"I can't blame you, Momo, you couldn't help it. It was my fault for not protecting you." Mu Xiuhan was also blaming himself.
Xia Momo's tears fell down her face. At this moment, she realized who was the most important person.
However, it was too late.
"Don't cry, stop crying, okay?" Mu Xiuhan held her face and wiped her tears with his fingers.
The low voice of comfort made Xia Momo's heart feel even more painful.
The tears fell harder and faster.
What Mu Xiuhan was most afraid of was seeing her cry, both before and now.
When she cries, all his pride is gone, and his emotions will be affected by her.
"Stop crying, let's find a solution together, okay?" Mu Xiuhan's heart tightened, he took a tissue and gently wiped her away, but her tears kept falling, as if they were free of charge.
Lose.
His comfort warmed her heart. Xia Momo raised her face full of tears and looked at him.
"Okay, let's face it together." Xia Momo had the courage again.
Yes, what's the use of just crying, the bad guys are still in Xiaoyao, even if she cries dry, it's useless.
"I'll go talk to Gu Boyuan first and see what he wants." Mu Xiuhan decided that he still wanted to see him.
"What if he wants me?" What Xia Momo fears most is that Gu Boyuan will use her again to hurt his heart. In that case, she will be committing a heinous crime.
"If he dares to raise this condition, I will send him to the eighteenth level of hell." Mu Xiuhan will never allow anyone to use his beloved as a tool again, and he will fight to the death against him.
Xia Momo pursed her lips and smiled: "It turns out that in your heart, I am more important than your life."
Mu Xiuhan's handsome face was stunned. The next second, his thin lips kissed her forehead: "Do you know now?"
Xia Momo let him kiss her, closed her eyes, and tears fell down again.
"I know, I will definitely cherish your feelings in the future." Xia Momo murmured movingly.
Mu Xiuhan's thin lips raised a happy smile: "Remember what you said, don't hurt me again."
"No, never again." Xia Momo shook her head, how could she be willing to hurt him again?
Mu Xiuhan was in an extremely good mood, because Momo's heart was close to his again.
"What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over." Mu Xiuhan asked gently.
Xia Momo said: "I want to drink some porridge."
Mu Xiuhan immediately called an assistant and asked her to deliver it.
"Is Wang Chen's injury getting better?" Xia Momo suddenly asked.
"Well, he has been discharged from the hospital, but I still let him rest for a while." Mu Xiuhan said in a low voice.
"Are Wang Chen and Piao Piao together?" Xia Momo asked again.
Mu Xiuhan thought for a while and shook his head: "I'm not sure, but Piao Piao seems to like him quite a bit. It just depends on whether he means it or not."
"It would be great if they could get together as a couple." Xia Momo sincerely hoped.
"Yes, they are both lonely people. It is best to stay together to keep warm." Mu Xiuhan also thought the same. Wang Chen was too lonely by himself. It was really good to have a companion.
An hour later, the assistant hurriedly delivered porridge and several delicious side dishes.
"Sorry, Mr. Mu, am I here too late?" the assistant asked nervously.
"It's okay. It's already a lot of trouble for you to deliver me here at night. You can go back and rest." Mu Xiuhan is a pretty good boss. Although he has strict work requirements, he is also considerate of his subordinates.
"Okay, if you need anything else, give me a call." After the assistant said that, he left.
Mu Xiuhan walked into the ward carrying porridge.
Xia Momo sat up, and Mu Xiuhan opened it and looked at it: "White porridge, do you want to eat it?"
"Yeah." Xia Momo was a little thirsty and wanted to drink some porridge.
Mu Xiuhan filled a bowl for her and brought it to the bedside. Xia Momo reached out to take it.
But the man avoided it: "I'll feed you."
"No need, I'll do it myself..."
"Just let me feed you, I want to feed you." Mu Xiuhan insisted.
Xia Momo blushed and had no choice but to nod.
Mu Xiuhan sat by the bed, took a spoon, took a spoonful, and handed it to her mouth.
Xia Momo lowered her head and took a sip in embarrassment.
Mu Xiuhan saw her blushing and couldn't help but joke: "Why are you blushing? Don't you like me?"
Xia Momo smiled bitterly: "I have hands and feet, and it feels weird to let you feed me."
"What's weird? I feel fine." As Mu Xiuhan spoke, he fed him another spoonful.
Xia Momo pursed her lips and smiled: "It feels like I can't take care of myself."
Mu Xiuhan chuckled, but he still insisted on feeding her. Xia Momo did not fight with him and just enjoyed it peacefully.
Wang Chen was discharged from the hospital and was resting at home. Piao Piao also moved into his home, thinking about how to get him delicious food every day.
This morning, Piaopiao came back again, carrying a chicken and a big piece of beef.
When Wang Chen saw this, he asked with a bitter expression: "Piao Piao, what are you going to do for me again?"
"I read a book yesterday and planned to make chicken soup and stir-fried beef for you. Don't worry, I followed the steps in the book to make it. It's guaranteed to be delicious." Piaopiao was afraid of Wang Chen.
She didn't want her to do it, so she immediately explained.
Wang Chen stretched out his hand to touch his forehead: "Didn't I tell you to stop cooking? My kitchen was almost burned down twice by you."
"If you want to get a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. It seems that if you can't get his heart, you can't get his stomach either. I'm really useless." Piao Piao spread her hands and leaned against the wall, feeling very sad.
.
Wang Chen was amused by her expression: "Piao Piao, I have always regarded you as my sister, and it's nice to be my sister."
"No, I don't want to be your sister. I want to be with you all my life." Piaopiao's eyes turned red and she became even more sad: "Wang Chen, do you think I'm not pretty enough? Or do you think I'm bad?"
Wang Chen walked up to her. He was 1.82 meters tall but only 1.6 meters tall. He touched her hair and said softly: "How could I dislike you? I'm not handsome myself. To say bad things
If so, I might also be bad, Piao Piao, we are nine years apart, you are only twenty-one, and I am almost thirty, how could I..."
Piaopiao didn't wait for him to finish his words, and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly with both hands: "I don't care how old you are, as long as you are seventy or eighty years old, I will accept it."
Wang Chen's heart was shocked twice more. He lowered his head and looked into his clear eyes.
"Just tell me, do you like me?" Piao Piao asked, looking up into his eyes.
In fact, Wang Chen had already had other thoughts about Piao Piao without even realizing it.
At this moment, facing her inquiry, Wang Chen dodged his eyes twice: "I...I still think you are too young and don't think carefully. Maybe you like me now, and when you mature and know what you want,
, you may have another idea."
It was precisely because Wang Chen was responsible for her that he did not dare to agree to be with her easily.