Sick Bamboo Horse is too hard to coax

Chapter 40
"Young master, what, what should I do?" Mu Ma stood there blankly, looking at Gu Zeyuan helplessly.

The little white cat got into trouble.

If Madam knew that her favorite vase had been broken, wouldn't it be too much to kill them to vent her anger?

Mama shuddered.

Gu Zeyuan hugged the little white cat in his arms silently, turned around and entered the room, and closed the door.

Mother wanted to cry but had no tears. After carefully putting away the fragments of the vase, she began to wait for death to come.

In the evening, the sound of a car engine came from the yard.

Meng Jie is dressed in purple fox fur, curly chestnut hair, enchanting smoky makeup and red lips, and slender high-heeled shoes make her figure even more slim.He is obviously in his 30s, but he looks like he is only in his 20s.

Followed by Gu Xu in a small suit.

Meng Jie entered the door, kicked off her high heels, habitually looked at the vase placed in the most conspicuous position, and found that it was gone.

"Xiaoqing, where is my vase?" Meng Jie raised her voice and asked a passing maid.

The little maid hesitated, she saw the vase was broken by the young master's cat.The young master kept the cat secretly first, and the kitten broke the vase later. Both mistakes are unforgivable to the wife.

But she couldn't open her mouth when she thought of the young master's humble and humble appearance when he begged his mother.

"Huh?" Meng Jie raised her eyebrows and said sharply, "Say! What's going on? Where's my vase?"

"Flowers, vases..." The little maid shrank her neck in fright, shaking like a quail, trembling, she could hardly bear to move.

"I broke it." A faint voice came from behind.Seeing the little boy holding on to the door frame, Meng Jie said calmly, "I broke it."

He closed the door, walked into the hall and looked at Meng Jie, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Meng Jie was about to laugh angrily at his appearance.

She rushed forward and grabbed Gu Zeyuan by the neck, and slapped him on the face crisply: "Little bitch, are you tired of working?"

Gu Zeyuan was shaken by the strong blow, he lowered his head, his face was in burning pain, but he still calmed down, neither struggling nor resisting.

"Since your hands are so cheap, then don't ask for it." Meng Jie sneered, and asked the servant to take Gu Zeyuan out of the warm villa.

"Put his hand in the snowdrift, don't let him in." Leaving this sentence, Meng Jie turned and left.

The snow is heavy, a vast expanse of whiteness, and the world is enveloped by this pure color.

The hand has no feeling under the extremely low temperature for a long time, and it is red and swollen like ten radishes.Gu Zeyuan didn't know how long he had been standing.

At the beginning, the temperature of his hand would melt the surrounding snow. He felt his warm hand cool down a little bit, and it started to hurt sharply, and then slowly became stiff and numb.

He glanced down indifferently.hands, not good looking.Will Ah Xi feel disgusted?
I will.

He frowned, and soon relaxed it again.

But the kitten is still there.

As long as the kitten is still there, that's fine.It doesn't matter how he is.

It was dark, and the little boy fell down.

"Ah! Young master!" Mama exclaimed, rushed out of the room, picked up the boy's small body, and brought him into the room.

The family doctor came in and out, Meng Jie snorted coldly, acquiescing to her mother's own idea of ​​calling her a doctor.

After Gu Zeyuan woke up, he silently saw his mother rushing in and out without saying a word.

"Young master, why did you do this for a cat?" Mama asked distressedly.

Because she sent it.

Gu Zeyuan thought.

She sent it, so protect it well.

　It's snowing and hands are cold.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)