Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

After Jiang Yi woke up from the operation, he was taken to the Jiang family's old house.

Who would have known that this child would be crying and asking for his mother as soon as he woke up. Jiang Yi had been beside Mu Nanzhu since he was a child. No matter how the servants coaxed him, he could not coax him well. He cried and vomited, and even if he didn't say that he couldn't feed the medicine, he would He kept vomiting everything he ate. One time in the middle of the night, he vomited blood.

Mrs. Jiang seemed to be in a hurry when she found out. She ignored Jiang Yushu's objection and directly sent someone to invite Mu Nanzhu back.

Only then was the child stabilized. This was the blood of the Jiang family.

How could Mrs. Jiang not feel distressed?

After the family doctor made a diagnosis, luckily there was no problem, but he got angry from crying and had nosebleeds, which entered his mouth and made people mistakenly think that he was vomiting blood.

Children recover very quickly and can get out of bed in just a few days. Mu Nanzhu has been living peacefully in Jiang's house to take care of the children these days.

Jiang Yi happily held a toy airplane in the hall, and behind him, Mu Nanzhu held a medicine bowl and chased after her.

The servant cut a plate of fruit and walked to the sofa to put it down. He noticed that a mobile phone had fallen by his feet. He saw that the mobile phone was still on. When the servant bent down to pick it up, the call had been hung up. However, the servant looked at it and saw that the phone was still connected. The name of the contact is reached.

"Young Master, you dropped your cell phone on the ground. I just saw it..."

"Ah!" Mu Nanzhu's scream interrupted the servant.

Jiang Yushu looked over and saw Jiang Yi falling to the ground. Mu Nanzhu yelled and picked up the child, mumbling: "...Mom has told you a long time ago, don't run around when the ground is slippery. You just finished." What should I do if I get injured during the surgery?"

"Let me see, is there any pain?"

Mu Nanzhu patted Jiang Yi's red palm, and blew on his palm.

"Xiao Yi doesn't hurt at all." He said with a smile, ran to Jiang Yushu, climbed onto the sofa, and sat on his lap, "What are you looking at, Dad?"

Jiang Yushu looked at the mobile phone that had just been picked up from the ground by the servant, his eyes were lost in thought, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Wang Fu came from outside and said, "Young Master, there is something I need to report to you."

Jiang Yushu came to his senses, put the child on the ground, "Go and play by yourself first." Then he looked at Wang Fu and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Fu said without hesitation in front of Mu Nanzhu: "Miss Mingyue has returned to the banker's house a few days ago. According to the information we learned during the investigation, it was because Zhuang Haisheng suffered a sudden stroke that Miss Mingyue suddenly returned home."

Jiang Yushu's expression changed. In addition to surprise and surprise, he was more confused and confused.

He looked at the child next to him who had an outline that was eighty-nine times similar to his, and his heart felt even heavier, as if he was being pressed down by a huge boulder.

"...I understand, you go down first."

When Wang Fu left, he looked at Mu Nanzhu meaningfully.

Jiang Yushu picked up the phone, clicked on the screen, opened the phone, and saw the call that was connected 2 minutes ago, his hand trembled slightly.

This emotion was something she had never felt before, fear and panic.

He is more afraid of losing than these.

Jiang Yushu didn't know how much she heard.

Did she...know it a long time ago? Otherwise, why didn't he know the news about returning to China at all, and Mingyue didn't...tell him?

Jiang Yushu went upstairs, and Jiang Yi wanted to be with his father.

Mu Nanzhu saved him.

There should be an understanding between them. If Jiang Yushu chooses Mingyue, it means that he will lose her and their child.

If you really want to keep the child, it depends on whether Zhuang Mingyue can bear the existence of this child.

Of course, Mu Nanzhu wanted Zhuang Mingyue to quit before she knew it was difficult. Even if there was a deep relationship between them, it would not be as good as her giving birth to this child.

Jiang Yushu called back, and the other party picked up quickly.

Jiang Yushu remained silent and did not speak.

Zhuang Mingyue: "Yushu? Is there anything wrong with calling me?"

Listening to her voice that showed no abnormal emotion, Jiang Yushu hesitated and said tentatively: "There was a phone call just now, and I accidentally dialed it..."

Zhuang Mingyue responded: "I heard there was no sound on the phone, so I hung up the phone. I just wanted to call you back. I wanted to tell you that I have returned to the imperial capital and my father is sick. I need I’ll take care of you at home for a few days. I’m sorry I didn’t contact you right away!”

Jiang Yushu breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, "Well, I'll go find you now. I can help you contact the doctor. Is father's illness serious?"

Zhuang Mingyue said businesslikely: "The situation is unclear at the moment. I have already invited a Chinese medicine doctor and made an appointment to come over tomorrow. I don't need to trouble you. I'll hang up if I have anything else to do here."

"Okay, I'll find you tomorrow."

The person on the phone was silent for a few seconds before Zhuang Mingyue responded, "Yeah."

She hangs up.

Zhuang Mingyue had been staying at Zhuang Haisheng's bedside all day long, taking care of her every step of the way. When she was cleaning up her room today, she suddenly found a photo album under the drawer of her father's wardrobe.

Zhuang Mingyue opened the photo album and found that there were only a few familiar people in the album but could not name them. They all looked charitable, but they were all underground gangsters.

Unexpectedly, my father, who usually seemed to be a loner, had met so many people before.

In a thick photo album, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't find any photos of her mother, and she felt a little disappointed.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room, "Ms. Mingyue... it's time for dinner."

Zhuang Mingyue glanced at Wu Ma with cold eyes, "I know, I'll go down later."

Collecting the photo albums and putting them back in the drawer, she stood up and saw that the person at the door had not left yet. She ignored her existence. Zhuang Mingyue closed the window and the weather was cold now, so it was easy to get sick.

"Mingyue~" Wu Ma hesitated, tears streaming from her eyes.

Zhuang Mingyue: "If you have nothing to do, go out. I don't want to see you now, and we have nothing to say."

At this moment, Wu Ma suddenly stepped forward and knelt directly in front of Zhuang Mingyue, "Everything I did wrong was my fault. It was also my idea to drug you. Mingyue... Wu Ma was wrong!"

"I shouldn't have been blinded by my previous hatred. If you want to hate me, hate me. If you want to beat me or scold me, just come at me. No matter what the punishment is, Mother Wu will bear it."

Zhuang Mingyue looked down at Wu Ma with calm eyes, and there was no hatred in her eyes.

In fact, she has already experienced these things a long time ago, and there is nothing she can't look away from now.

However, in her previous life, she did not know until her death that the person who indirectly caused her death would be the person closest to her.

"I don't blame you anymore. Get up." Zhuang Mingyue's tone was calm, as calm as a puddle of stagnant water.

"Wu Ma?! What are you doing?" Bai Yushu quickly helped the person on the ground up, "Brother Zhan?!"

Bai Yushu looked at Zhan Yan for help.