Chapter 129: Gain sympathy.

Zhao Xiaoyue totally couldn't understand why people didn't take the child seriously after giving birth.

So pathetic!

"When I was in Yanyang Village, it was my grandfather who had me transferred there. He hoped that I would endure hardships and become a superior person."

Zhao Xiaoyue was a little angry, "How could he do that? You were only that old at that time!"

"So what if I'm small? When I returned to Hai City, my grandfather was disgusted by my inability to protect myself, so he threw me into a training camp. The scar on my face was left at that time."

How come this sounds like a complaint?

Zhao Xiaoyue was also convinced. Look how the kid was tortured. No wonder he looked like he had lost his soul at that time. It turned out that he was being tortured.

Is a training camp a place that anyone can go to? Not to mention such a young child!

This is a bit indignant, blaming the elder for not knowing how to teach the child and almost making the child depressed.

When she saw him in Huarong Port City, his morbid personality and lifeless appearance really hurt Zhao Xiaoyue's heart.

"Is the injury on your back also from that time?"

Situ Ming raised his eyebrows. Did you see this too?

"Ok!"

Then he said: "But that's all in the past, I didn't feel much pain!"

This kind of evasive and ambiguous lotus rhetoric made Zhao Xiaoyue feel even more distressed.

"Well, it's all over. Everything will be fine in the future!"

Situ Ming's eyes were dim, "Yes, everything will be fine in the future..."

In the past, you had to make a choice.

When his mother and elder brother were in a car accident, he was at a loss and went to find Situ Kun. As a result, Situ Kun and another woman were sleeping in the bed that should have been his mother's.

Little Situ Ming clenched his fists and roared, "Why?"

The man on the bed held a cigar in his mouth and said, "Send the young master back to his room."

The housekeeper immediately carried Situ Ming away. Situ Ming even heard the woman's lewd laughter.

When Wen Zhengtian picked him up, that was the most miserable time he had ever seen the man.

The room was in a mess, everything was smashed, the man had a broken finger, and blood was oozing from the hole in his leg.

He felt extremely happy. Situ Kun also had such an embarrassing moment.

Soon, he was picked up and walked out of the Situ family's door.

After struggling for a while, Situ Ming received two hard slaps on his buttocks and started crying.

An old man dressed in a majestic manner took him to a big house. Facing the man who was as steady as a rock, Situ Ming started smashing things.

He smashed everything he saw, just like a wild boar entering a cabbage field. Precious porcelain was shattered all over the ground, and expensive paintings turned into pieces of paper scraps in his little hands. Wen Zhengtian pulled out his horsewhip, beat Situ Ming half to death, and then left him in Yanyang Village.

He chose to take a path paved with thorns.

If you succeed, you will be honored as a king; if you fail, you will die without a burial place.

Situ Ming, who was lying on the bed, sighed, "Sometimes I wish this world didn't have me!"

This made Zhao Xiaoyue very anxious. This kind of thought is very dangerous and must not be entertained.

"Don't think like that. There are still many people who care about you. For example, the guy named Duan Yunfei. You can tell that he treats you as a brother."

The more anxious Zhao Xiaoyue became, the more she didn't know how to comfort her. Situ Ming raised his eyebrows, thinking this idea wouldn't work.

"Well, Yun Fei is good, he treats me well and listens to Madam Duan."

Zhao Xiaoyue’s first reaction was that he must be a mama’s boy because he listens too much to his parents.

Normally, Zhao Xiaoyue is also an expert in tea appreciation, but in the face of beauty, his brain can no longer keep up with the pace of his heart.

Still saying: "Don't you realize that Duan Yunfei is a mama's boy?"

Situ Ming saw Zhao Xiaoyue's surprise clearly.

One day, Duan Yunfei found out that Zhao Xiaoyue evaluated him in this way, or he got the information from his good brother, and he almost broke off his friendship with Situ Ming!

Now Situ Ming's goal has been achieved.

Then he listened to the little girl telling him about the beautiful scenery in various places in the world, the interesting festivals in various places, and the delicious food in various places.

I also told him that only when you are alive can you do many of the things you want to do, but when you are dead, there is nothing left.

He explained a lot of reasons earnestly, but Situ Ming just stared at the little mouth opening and closing, thinking to himself, it turns out that dogtail grass is so talkative.

Actually, with the corners of his mouth hidden under the quilt raised in a beautiful arc, he just lay there listening to the little girl's chatter.

Unconsciously, I felt that this incident was a good thing.

So, no matter what, he can accomplish it!

As Zhao Xiaoyue kept muttering to him, Situ Ming gradually fell asleep. Perhaps the medicine had taken effect, and he felt very relieved!

I came back slowly around noon.

Holding the clothes she bought for Zhao Xiaoyue, she said, "I'm so tired. Oh, I'm so tired!"

"Mr. Zhao, the things in this bag are yours. Take them home and try them on. These are the most beautiful clothes in the entire show."

Zhao Xiaoyue had just finished a phone call with Hou Taotao and confirmed the flight time.

She came to the comic convention and the packaging bags were printed with the famous brand "Lougou". His habit of buying clothes for her remained unchanged.

On the third day, Duan Peng, Duan Yunfei and Fang Yan appeared at the hotel entrance. Military cars and Wen's Group cars were parked downstairs, surrounding the hotel.

Situ Ming was standing in the corridor, with Duan Peng and a large group of bodyguards standing behind him.

The young man had his hair half tied up, his cool and handsome eyes were smiling, "Do you want to take our plane, or..."

Comic Exhibition came over and half-blocked Zhao Xiaoyue, "We have already bought the plane tickets. Besides, we will have two more days to play."

Zhao Xiaoyue didn't want to stand out, so she said, "Little brother, you go first. I have to go somewhere else and will be back later."

I felt inexplicably uncomfortable during the past few days at the comic convention, especially when facing this savage.

At first, I thought he was very handsome and wanted to be his boyfriend, but the more we got along, the more I felt that there was a familiarity in this weird guy.

Especially on the day he was rescued, the area was clearing out the Colosseum, and Situ Ming was very weak and needed to be left unattended.

So Mr. Zhao asked him to take good care of this savage. In the middle of the night, he walked to the bed in a daze and touched it, but found that the bed was empty.

He was so scared that he lost all his sleepiness and looked everywhere quickly. Finally, he saw him returning the phone to a waitress in the corridor. The little girl even wanted to hug Situ Ming.

Why can’t you borrow their phone during the day? Why do you have to borrow it secretly at night?

But the savage's explanation was that he was reporting his safety to his grandfather.

This was the first time I met Situ Ming at the comic convention, but he was obviously unhappy.

The comic exhibition didn't want Mr. Zhao to get too close to this wild man, so they rejected the invitation on his behalf.

The moment Comic Exhibition met Situ Ming's eyes, he felt a chill. He leaned closer to Zhao Xiaoyue. Why was he still blaming Shen Ren?

Situ Ming smiled slightly, "Then I'll leave first."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, bent down and hugged Zhao Xiaoyue, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you, Zhao Xiaoyue! See you at No. 2 Middle School."

Just as the comic exhibition was about to stop him, he turned around and left!

Following behind was a large group of people.

The hotel was reopened after the military withdrew.

Situ Ming got in the car, lowered the window, looked up towards the top floor of the hotel, and curled his lips slightly.

Then he closed the car window and said, "Uncle Duan, let's go back home!"