Meng Jiuge had completely given up. She walked very quickly, and the blood on the ground meandered along her calves to the door until it disappeared.
After everyone left, Mo Yuchuan seemed to come to his senses suddenly and saw the bloodstains on the ground.
"What's going on?"
Mo Yuchuan frowned. It was not until this time that he saw the scissors in Eleven's hand, which were stained with blood.
Could it be that Eleven was the one who fought with Meng Jiuge first?
“Dad, I…”
Eleven was a child after all. Facing Mo Yuchuan's sudden cold face, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He threw the scissors on the ground with a scream and hid behind Cheng Yu.
Then Mo Yuchuan noticed the dismembered and shattered rag doll on the floor. As if he suddenly remembered something, the man's eyes trembled.
The reason was simple, simply because this rag doll was given to Meng Jiuge by him personally when he was a child.
Mo Yuchuan was no fool, and he understood the whole thing in an instant.
"Tell me clearly, what did you do?"
Mo Yuchuan felt a surge of anger rising up, realizing that he might have wrongly accused Meng Jiuge, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Thinking of Meng Jiuge's disheartened look just now, he knew that no matter how petty this woman was, she would not be so impulsive as to hit a child. Eleven must have done something excessive.
Because Mo Yuchuan looked bad, Eleven was so scared that he cried out, "Woo wa wa wa——"
Until this time, Cheng Yu stood up.
"Why are you arguing with a child? Maybe Meng Jiuge stabbed himself with a pair of scissors as a self-torture trick?"
"What about this rag doll?"
"Eleven is only a few years old this year, he doesn't know what to move and what not to move. Besides, it was Meng Jiuge who didn't pack her things properly, so the child took them out to play with them?"
Having said this, Cheng Yu softened her tone again. She knew that Mo Yuchuan must be feeling resentful at the moment, so her eyes simply turned red.
Cheng Yu choked up and said, "Are you tired of us mother and son? Eleven is just a child, he doesn't have any bad intentions. Besides, have you forgotten what Meng Jiuge did before? If you really love her so much, then we mother and son should just go..."
Cheng Yu's tears fell one by one, accompanied by the crying of the child, which made Mo Yuchuan even more upset.
But it must be said that Cheng Yu's words reminded him.
Inevitably, Mo Yuchuan recalled the hymen repair work that Meng Jiuge had done.
He didn't even know if the child from the accidental abortion was his.
On the contrary, Cheng Yu has remained a virgin for him all these years, raising the child with great difficulty, and has not asked for a formal status...
Mo Yuchuan finally felt guilty and whispered a few words to comfort Cheng Yu.
"I just got impulsive."
Hearing this, Cheng Yu stopped crying, lowered her head and burrowed into the man's arms, with a hint of pride in her eyes.
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