son, who is your father

Chapter 355: Jun Mo Chengshang (1)
A sour feeling rushed into his eyes. In fact, he didn't need to blame himself. Really, everything he did was for her. She admitted that what she cared about was the insincere words he had to say that day , those words were like a double-edged sword, while hurting her, it also stabbed him, as much as love was, so much was hurt; he turned around resolutely, the back of him holding Ruan Qingyin as he left, was The scene she didn't want to think about the most in her heart, but it appeared in her mind from time to time, she didn't mind that he abandoned her and left when her life was at a critical moment, but she did mind if he would marry Ruan Qingyin.

But now seeing him looking up and begging for her forgiveness covered in injuries, the old scene came back before her eyes, with a trace of coldness on Qingjue's face, staring at him with eyes as deep as a pool, her heart Gradually softening bit by bit, can she trust him again?

"Huh!" Yu Wuhen watched the emotion in the eyes of the two, and hummed almost inaudibly. The already deep ice eyes were like the night, but there was a deep chill in the slight turns.

"Yiyi, my son is still in that old man's hands!" Gong Jueshang pulled Bai Moyi bitterly, and interrupted their "eyebrows" in displeasure.That brat, a fake fairy, pretends to be pitiful and wins sympathy with his current miserable state, so he won't give him a chance!

"Shut up! I'm not your son!"

"Shut up, you're not his father!"

"Shut up, stop talking nonsense!"

Several reprimanding words sounded at the same time, all with strong displeasure and anger, what kind of onion is he, is the son misidentified?No, being a father is not easy, especially the father of a certain brat.

Bai Moyi gave Gong Jueshang a cold look, why did he come to cause trouble?Don't even look at what time it is!
"Oh, little thing, you will really break my heart!" The long and narrow phoenix eyes carried a glimmer of light and deliberate injury, clutching their heart and wrinkling their beautiful and enchanting handsome face, staring angrily at him. Bai Wushang said with a weak voice.

It's a pity that his "Xizi holding his heart" that I still feel sorry for has been exchanged for a few disdainful and contemptuous eyes. Yaya, I let you pretend, and I will deal with you later!
"Actually, I'm really curious about what Mr. Luo said. Mr. Luo, if you have something to say, you might as well just say it!" Luo Lingran took a look at the cold-faced white ink clothes, and said to Mr. Luo in a blink of an eye, some things become more and more harmful when they are hidden. That's fine.

Chu Junli glanced at Luo Lingran suspiciously, then understood what he meant, hesitated for a moment, and then stopped talking, but the contradiction in his eyes became more and more intense, and finally it turned into a long silent sigh in his heart, There is endless helplessness.

Although he is not fully aware of the whole story, how can he not see it today?

Chu Junmo's face was a little blue, his iron was heavy, he was still too late, everything was irreparable, now it is no longer a word of regret, but he still doesn't believe it, why is it like this?Also, whose child is it?Why does everyone seem to know, but he alone is kept in the dark!
Bingfeng's eyes shot at Bai Moyi, and there was a hint of sneer in his heart, should he regret that he did not do her right now, or should he hate her for putting him in such an embarrassing situation today?
On the second day of their wedding, he clearly saw her sleeping next to him with her shoulders exposed, but because he was so disgusted at the time, he didn't even want to look at her, so he left the new house quickly and never set foot in her again for five years. Even in the courtyard where he usually wants to see, he is like a stranger. He raised her, but he just had an extra mouth. Even when she gave birth and was born without injury, he never went to see her. To that child, he was like his mother. , completely as if it does not exist.

Many times, in fact, he knew that the child was watching him secretly from behind. Even if his back was turned to him, he could clearly feel that child's longing eyes. Never thought about going back.

People in his house have said in his ears more than once that this child is not his, but because they don't love, they don't hate it, and they just ignore it, and the survival of their mother and child is only for the sake of comforting Prime Minister Bai who has a ulterior motive That's all.

It turned out that he was wrong from the very beginning. It turned out that he was not really ruthless towards her, but he just didn't want to be restrained by a pawn. The more she treated him well, the more she tried to please him, the more he thought of the secret behind her. People, the more they feel disgusted.

What he didn't know was that sometimes loathing a person is also a kind of caring.

In fact, all of this, all the harm, was borne by her alone. It turned out that Bai Cheng's harm to her was far less than what he brought to her. At that time, she loved him so much and cared about him. .

I still remember that she was holding the hibiscus cake made after a hard day with her red and swollen hands, and she stood awkwardly in front of him with a dirty little face, her eyes were full of care and begging, and there was a kind of extravagant hope for happiness, and she closed her eyes. It seems that he can still see the disappointed and sad eyes when he knocked her down with his hand.My heart ached uncontrollably, if...if...if he didn't leave her a cold back, if he could give her a little warmth...

But there is no if in this world!

His nails were deeply sunken into his flesh, his palms were sticky and wet, his eyes were drooping down, and his face was filled with sorrow like never before, and the world lost all color in his eyes in an instant, slowly and slowly. , retreating slowly at a very heavy and slow speed, the current him has no qualifications and positions, after today, he Chu Junmo is a joke in the eyes of the world, but what is this?

The hall full of people became blurred in his eyes, his footsteps were heavy, but he felt like he was floating. Drops of bright red overflowed from his clenched fist, dripping onto the cold stone surface with his slow footsteps On the clothes, dark purple traces were inevitably left on the hem of the clothes.

The voices of people sympathizing and discussing rang in his ears, as his consciousness drifted further and further away...

Chu Jun looked at him painfully, wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say. He reached out to help him, but he stopped him. Now, the last thing he needs is other people's sympathy, even if it is his own. The more he sympathizes with his own brother, the more he will be reminded of how serious his mistakes were that day.

(End of this chapter)