The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 82: The Secret Love (1)
Everyone was caught off guard by the beating, and they stared at each other in a daze, speechless.

Liang Youqi's face was pale, his eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched unconsciously. He was too bullying, and he would not let it go.

Mrs. Han's expression was indescribably sad and joyful, and it was indescribably weird.

"Shaozhe, Shaozhe, what's the matter with you kid? You're messing around!"

After scolding her son severely, she turned her head and smiled apologetically, "Mrs. Liang, don't mind, this child always says that the wind is the wind, and the rain is the rain. He is often too busy to go home."

Faced with such a situation, she overturned the five-flavor bottle and tasted everything.

Mrs. Liang smiled slightly, she was very self-cultivated, as for what she was thinking in her heart, she didn't know, "There's something wrong, I can understand it, it's just this matter..."

Mrs. Han frowned imperceptibly, "Don't worry, wrap it on me."

Danqing pondered over what happened just now, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

She unlocked the door and entered the house with a dazed face, and sat on the sofa like a wandering ghost, as if she had lost her soul.

Shaozhe poured a glass of water, drank it dry in one gulp, scratched his hair irritably, just as he put down the glass, there was a sobbing sound in his ear.

He turned his head abruptly, only to see a certain girl crying, wiping her tears with her little hands.

He walked over quickly, took her into his arms, and patted her on the back, "Why are you crying?"

Those crystal clear teardrops flowed into his heart, hot and painful.

Danqing raised her small face in fear, tears streamed down her face, and she was out of breath from crying, "Brother, mother...are you going to...sell me..."

His heart twitched, and he tightened his hands, "Don't cry, I'm not dead yet, it's no one else's turn to make decisions for you."

He is not a fool. He can see what those people are thinking and is annoyed in his heart.

Danqing is only 17 years old, so he is so eager to plot against her?
Danqing became anxious when he heard this, and quickly picked up his sleeve to wipe away his tears, not daring to cry any more.

She looked at him eagerly, "You will not die, you will always be with me, brother, will you protect me for the rest of your life?"

He nodded firmly, and nodded again, with a solemn expression, "Of course, as long as I have me, I will protect you for a day. Don't be afraid, I will find a way to solve it."

Danqing's high-hanging heart fell to the ground, and he no longer panicked, "Okay, I believe in brother."

Suddenly, her eyes turned red, and the tears she held back accidentally slipped down, "Why does she hate me so much? I'm hiding here..."

She doesn't ask Mrs. Han to like her, she just wants to treat her like nothing and don't count on her.

Can such a poor wish not be fulfilled for her?
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and her tears kept falling like broken pearls.

He stretched out his big hand, and tears fell on his hand, which got wet after a while.

His heart couldn't help being flustered, and he drank in a low voice, "Don't cry, what's there to cry about..."

She bit her lip and endured it desperately, her small body trembled slightly, but she just couldn't restrain her emotions. Tears are not obedient, so you can't blame her.

The aggrieved and pitiful little appearance crushed his heart, so he couldn't bear to blame her, hugged her on his lap, and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

"Good. Don't cry."

The more he coaxed her, the more aggrieved she became, the more uncontrollable the tears were, rushing down like a faucet out of control.

But she was still holding on, "I didn't...cry..."

Crying like this, and still saying that she didn't cry, alas, the little nose is red from crying, and the eyes are swollen and swollen, it is really pitiful.

(End of this chapter)