Domineering husband: wealthy baby wife

The waves came one after another and wet his feet, but he didn't feel it at all.

He half-closed his eyes and looked into the distance. His long eyelashes were slightly wet, as if he had fainted a faint black shadow, as black as ink.

Lin Xinlan walked to him and sat down, with her arms around her legs, followed him to look at the end of the water and sky.

Xiao Cong looked sideways at her, meeting her smiling eyes.

"Mom, are you awake?"

"Well, I just woke up." After waking up, she heard Rong Shaoze tell her many things, and also heard that he was sitting here alone, so she came to accompany him.

Xiao Cong didn't know what to say, he put his chin on his knees, completely lowered his eyes, looking a bit lonely.

Lin Xinlan reached out to pull him into her arms, but he didn't resist, and put his head on her knee.

"Are you sad?" she asked him softly.

Xiao Cong nodded lightly, and his immature voice was somewhat bleak: "Uncle Zhou is very kind to me, I swear to save him. But... I still didn't protect him well..."

He was only seven years old, and Zhou Xi was in his early twenties. He actually said that he did not protect Zhou Xi well, which was strange no matter how he heard it.

"It's not your fault, you did your best."

Xiao Cong shook his head, he buried his face in Lin Xinlan's knee, his voice was hoarse and choked with faint sobs.

"It's my fault. If I hadn't insisted on saving Zhang Xu, Uncle Zhou wouldn't have followed... But Zhang Xu is a villain, he lured us there so that Yuan Xi could kill us... Uncle Zhou also did it for Protect me, and then rush to the front, if I rushed to the front, the person who was killed would not be him..."

Lin Xinlan felt awkward for a while.

If he was killed, she probably didn't want to live anymore.

Fortunately, he was not the one who died.

But, does Zhou Xi deserve to die?

None of them should have had an accident.

"This is Zhang Xu's and Yuan Xi's fault, not yours. You shouldn't blame the villains on yourself." Lin Xinlan could only comfort him like this.

Xiao Cong didn't speak.

He understood this truth, but in his heart, he still couldn't feel relieved.

The moment Uncle Zhou fell in front of him, he was so sad and hated himself.

Zhang Xu is clearly a bad boy, he shouldn't have rescued him.

In order to save him, he killed Uncle Zhou, all of this was his fault!

Lin Xinlan knew that although this child had learned Kung Fu for a period of time, he had also experienced many things.

In fact, his heart is still very kind.

Therefore, he couldn't let go of Zhou Xi's death at all.

"Where's Yuan Xi? Did you kill him?" Lin Xinlan asked suddenly.

Xiao Cong clenched his fists and said angrily: "No... I shot him, he was shot and couldn't move... I wanted to kill him. But... I couldn't do it..."

If Yuan Xi attacked him, he might do it to protect himself.

But Yuan Xi couldn't move his whole body, so he could only let him handle it. At that time, he couldn't do anything.

He doesn't bother to bully people who have no strength to fight back.

"Where's Zhang Xu?"

"I beat him up...everyone hated him, but...we sent someone to take him home..."

Lin Xinlan couldn't help but smiled with relief: "Son, you did the right thing. Although they are hateful, we can't let our hands be stained with blood because of them, and we can't cast a layer of haze over our future lives because of them. .”