Domineering husband: wealthy baby wife

Wushuang shook his head.

She won't go back with him, she doesn't want people on the island to misunderstand the two of them.

"Come back with me!" He emphasized again.

"Recently, my research with Brother Tao has a little bit of progress. I will stay here forever, and I can't leave for the time being." She made an excuse for herself.

Ouyang Che was silent.

Nothing is more important than her body right now.

This is also the reason why he tolerated Tao Hua's making things difficult again and again.

As long as her body can be cured, he doesn't care about everything else.

"Well, I'll be here with you." He said with determination.

Wushuang was slightly stunned, then shook her head disapprovingly: "No, I don't want you to miss your mother's death day because of me."

Only she knew how much Ouyang Che cared about his mother's death.

He would visit her every year, how could she let him be an unfilial son.

Ouyang Che pondered for a while, then said in a low voice, "I'll leave in two days... I'll be back soon."

Wushuang just smiled and didn't say anything.

Was he worried that she would disappear while he was away?

She wouldn't do that, and besides, she wouldn't leave here.

Although she knew that the hope of being cured was very slim, she would not give up her life easily.

She won't give up until the last moment. . .

The night before Ouyang Che left, Wushuang sat in the room and combed his long hair slowly in front of the mirror.

For some reason, she thought of Ouyang Che who was only six years old more than ten years ago.

At that time, she was only four years old.

In Xuanyuan Island, she is the precious jewel in everyone's hands, everyone likes her very much, she is so popular among the stars, she never knows what tears are.

She was mischievous that day, avoiding the fat aunt's sight, and slipped to the hillside behind the castle to play alone.

Inadvertently, she heard a boy crying.

His crying was very suppressed, he didn't dare to cry out loud, he could only hold it tightly in his throat, and it made people feel very uncomfortable after hearing it.

"Who is crying where?" The innocent Wushuang also didn't know what fear was.

She pushed through the grass and saw a little boy squatting in front of a grave, with his head buried in his knees, pumping his breath and shaking his little body.

Wushuang was surprised because he had short, silvery, shaggy hair.

She has never seen him, except for some gray-haired grandparents, she has never seen anyone with such white hair.

No, his hair wasn't white either, it was silver.

Anyway, it looks good.

Hearing the movement, the crying boy raised his head, revealing a little face covered in tears.

But this didn't affect his snow-white and delicate facial features at all.

He looks so good-looking, even better than her!

Wushuang thought she was the most beautiful child in the world, but she didn't expect anyone to be prettier than her.

The other party was still a boy.

She felt a little lost and a little ashamed.

"Who are you and why are you crying here?" Wushuang boldly walked over and asked him.

When she saw the words on the tomb, she was surprised and said, "This is the tomb of the Great Elder's wife. Why are you squatting here? I heard that the Great Elder's wife committed suicide and apologized for doing something wrong. What is your relationship with her?" ?”

Although Wushuang is young, he knows a lot.

As a member of the Xuanyuan family, from the moment she was born, she was doomed to receive more education early.