Gu Zhiqingyan

Chapter 1004 You are sick
Jiang Guiru was so distressed, she was so angry that she pointed at Mi Ziyue with trembling fingers: "Get out! I don't care whose daughter you are, even beat your own son, femme fatale, get out immediately! Our Dongfang family absolutely I don't accept a vicious woman like you!"

"You are the one who wants to get out! Take the little bastard and get out of the way." Mi Ziyue gritted her teeth.

When she was angry, all rationality was thrown aside.

"Should I also get out together?" Dongfang Jue's handsome face was covered with frost, and his eyes were so cold that there was no trace of emotion.

His reluctance to Mi Ziyue was completely dispelled by the slap she gave Mo'er.

"Ah Jue...I...it was Mo'er who intentionally hurt me, so I hit him by mistake...I..." Mi Ziyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she hurriedly explained.

Jiang Guiru hugged Dongfang Mo, and roared angrily: "No mother is willing to beat her child! No matter how big a mistake the child has made, she will not bear it. You are not worthy to be Mo'er's mother! A femme fatale, a tiger does not eat its own child, you Not even a beast."

"Ah Jue! Ah Jue is really Mo'er who deliberately provoked me!" Mi Ziyue didn't care what Jiang Guiru said about herself, but just looked at Dongfang Jue and explained.

Dongfang Jue said nothing, his eyes were cold.

The determination that had been shaken at first became firm again at this moment.

Dongfang Mo huddled in Jiang Guiru's arms, looking at Mi Ziyue angry and anxious, he lowered his long eyelashes.

He didn't know if it was right or wrong to do so, he just wanted Mommy back.

He didn't want to see Mi Ziyue.

The doctor came and gave Dongfang Mo a physical examination, and helped him treat the wound on his face.

"Ma'am, apply ice compresses, and the swelling will subside tomorrow. It's not a serious problem." The doctor said.

Jiang Guiru breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and the doctor withdrew.

Jiang Guiru looked at Dongfang Jue and said, "Ah Jue, I can't let Mo'er live with this woman, I'll take him back to Dongfang's house."

"No need." Dongfang Jue said coldly.

When Jiang Guiru heard this, she burst into anger: "No need? You mean to continue to let Mo'er and Mi Ziyue live together, and let Mi Ziyue abuse Mo'er, don't you?"

Dongfang Mo put one hand in his trouser belt, looked at Mi Ziyue with cold eyes, but said to Jiang Guiru: "Mother, Xiaoyue is ill, that's why she is irritable and accidentally hurts others. Tomorrow, I will Take her to see a psychiatrist."

"You..." Jiang Guiru didn't expect Dongfang Mo to make excuses for Mi Ziyue at this moment. She was so angry that her heart ached, "Okay! I can't control you, but my precious grandson, whoever dares to hit me again, I will kill you." Desperate with her. Since this is the case, I will live here from now on."

One month!

Dongfang Jue said one month, so she will endure it for another month.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Guiru didn't even bother to look at Mi Ziyue, she picked up Dongfang Mo and went upstairs.

"Mo'er, is it still hurting?"

Dongfang Mo lay on her shoulder, looked at Mi Ziyue, and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiang Guiru was so distressed that she hugged him and disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Dongfang Jue squatted down at Mi Ziyue's feet and held her soft hand.

Mi Ziyue was very anxious: "A Jue, you believe me, it was really Mo'er who did it on purpose, he deliberately provoked me, can you believe me?"

If it wasn't for Dongfang Mo's deliberate provocation, how could she attack him in the hall without restraint!
Dongfang Juejun's face was still cold, and his eyes were as deep as cold pools, making it impossible to see his emotions clearly.

He held Mi Ziyue's hand, put it on his lips, and kissed lightly: "Xiaoyue, I believe in you."

Mi Ziyue originally had a lot of things to explain, but when she heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then her heart finally returned to her place, and she looked at Dongfang Jue moved.

"Ah Jue..."

Sure enough, he was always the best to her.

"But Xiaoyue, mother and Mo'er can't understand you." Dongfang Jue said again.

"I..." I don't need their understanding.

This sentence, Mi Ziyue almost blurted out.

She bit her tongue.

Although Dongfang Jue was the only one she cared about, Dongfang Jue cared about Jiang Guiru and Dongfang Mo, so she couldn't go against them so blatantly.

"Xiaoyue," Dongfang Jue squeezed her hand tightly, "you see that you are fine now, but occasionally irritable, Xiaoyue, may I take you to see a doctor?"

"Doctor? I don't want it!" Mi Ziyue shook her head.

She had thought about going to a powerful hypnotist to kill Si Ran's personality, but she didn't expect that Si Ran would wake up just one day after she woke up.

At the beginning, it was because Si Ran was hit too hard, Bai Qingyan returned to the Si family, Si Yuan's preference for Bai Qingyan, Li Shuo's abandonment... etc. In three years, she was the one who was with Dongfang Jue Mi Ziyue.

She gave birth to Dongfang Mo, and Dongfang Jue loved her even more.

She thought it was time to go back and take revenge.

So she went back to the Si's house, unexpectedly Wan Peipei, Wan Feng, and Si Yue all cared for her so much, and even Si Yuan, who had never paid much attention to her, said that she had wronged her, and would help her find someone better than Li Shuo in the future. man.

What's more, even Bai Qingyan, who was deeply in the pain of miscarriage and divorce, cared for her a few words.

When he woke up, Si Ran woke up.

She, Mi Ziyue, was silent for two full years.

"Xiao Yue, do you love me?" Dongfang Jue stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, his expression suddenly became very gentle.

"Love." Mi Ziyue returned to her senses and nodded without hesitation.

"Mo'er is our son, you love him too, right?" Dongfang Jue asked softly.

Mi Ziyue was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Of course, A Jue, I didn't mean it just now."

"I know," Dongfang Jue rubbed her head, "I know Xiaoyue, you love Mo'er, you just couldn't control your emotions just now."

Mi Ziyue nodded.

"But normal people can control their emotions. Xiaoyue, you are sick, not physically, but psychologically. If you are sick, let's go to the doctor, shall we?" Dongfang Jue's voice was extremely gentle.

"Ah Jue... I, I don't want to go to the hospital." Mi Ziyue shook her head in pain.

For some reason, she was against hospitals, against doctors, especially psychologists.

"I know, don't be afraid, I'm always here," Dongfang Jue squeezed her hand, and pressed her head on his shoulder, "Xiaoyue, let's go and heal the disease, as long as you are well, our family Only three people can be happy, right? Mother has no reason to object to us, does she?"

Mi Ziyue looked into his deep eyes, looked at the tenderness hidden in them, she nodded as if bewitched: "Yes."

"So, we're going to the doctor tomorrow, huh?"

"Okay." Mi Ziyue nodded.

"So cute." Dongfang Jue lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"A Jue, you stay with me, stay with me all the time." Mi Ziyue reached out and hugged him.

"Yes, I will always be by your side." Dongfang Jue reassured her.

A trace of unbearableness slipped from the bottom of his deep eyes, but he had to do so.

(End of this chapter)