When the young master took Gu Yimi home, Wang's mother began to take care of Yimi.

Although she only took care of her for a day, as a mother, when she saw a girl who was not as old as her woman, she was insulted like this, Wang Ma felt particularly sorry for the child, so she couldn't help but want to take good care of Yimi.

Mother Wang looked at Yimi's barefoot, and the small stones cut apart from the deep and shallow wounds. Mother Wang quickly said:

"Miss Gu, lie down first, I'll get it and I want to disinfect your feet."

As he said that, he helped Gu Yimi lie down.

............

Stiff all over.

Gu Yimi no longer has any sense of it. Does it hurt? If it doesn’t hurt, what can compare to the pain of heart death?!

The final dream was ruthlessly shattered, turned into bubbles, disappeared at the boundless end, and there was no hope.

So, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt...

After a while, Gu Yimi's legs were exaggeratedly wrapped into two meat dumplings by Wang Ma.

Wang Ma gently covered Gu Yimi with a quilt and said in a harmonious voice:

"Miss Gu, you go to sleep for a while. I'll make dinner for you, and it'll be fine soon."

Wang Ma didn't know what happened to Miss Gu, why did she suddenly rush out to chase the young master's car, and she cried so sadly that she didn't even wear shoes. At this moment, she seemed to have lost her soul again, just a

The tears are so heartbreaking that it makes people feel distressed.

After saying that, Ma Wang gently closed the door and went downstairs to cook for Gu Yimi.

The room became dark again.

The person hiding in the quilt can only see the quilt trembling slightly with the trembling of the human body, silently telling the sadness and pain of the person in the quilt.

Gu Yimi gritted her teeth tightly and prevented herself from crying. However, she suppressed her for too long. All the grievances and everything in the past twenty years have made Gu Yimi so tired, she really can't help it.

It's right.

In an instant, all the grievances erupted.

Gu Yimi cried out loud, and she cried loudly, just like a child who couldn't get a toy, losing his favorite toy, crying very sadly and sadly.

Wang Ma who cooked in the kitchen on the first floor and other servants working in the villa all heard it.

.........

I don’t know how long I cried, but Yimi was so tired that she cried. She was halfway through her pillow, and she still had tears on her face. She fell asleep in a daze.

Even in the dream, Gu Yimi was sad.

Wang's mother looked at Yimi who was frowning while sleeping, shook her head with distress, then picked up the shrimp and barley porridge on the bedside table, gently closed the door and left.

I don’t know how long I slept, but finally woke up from hunger.

When Gu Yimi woke up, except for her eyes that were red and swollen like a light bulb, she could not see any sadness at all.

.........

Gu Yimi had already thought about it. Since her dream was shattered, she should wake up. After all, it was just a joke between children who were not allowed to be real when she was a child.

Moreover, how could she become Ji Zefeng's bride now?

Ridiculous. Sad.

Now he is so noble and so arrogant, he is the most perfect male god in everyone's mind, and he is the president of the largest consortium in City A. It is not an exaggeration to use any words of praise on Ji Zefeng.

............When the young master took Gu Yimi home, Wang's mother began to take care of Yimi.

Although she only took care of her for a day, as a mother, when she saw a girl who was not as old as her woman, she was insulted like this, Wang Ma felt particularly sorry for the child, so she couldn't help but want to take good care of Yimi.

Mother Wang looked at Yimi's barefoot, and the small stones cut apart from the deep and shallow wounds. Mother Wang quickly said:

"Miss Gu, lie down first, I'll get it and I want to disinfect your feet."

As he said that, he helped Gu Yimi lie down.

............

Stiff all over.

Gu Yimi no longer has any sense of it. Does it hurt? If it doesn’t hurt, what can compare to the pain of heart death?!

The final dream was ruthlessly shattered, turned into bubbles, disappeared at the boundless end, and there was no hope.

So, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt...

After a while, Gu Yimi's legs were exaggeratedly wrapped into two meat dumplings by Wang Ma.

Wang Ma gently covered Gu Yimi with a quilt and said in a harmonious voice:

"Miss Gu, you go to sleep for a while. I'll make dinner for you, and it'll be fine soon."

Wang Ma didn't know what happened to Miss Gu, why did she suddenly rush out to chase the young master's car, and she cried so sadly that she didn't even wear shoes. At this moment, she seemed to have lost her soul again, just a

The tears are so heartbreaking that it makes people feel distressed.

After saying that, Ma Wang gently closed the door and went downstairs to cook for Gu Yimi.

The room became dark again.

The person hiding in the quilt can only see the quilt trembling slightly with the trembling of the human body, silently telling the sadness and pain of the person in the quilt.

Gu Yimi gritted her teeth tightly and prevented herself from crying. However, she suppressed her for too long. All the grievances and everything in the past twenty years have made Gu Yimi so tired, she really can't help it.

It's right.

In an instant, all the grievances erupted.

Gu Yimi cried out loud, and she cried loudly, just like a child who couldn't get a toy, losing his favorite toy, crying very sadly and sadly.

Wang Ma who cooked in the kitchen on the first floor and other servants working in the villa all heard it.

.........

I don’t know how long I cried, but Yimi was so tired that she cried. She was halfway through her pillow, and she still had tears on her face. She fell asleep in a daze.

Even in the dream, Gu Yimi was sad.

Wang's mother looked at Yimi who was frowning while sleeping, shook her head with distress, then picked up the shrimp and barley porridge on the bedside table, gently closed the door and left.

I don’t know how long I slept, but finally woke up from hunger.

When Gu Yimi woke up, except for her eyes that were red and swollen like a light bulb, she could not see any sadness at all.

.........

Gu Yimi had already thought about it. Since her dream was shattered, she should wake up. After all, it was just a joke between children who were not allowed to be real when she was a child.

Moreover, how could she become Ji Zefeng's bride now?

Ridiculous. Sad.

Now he is so noble and so arrogant, he is the most perfect male god in everyone's mind, and he is the president of the largest consortium in City A. It is not an exaggeration to use any words of praise on Ji Zefeng.
Chapter completed!