Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

In the end, Bo Ye still called the doctor before to treat Tang Wei's wound. After applying the ointment, Tang Weicai said the first thing. He said, "Mommy, I feel pain..."

Tang Shi's tears suddenly fell down and hugged her child heartily, "it's Mommy's fault, it's Mommy's not strong enough..."

Tang Wei also cried, red eyes, "it's not my fault, it's the aunt who wanted to give me milk tea. I didn't touch her, the cup turned over..."

"Mommy knows that's not the only person in our family."

Tang Shi released him and wiped away his tears. "Mommy won't let you stay in Bo's house like this. It's too dangerous."

Tang Wei nodded, "I'll wait for mommy to pick me up. Mommy, can you stay with me at Bo's house these days? "

When a child is scalded by someone's design, he still has a shadow in his heart. For a moment, he lacks a sense of security, and thin night is not the one who can give him a sense of security.

Tang poetry left and right thinking, or focus on nodding, "OK, mummy to discuss with Bo Ye."

Finish the Tang poetry stand up, go out the door, but see thin night at the door, a face of deep silence.

Tang Shi laughed bitterly, "have you heard all of them?"

Even if the voice is so quiet, the body is still shaking.

Thin night is silent.

Tang Shi said, "it's you who wrongly blame him, but you never admit it."

This was true five years ago and five years later.

Bo Ye, you are too conceited after all.

Thin night this just says, "why doesn't he explain to me?"

"Explain?"

Tang Shi laughed twice, his eyes slightly red and looked at the thin night, "thin night, do you listen to his explanation? You don't trust him and say he is a white eyed wolf. What else do you want him to explain? You're his own father, but you say that in front of your son! "

My eyes are white and my face is a little thin.

"I really want to take Weiwei home. I can't accept his life in your family. Thin night, can you let go

Tang poetry stand firm body, for her son, she must face the thin night, can not shrink back.

Thin night gnashing his teeth, "no way! My son of thin night, it's impossible to let him out! "

"But your conscience will not hurt if you let him live like this!"

Tang poetry came forward, did not know where the strength, a grasp of thin night's chest clothes, "thin night, you ask yourself, my Tang poetry in the end is where to provoke you! Even my son will be framed by your lover outside! Five years is not enough to offset your hatred. Now? What do you want to do? Come at me! How can you do something to your own son

Bo Ye was forced to say a word by the heart cutting and lung cutting words of Tang poetry. He grabbed Tang Shi's wrist and pulled her wrist away from his clothes. After a long time, he said slowly in a dangerous voice, "come to you..."? Tang Shi, I want you to die, just like squeezing an ant to death. "

"Then let me die."

Tang Shi laughs absurdly. She stares at Bo Ye. The hatred in her eyes is amazing. Time goes by. Over the years, her hatred has come to the end. "Bo Ye, I ask you, is my Tang poetry dead, you are willing to let my son go!"

Die! She dares to say die!

At that moment, thin night was like being pulled tightly by people's heart, pulling hard, involving a strong sense of pain.