The little fairy of Mr. Lan's house

Chapter 8 Ye Weiwei

"Weiwei, take care of yourself, your mother and I are tired, let's go back to the room first!" Murong Yaozong hugged his beloved wife who was still sobbing, and the two returned to the room a little tired.

But Xiao Qing and Murong Yaozu's husband and wife saw that the main character had left, felt bored, and went back to the room after a few sarcasm.

Ou Yi left with Mr. Ou, and Mr. Ou greeted Ye Weiwei, while Ou Yi stared at the door where Murong Chuanxia disappeared from the beginning to the end, and didn't even look at her until the two left.

Ye Weiwei stood in the empty living room, the smile on her sweet face was gone, her little hands were tightly clenched into fists, and she secretly vowed to get back everything Murong Chuanxia owed her in the past 18 years.

Heavy rain suddenly fell in the dark night sky, and Murong Chuanxia stumbled and ran on the path like a doll who had lost his soul.

Rossi and Luo Xiu nervously followed behind her, seeing her precarious body, they both tightened their hearts.

"Miss, don't be like this, okay, we can live a good life after leaving Murong's house, and Luo Xiu and I will be with you together." Finally, Luo Xi couldn't help but stepped forward to hug her tightly, and accompanied her with distress. She cries together.

Luo Xiu stood beside the two, clenched his fists tightly, and vowed to protect the two most important women in his life for the rest of his life.

The rain mercilessly hit the three of them, but the hearts of the three were tightly stuck together.

Ou Yi's extended car drove past the three of them. Ou Yi looked at Murong Chuanxia who was drenched in the rain, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. The girl who had been raised under his care was finally going to face the wind and rain alone. .

But he firmly believed that the pampered Murong Chuanxia would not be able to bear the hardships outside, she would definitely ask him, and then he would consider letting her stay by his side and be his wife, as long as she was willing to obey.

He tore off his tie irritably, but he couldn't keep his eyes off the shivering thin figure outside the car window.

"Yi'er, remember your identity!" Mr. Ou reminded him at the right time without looking sideways.

"Understood, Grandpa!" Hearing the old man's voice, Ouyi's tense nerves relaxed, and he turned his head with some annoyance. What was he doing? He was just an irrelevant person, and he didn't need to Wasted energy on her.

Murong Chuanxia watched Ouyi's car pass by her slowly, only felt that her vision went dark, she was finally no match for the blow of losing her loved one, and fell down in the cold rain.

"Chuan Xia!" Two anxious voices sounded, but they couldn't wake her from unconsciousness.

(End of this chapter)