Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 27 The Humble Love to Dust Part 1
　When the young master took Gu Yimi home, Wang Ma began to take care of Yimi.

Although she only took care of her for a day, as a mother, seeing a girl who was about the same age as her woman suffer such insults, Wang Ma felt very sorry for the child, so she couldn't help but wanted to take good care of Yimi.

　Wang Ma looked at Yimi's bare feet, which were scratched open by fine stones, and Wang Ma hurriedly said:

　"Miss Gu, lie down first, I'll get some medicine to disinfect your feet."

　After saying that, she helped Gu Yimi to lie down.

Stiff all over.

　Gu Yimi no longer feels any sensation, does it hurt?It doesn't hurt, what can compare to the pain of death? !

The last dream was ruthlessly shattered, turned into foam, and disappeared at the end of the boundless, without any hope.

So, no pain, really no pain.
　After a while, Gu Yimi's feet were exaggeratedly wrapped into two meat dumplings by Wang Ma.

　Wang Ma gently covered Gu Yimi with the quilt, and said in a harmonious voice:

　"Miss Gu, you go to bed first, I'll make you dinner, it'll be ready soon."

　Wang Ma didn't know what happened to Miss Gu, why she rushed out to chase the young master's car suddenly, and she cried so sadly that she didn't even wear her shoes. At this moment, she seemed to have lost her soul again. Weeping vigorously, it makes people feel distressed to watch.

　After finishing speaking, Wang Ma gently closed the door and went downstairs to cook for Gu Yimi.

　The room became dark again.

　The person hiding in the quilt can only see the quilt trembling slightly with the shaking of the person's body, silently telling the sadness and pain of the person in the quilt.

　Gu Yimi gritted her teeth tightly, not letting herself cry out, but, after suppressing it for too long, all the grievances, everything in the past 20 years, made Gu Yimi so tired, I really couldn't help it .

　In an instant, all the grievances burst out.

　Gu Yimi cried aloud, and cried very loudly, like a child who could not get a toy, lost his most beloved toy, crying very sadly, very sad.

　Wang Ma, who was cooking in the kitchen on the first floor, and the other servants working in the villa, heard it.

　
　I don't know how long she cried, but Yimi was so tired that her pillow was more than half wet from crying, with tears still hanging on her face, she just fell asleep in such a daze.

　Even in the dream, Gu Yimi was sad.

　Wang Ma looked at Yimi who was sleeping soundly and frowning, shook her head distressedly, picked up the shrimp and barley porridge on the bedside table, closed the door gently and left.

　I don't know how long I slept, but I finally woke up from hunger.

　Gu Yimi woke up, except for a pair of eyes that were red and swollen from crying, she couldn't see any sadness at all.

　Gu Yimi has already thought about it, since the dream is shattered, it's time to wake up, after all, it's just a joke between children who couldn't be real when they were young.

　Moreover, how could she become Ji Zefeng's bride now?

ridiculous.sad.

　Today, he is so noble, so lofty, he is the most perfect male god in everyone's mind, and he is also the president of the largest consortium in City A. Any words of praise cannot be overstated for Ji Zefeng.

(End of this chapter)