asking, he felt a murderous spirit coming out of the elevator on one side.

He couldn't help stopping, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the elevator over there.

I only saw that Donggong Yao was like a Shura from hell, coming in this direction with black Qi.

It seems that the news of Donggong Yao is really well-informed. Someone must have made a special announcement!

"Are you okay?" Donggong Yao went directly to the children's painting, then frowned and looked at her.

"Nothing!" Children's painting shook his head. At the moment, his brain was like paste. Who was who in front of him was already a little blurred.

"Donggong asked... What's the matter with you? She's pregnant, so you let her stand like this? "

"I..."

"Children's painting is pregnant?"

"Enough!"

Tong Hua suddenly yelled at Dong Gong Yao in a low voice, "I'm pregnant. Do you need to tell the world?"

"I'm fine! It's Sarah! She's holding the knife for me! Donggong Yao... Can you stop bothering me again! And stop interfering in my affairs? "

"I just want to leave your East Palace House, the farther the better! I don't want to have anything to do with you! I don't want to see all my friends and relatives leave me because of your Donggong family! "

The children's painting seemed to vent all his anger, then beat hard at Donggong Yao, and then slowly became weak and was tightly held in his arms by Donggong Yao.

Looking at the children's painting, Donggong asked, lowering his head.

"What's going on?"

Donggong Yao obviously didn't know what happened, and then looked at Xiao Tong and Donggong Yao: "who did it?"

"Let's go somewhere else." Donggong asked Xiao Tong, then took Donggong Yao to the other side.

"What? Is it he Meiyi... "

"I don't know." Donggong asked, shaking his head.

"People go for children's paintings, probably... But everything is not absolute, we still can't just..."

"I don't think it will be he Meiyi and Donggong Yingxin." Donggong Yao thought for a while, then looked at Donggong and asked.

"You... Don't you think?"

Donggong asked. He was curious that Donggong Yao would say it might have nothing to do with them?

"I don't rule out the possibility that they may find someone, but... The old man is here. At least he Meiyi is not stupid enough to do it."

"Moreover, there are only two ways to seize power from me. One is to do better than me. Second, I made mistakes. To hurt children's paintings or even kill her should not be the scope of consideration! "

"Thank you!" Donggong asked, looked at Donggong Yao and nodded.

"Don't thank me. I never said they were not suspected, but I just felt that if they really started at this time, they would be really stupid!"

"If it weren't for them, who would want..."

"Of course." There was a sense of killing in Donggong Yao's eyes.

"You mean Irene Nasser?" Donggong asked and understood in an instant.

"But she..."

"Is the child of children's painting okay?" Donggong Yao looked at Donggong and asked, but his answer was a little different.

"It's all right. I almost couldn't keep it, but..."

"You saved the child?"

"Yes!"

"Why did you keep the child? You know that this child is harmful to her body! "

"But... This is her, yours..."

"I know this is my child. How can I not be distressed, but you said that this child has a high probability of problems, and the most important thing is to hurt her!"

"I know it's hard for her to give up her child... But if we can take advantage of this opportunity, we can let her naturally lose the child... So..."

"Donggong Yao!"

Suddenly a voice sounded around the corner.

At the same time, Donggong Yao and Donggong Wen turned around and saw the children's painting at the corner.

Her eyes were fixed on Donggong Yao, and her thin body trembled slightly with excitement.

The red and swollen eyes showed great pain of disappointment.

She knew that he had never loved himself, let alone expected his children.

For him, the appearance of the child disrupted all his plans, didn't he?

If Irene Nasser knew she had children, she might not be with him. Maybe everything he has now is gone.

She has not been recognized by the Donggong family or anyone. If she has this child, everyone may not be able to achieve her wishes, right?

So he didn't want the child... He was so stupid that he thought he would love the child like himself.

Unfortunately, I was wrong.

He just wants to give up the child himself! Then he really has nothing to do with himself, doesn't he?

Although there are contradictions in the heart of children's painting, one problem after another appears, but it is rejected by itself again.

But just now, she heard it very clearly. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and get rid of the child unconsciously.

"Children's painting..."

Donggong asked, looking at children's paintings, and then looked at Donggong Yao around him.

She didn't hear anything, did she?

Or should I explain something?

"Sarah's operation is over." Tong Hua's indifferent eyes swept Donggong Yao, then turned to Donggong and asked.

"Oh, I'll have a look!"

"Children's painting... Just..." Donggong Yao wanted to explain, but children's painting turned his head resolutely.

"I don't have time to listen to your explanation. Sarah was hurt for me, but... You are the only person who doesn't matter in this matter, so Donggong Sishao, please go back!"

After that, the children's painting held the wall and left slowly.

Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and came forward to help her.

He has never been a person who can explain. What's more, what he just said is sincere.

He didn't want the child because it would bring danger to children's painting.

So if children's paintings ask themselves this question, they really have no way to explain it.

Tong Hua really wants to hear what he said. In fact, it was just a misunderstanding, but she heard wrong, or he said wrong, or what he said was not her at all

But Donggong Yao didn't say a word, not a word!

As she got closer to Sarah's ward, her heart grew colder and colder.

"Dr. Jonathan, we have operated on this lady, but the knife is too close to the heart and hurt her aorta."

"So although we have saved her, whether she can wake up depends on herself."

"I know you've done your best, thank you!" Donggong asked and nodded.

He is a doctor, and of course he knows how deep and important Sarah's wound is. The doctor did his best.

"Sarah..." Xiao Tong looked at Sarah and put his head firmly on her arm.

"It's all my fault! It's all because of me! " The child painting looked at Sarah's pale face and couldn't help crying.

Last time it was chuantingye, and this time it was Sarah. Why do you always get hurt when you get close to your friends?

How many more times can I get back my life!

If her own existence will hurt so many people, she would rather die by herself.

"It's not your fault! You don't want to, just... "

Donggong asked. Looking back at the children's painting, he found that Donggong Yao had disappeared.

Eternal night.

Irene Nasser was sitting on one side, turning through the book.

The breeze blew up her skirt. She couldn't help combing a long hair falling in front of her with her fingers, and then pulled them to the other side.

It looks like a picture.

Suddenly the picture was destroyed by the loud noise.

Irene Nasser looked at the person in front of him, then immediately put down the book, and then slowly got up: "Yao... How did you... Come back at this time..."

Donggong Yao directly took away the book she had not left her hand, and then pulled it aside.

"Yao..."

Donggong Yao stepped forward, then tightly grabbed Irene Nasser's chin with his fingers, and then put his face close to her.

Donggong Yao's eyes were like beasts. As long as he moved, he seemed to be torn to pieces.

Irene Nasser certainly knows what it is for, but if she is so easily frightened by Donggong Yao, she really doesn't deserve to be a member of the Nasser family.

"Yao... What's the matter?"

"You'd better not let me find out that you did it, otherwise..."

Donggong Yao looked at Irene Nasser, then pulled away his hand, and then turned and left.

After he left, Irene Nasser picked up the mirror, looked at the bright red fingerprints on both sides of her chin in the mirror and bit her teeth hard.