72-hour ultimatum: Millions of brides are coming

Chapter 671 The Truth 29
Even though she was clearly shaking with fear, she still refused to let go.

Such obviously desperate, but still stubborn and stubborn eyes, printed on the front page of the newspaper, just shocked him directly.

At that time, he still felt that although Hua Feng was weak, his wife and daughter were much stronger than him.He married a good wife and gave birth to a good daughter.

Then, he asked someone to deal with the matter. Those newspapers did not dare to make things difficult for their mother and daughter, nor did they dare to scribble any more, and the previous newspapers were also recycled as much as possible.

Later, on the day of Hua Feng's funeral, he went quietly by himself.

At that time, he just wanted to take a look, but he didn't expect that the human relationship was so cold and warm, and there were only two or three people who came to express their condolences in the clear and cold auditorium.

He looked up, Jinmu and Jin Sisi were both kneeling and weeping, Jin Sisi was covered in white linen, with a small white flower on her forehead, she already had a beautiful outline at a young age , but she was too haggard, like a shriveled flower, her big eyes were wet with tears, and she could see that they were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and her small, pale face was frighteningly thin.

It's just that she looked like this, but it made his heart tremble violently.

After he experienced that incident at the age of 13, his heart was almost as hard as a rock. He really thought that he would never be touched by something again, but this poor little girl miraculously made his heart hard again. Touched once.

He walked in almost unconsciously, and by the time he realized it, he had already walked in, standing in front of the big black and white photo.

He looked at Hua Feng, an opponent he had admired before, and bowed three times seriously.

Jin Mu and Jin Sisi didn't know him, but they didn't get to know him at the moment. The visitors were all guests. They returned the gift, but Su Mo didn't leave. He squatted down next to her and burned the paper with her.

It took Jin Sisi a while to find him. She raised her red and swollen eyes and stared at him for a while, making Su Mo feel a little embarrassed, but when she curled her mouth, she suddenly cried again, her voice With a crying voice and extremely hoarse, "Brother, my father is dead. He doesn't want me anymore! Is it because I am not good, that's why he left me and my mother..."

She has been suppressed for too long, no matter how strong she is, she is still just a nine-year-old girl.

Her tears were like crystal pearls, slipping down bit by bit, down her slender chin, and dripping onto the burning plate. Su Mo's heart seemed to be shaken by something, as if a little Feeling out of breath.

He has never seen anyone cry, let alone a little girl cry. He even forgot at that moment that he could not touch a woman. He stretched out his hand in a daze to wipe the tears on her face. His fingertips spread to the bottom of his heart.

"It's none of your business...you're fine, you're really fine." He replied blankly, comforting unconsciously.

Even when he saw Jin Sisi's small body crying and trembling, he unconsciously stretched out his hand and hugged her, and hugged her with his immature arms, as if wanting to give her strength.

Seeing the little girl crying in his arms, her shaking shoulders, and her hoarse cry, he couldn't do anything.

At that moment, he really regretted it.

(End of this chapter)