Mr.Gu, sweet wife is so warm

His pupils are as blue as the sea, as if they were the purest light blue in the world.

"Lily, why are you here?"

It's Edson.

When an Xiaoli was training in acting skills in the United States, the friends she knew were once friends. Since he confessed to her, an Xiaoli escaped his passionate feelings and cut off all contact with Edson without authorization.

Until we met not long ago, but an Xiaoli still chose to escape.

An Xiaoli subconsciously struggled to open his hot palm. This blonde man has deep and beautiful facial features, just like the most perfect work of God.

He stared at an Xiaoli's eyes, mixed with trembling affection, and her reflection was full in his pupils.

Su Liu stood aside and looked at the atmosphere between them. She always felt a little ambiguous.

"No... I just came to visit..."

An Xiaoli's eyes twinkled and wanted to leave, but he was caught by Edson. He still smiled on his face, but her behavior was very tough.

He dragged an Xiaoli into the ward. He whispered, "Gu Shiqing has told me."

An Xiaoli closed her eyes in agony. She didn't think Gu Shiqing could talk so much.

On the hospital bed, lying an old woman, her eyes tightly closed, her mouth and nose covered the respirator, and her bare wrists on her sick clothes looked terrible, as if her thin skin was tightly attached to the skeleton.

The cheeks were horribly concave, only the eyes covered by eyelids were raised, and there was no intact skin on the face, all blue and purple.

Just this scene, an Xiaoli knew that she had been living a nightmare. After more than ten years of suffering, she was abused by Wang Dafu, who was insane and dehumanizing.

"Mom... Mom..."

An Xiaoli looked dull. She wanted to go forward, but suddenly her legs softened and collapsed to the ground.

Slowly, the beautiful eyes are gradually filled with clear tears, constantly spinning, and finally slowly dripping on the ground along the cheeks.

mom?

Su Liu could not help frowning when she heard this. Although she was standing at the door, she could still see the woman's miserable face on the hospital bed and her wrist as thin as a skeleton.

She couldn't bear to keep her eyes closed, and a surge of anger suddenly rose in her heart.

Edson squatted down slightly, opened his arms, embraced the tearful an Xiaoli in his arms, and gently stroked her hair with his big hand.

His eyebrows and eyes were heavy.

The scorching sun outside the window was strong, and the warm light was almost transmitted. Wearing thick curtains, they poured into the room.

The mottled light and shadow fell on the woman's face in a coma. With her slender eyebrows and slightly picked eyes and tail, you can still see her beautiful style in those years.

An Xiaoli, like her, is a beauty.

"After my mother divorced, she married the beast man, that is, Wang Dafu."

An Xiaoli seemed to have calmed her mood. She sat by the bed and stared at her mother's sleeping face. Her eyes were full of mist. "He was very kind to us at the beginning, but it didn't take a year for him to show his true colors."

Quarrels, beatings and screams every day and night.

It was like a moment back to that dark, nightmare day again.

After calming Xiaoli, Edson was called by a medical staff. Before leaving, Edson begged Su Liu to accompany Xiaoli.

Su Liu tightened her red lips and clenched her little hand on her knee into a fist. She eased her anger and whispered, "is that Wang Dafu the old man who asked the bodyguard to catch you?"

An Xiaoli's hand trembled a little, "yes, that's him."

Su Liu slowly approached her and thought of the sudden news this morning. If she thought so, everything could be explained.

"I wonder if he wants you to give money because of something, probably your mother's business, but you won't. He gets angry and goes straight to it."

Su Liu also has a little mind. She reads newspapers and news today. Every line of words and everyone is inseparable from the words "mother" and "money".

Plus what an Xiaoli said to her, it's not difficult to think of it.

An Xiaoli smiled when she heard the speech. Her smile was mixed with tired and delicate eyebrows and eyes, all of which were dead gray: "I should praise you for your contemporary Sherlock Holmes."

Wang Dafu

Su Liu's eyes narrowed slightly, and her curled eyelashes covered the dangerous breath passing in her eyes. Her small body even exuded a terrible sense of oppression.

As Hua said, the man who killed her sister is also called Wang Dafu.

At least make a little investigation inside and you can find out. If it is true, you really have to grasp the evidence.

"Lily, do you think the same as me?"

Su Liu raised her eyes and looked into an Xiaoli's eyes. She smiled. Although her pupils were dark, they were as bright as the brightest stars in the night sky.

An Xiaoli saw her smile. She narrowed her eyes slightly and whispered, "to tell you the truth, I've wanted to fight back for a long time."

Moreover, the evidence about Wang Dafu has also been collected, but these evidence can not be directly killed. Larger and more amazing evidence must be needed.

An Xiaoli is not just appreciating the light brought to her by the entertainment industry. She is quietly waiting for a fatal opportunity in the dark.

"I want to wait and collect more evidence so that I can put him directly in prison and never turn over."

An Xiaoli muttered to herself. She stared at her mother and whispered in a soft voice. She unknowingly contracted bone deep hatred. Every word was almost squeezed out between her teeth. She hated it very much. She wanted to directly break Wang Dafu into pieces and never exceed her life.

"I didn't expect that my mother can't wait..."

With tears in her eyes, she firmly grasped the unconscious hand on the hospital bed and whispered, "I must save my mother, I must."

"Get your mother out now."

Su Liu smiled and held an Xiaoli's hand. "Don't you want to play something exciting? In other words, your stepfather shouldn't know that we already knew about this hospital?"

An Xiaoli was stunned and looked at Su Liu foolishly. The smile on her face became more and more strange.

The sky gradually darkened, night fell, and the hospital fell into silence.

In the quiet corridor, two figures were walking quietly. One of them was pushing a wheelchair. In the wheelchair, there was a patient with a mask on his face. He was as thin as a wood. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.

"Why is it late at night?"

An Xiaoli pushed her wheelchair and looked a little strange and terrible in the corridor where she could hear even whispering.

"It's mainly because I'm afraid I'll encounter unnecessary trouble when I save your mother during the day."