Xia Yiyi ran away from home.
The night is hazy.
In the old community, Xia Yiyi sat on Ning Lili’s bed and hugged her legs, a little depressed.
“I don’t want to go back to that home anymore, I don’t want to go back for a moment.”
“Yiyi, don’t you want to avenge your father?”
Xia Yiyi buried her face between her legs and clenched her hands into fists.
Ning Lili walked over, “Yiyi, now you are the only one who can avenge your father. Betrayed by his wife, or get married with his most trusted boss, and finally be killed by his wife and boss. How pitiful.”
“I will definitely avenge my father, and I will go home tomorrow.” Xia Yiyi raised her face and said firmly.
The matters related to the Mu family’s wedding have been going on in an orderly manner, all of which were done by Mu Jingchen himself, and did not let Mu Rongguang intervene.
This wedding also made the already tense father-son relationship even more tense, and there would be disputes as soon as we met.
When Xia Yiyi returned home at night, she saw her mother’s eyes red.
When it was time to have dinner, Su Xiangqin did not come out even if she made the excuse of being uncomfortable.
Mu Rongguang has also been frowning recently, “Yiyi, Uncle Mu will go see your mother, you can eat it alone.”
Xia Yiyi nodded and saw Mu Rongguang entering the room, and quietly eavesdropped on her.
“Xiang Qin, you are pregnant now. If you don’t eat, the children in your belly should also eat it.” Mu Rongguang persuaded, “He doesn’t let me interfere in Jingchen’s marriage, and I can’t do anything about it.”