Devil husband is a little small

Yin Mujue stayed at Mu's house like this, and every night Mu Wanxi would give Yin Mujue all the snacks that were secretly hidden during the day after everyone was asleep, even though Yin Mujue never said a word to her or thanked her.

Mu Wanxi worked very hard to treat this sudden brother well for her father, but it was obvious that her brother still didn't like her.Probably because Mommy beat him.

Sometimes she chattered to Yin Mujue, but Yin Mujue didn't respond at all. When she was like a log, she would be very depressed and didn't want to give him snacks, but the next night she would involuntarily send the snacks to him Room.

I don't even know what happened to myself.

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In the blink of an eye, the school is already on holiday, and Yin Mujue works at home every day. Due to long-term malnutrition, he is much shorter than his peers, skinny and lonely, and no one cares about his long hair. His work makes his clothes dirty , It's like pulling it back from the trash can.

Wei Xiang was free to do business, and every day he called a few wealthy wives to play cards, Yin Mujue couldn't avoid her anymore, and when they played cards, he had to serve them tea and water.

"Xiao Yezhong, pour me a glass of water." Wei Xiang threw out a tube, and when he spoke, he spoke in a tone of disdain and didn't even look at Yin Mujue, who was sweating profusely as if he had just polished the floor.

Yin Mujue didn't speak, turned around and went to the kitchen to pour tea.

One of the wealthy wives smiled wickedly, "This is Mu Jue's adopted child? Could it be an illegitimate child outside?"

Wei Xiang's face turned cold, "It's just a bastard that no one wants, how dare Mu Jue fool around with other women!"

The three wives looked at each other and smiled, the meaning behind them was self-evident.

Yin Mujue put the teacup by the table, Wei Xiang picked it up and took a sip, then poured the whole cup of hot tea on Yin Mujue's arm, "Xiao Yezhong, you did it on purpose, you want to scald me to death!"

Yin Mujue screamed in pain, rubbed his arm, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and it hurt like fire.His pain did not earn Wei Xiang's sympathy. Instead, he kicked him on the leg and cursed: "Go away, you can't even pour tea, don't be an eyesore to me."

Yin Mujue fell to the ground, got up after a long time, and limped towards the back garden.

The other three, seeing such a young child being scalded by boiling water, felt their hearts tremble, and quickly smoothed things over, chatting and laughing.Unexpectedly, Wei Xiang could really do it!

Yin Mujue sat on the ground and rolled up his sleeves. Because of his vigorous rubbing, the skin of the scalded area was completely rotten, and there were red bloodshots on the tender flesh...

For a child, this is enormous pain.He bit his lip tightly, tears swirled in his eyes but didn't let them fall...

My mother said that boys are not allowed to cry.

Yin Mujue didn't let himself cry, he listened to his mother, didn't cry, and worked hard to stay here and grow up here!

Just tears falling from the corner of my eyes quietly, because it really hurts, hurts...

Even the skin is gone, how can it not hurt!

At this moment, the princess-like Mu Wanxi was practicing the piano on the second floor. The intermittent piano sound was like his growth, intermittent, ups and downs, full of torture and disaster.

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