The Delicate White Moonlight of Paranoid Powerful Officials

Chapter 321 It's useless to be a mother

Seeing that she was being carried back seemingly without a sound, Mrs. Xiao almost rolled her eyes.

It was only later that she found out that because of Liu Zhen, her sister Yuan suffered this innocent disaster.

and so.

Damn Liu Zhen.

And there is Liu Pingting.

If she hadn't had a dispute with Sister Yuan, how would there have been any subsequent incidents?
She deserves to die too.

Xiao took a deep breath, took Liu Suyuan's hand, smiled at her gently, and said, "What would we, Sister Yuan, want to eat? My mother will cook it for you."

"Don't bother Mommy, I'm not hungry yet."

Liu Suyuan looked at her with a gentle smile in his eyes.

The mother and daughter are almost identical.

"My son..."

Xiao Shi held her hand, his voice choked up, his eyes were flushed, and he looked very broken.

Seeing her like this, Liu Suyuan felt uncomfortable. She closed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes slipped.

"Yes... my daughter is unfilial, and my mother is worried."

Liu Suyuan's hand being held by Xiao Shi was trembling slightly.

Xiao shook her head, "No... I don't blame you, it's Aniang who is useless and can't protect you."

"Auntie..."

The mother and daughter are warm and affectionate.

Miaomiao courtyard.

With a spoon in his hand, Liu Jiyu put the porridge into his mouth.

She was still thinking about her brother and Wen Jiaojiao.

How could the two of them, how could they just leave it like this?

During the day, she wanted to ask her brother why he was like this, but Liu Jiyuan didn't give her any time to speak, so he dropped the words and left.

But my elder brother also accepted Jiaojiao at the beginning, and the two even went out together to get along alone.

How did it become like this.

She was puzzled.

Suddenly, she remembered Mei Shuyu's words.

"Because Yiming has a scale in his heart, he knows what is more important. He has always been clear-headed and will not do emotional things."

Is it because I know Jiaojiao's identity and name, so...is it like this?

But this is too unfair to Jiaojiao.

After thinking about it, she vigorously punched the spoon in her hand into the bowl.

Brother is too much.

If Jiaojiao found out, she would be very sad, right?

But how can I open my mouth like this...

Thinking of this, she felt a headache again.

After taking a few more tasteless bites, she dropped the bowl and spoon, got up and went to the back room.

"But don't come in and bother me."

Just drop this sentence.

The maids all looked at each other.

Fennel took a look into the room, then asked the maids to clean up the dishes, and then asked everyone to evacuate.

inside the house.

Liu Jiyu hugged Ruanrou, rubbed its hair, and unconsciously became dazed again.

Does Jiaojiao know anything about the Wen family?
and many more.

Liu Jiyu suddenly thought of it, and Bai Ri Wen Jiaojiao said: "Last year, today, in this door, people's faces are red with peach blossoms."

As soon as this verse came out, the teenagers on the opposite side all looked at Jiaojiao with complicated expressions.

And Jiaojiao looked indifferent, as if she was not at all curious about why they had such expressions.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Jiyu suddenly figured it out.

Wen Jiaojiao knew that the Wen family was about to collapse, that's why she made such a poem, and she was powerless to recover.

So when faced with the complex expressions of the teenagers, she reacted calmly, thinking about it, she had expected it a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Liu Jiyu couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Was she trying to show that she knew about this and go to comfort Jiaojiao?Is it better to pretend not to know?
Huh~ so annoying.

She started to feel depressed again.

Suddenly, she thought of sister.

I don't know how my sister is doing now, I hope everything goes well.

Anfu.

There were two men sitting on the bed in the room, one of them was very coquettish and charming, and the other was actually An Zhiyuan.

The two of them were naked on the couch.

And in front of the bed, sat a woman.

"Why doesn't she say...um~ she doesn't say anything, An Lang~"

"Wouldn't it be nice not to talk?"

The corners of An Zhiyuan's eyes were red, he didn't care about the person in front of the bed at all, he was only obsessed with the person under him.

(End of this chapter)