Hearing Qiqi's cry, Zhan Mushui's heart felt like something was pinched, and it hurt her heartbreakingly.

The gaze slowly fell on Qiqi's face.

She called her Mommy......

Before, she almost killed her own daughter!

"Mommy......" Qiqi grabbed her hand, "Mommy doesn't cry, Qiqi loves you, Qiqi won't hurt if you blow it......"

"Qiqi ......" Zhan Mushui opened his mouth with tears in his eyes and held his daughter's little hand.

"Mommy ......"

Mommy screamed again and again, making her heart soften.

"Shuishui, don't cry, my husband will accompany you, it will be fine."

Zhan Muting's eyes were scarlet, thinking that she couldn't stand the pain, so she coaxed hard.

While coaxing, kissing her face.

"Shuishui, don't be afraid ......"

Zhan Mushui's tears fell even more, why did she remember the past, she wanted to stay with Zhan Muting like this.

But now, she remembered everything.

She remembered that it was the old man who killed her father!

Zhan Muting is the son of the enemy who killed his father, and now they are still married.

Unjust!

The doctor stumbled in and hurriedly examined Zhan Mushui.

Immediately behind the doctor were Zhan Muqing and Si Nian, as well as Lady Chevle.

She, the housewife, should have the appearance of a housewife!

"How did you fall?"

Seeing the blood on the pillow, Si Nian almost couldn't stand steadily.

That's a lot of blood!

"Mommy, my mommy hurts ......" Qiqi hugged Si Nian's thigh and cried so much that it rained.

"Seventy-seven good, Mommy will be fine."

Listening to Qiqi's cry, Zhan Mushui kept shedding tears, and his hands were clenched extremely tightly.

She's not a good mommy......

Half an hour later, Zhan Mushui's head was bandaged, Zhan Muting sat next to her and held her hand, and asked softly, "Shuishui, does it still hurt?" Would you like to drink water? Hungry or not? Shall I hold my daughter and show you? ”

Looking at his unscrupulous appearance, Zhan Mushui's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a shallow smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Husband, you ask so much, which one do I want to answer to you?" ”

Husband?

Xue Fu'er on the side frowned, Zhan Mushui got the diary, he should know the truth, why didn't he react at all?

Could it be that there was an accident in the process?

"I'm sorry." Zhan Muting kissed her face, "Shui Shui, I'm sorry, I let you get hurt, I deserve to die!" ”

Zhan Mushui shook his head, but his eyes moistened, "I want to see Qiqi ......"

Zhan Muting immediately hugged Qiqi beside her, and the little girl immediately hugged her neck, crying and sobbing, and called softly: "Mommy, don't cry." ”

Her daughter...... Ken called her Mommy.

"Well, Mommy doesn't hurt." Zhan Mushui spoke softly and stroked her daughter's little face, "With Qiqi accompanying Mommy, Mommy won't hurt!" ”

Si Nian breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, people are fine!

Xue Fu'er stepped forward, stared at Zhan Mushui's face, and said softly: "Shuishui, are you really okay?" ”

Zhan Mushui raised his eyes to look at her, his gaze was cold: "Didn't my little mother see it?" I'm fine! ”

Chevle pursed her lips, a little irritated.

What the hell went wrong?

Zhan Mushui is her last card, does she know the truth?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Zhan Mushui asked softly with a "blank face".

Xue Fu'er turned pale and lightly hooked the corners of her mouth, "It's okay!" ”

Zhan Mushui retracted his gaze, and the hand in the cup slowly tightened.

She obviously put the notebook at the bottom of the box, but someone found it and deliberately put it on it.

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Chevle receives a boxed lunch, countdown!

Chapter 8 ends, baby, thanksgiving!