At this moment, she felt like a thief.

Unexpectedly, she stole Jian Chu’s son and even her man...

The more she thought about it, the more suffocated she felt.

If she were not Xiaoyi's mother, would Feng Yichen still be with her?

If you don't think about these thoughts, you can't stop them. Once you think about them, you can't stop them.

Afraid of scaring Xiao Yi, Jian Chu wiped away her tears and did not dare to cry anymore.

"I'm sorry, baby, did mom scare you?"

Xiao Yi shook her head and hugged her tightly with her little hands.

It could be seen that he was really scared.

Jian Chu did not dare to reveal her emotions and wiped away her tears.

The phone is still with Feng Yichen, so nothing will affect her here.

The Cheng brothers called one by one and wanted to ask about Jian Chu's situation, but Feng Yichen blocked them all.

This day was chaotic and extremely depressing.

…

At night, Xiao Yi slept with Jian Chu.

This night, Jian Chu's sleep was not stable.

My mind is filled with the video I saw this morning.

In the video, the ferocious and terrifying face and the abused child on the ground, both of which were in human form, were clutching her heart tightly, making her unable to breathe in pain.

The final scene freezes with the woman pouring boiling milk into the child's mouth.

Fear and anger suddenly enveloped her whole heart, and a cold sweat broke out down her back.

Jian Chu opened his eyes suddenly, his scream stuck in his throat, and the fear in his eyes had not faded away.

She moved, her whole body soaked in cold sweat.

She sat up and took a quick look at the child sleeping peacefully next to her, and then her heart was relieved.

The horrific images kept coming to my mind.

She didn't even dare to think about how painful it would be to have that hot milk poured down her throat.

Jian Chu covered her mouth and sobbed, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in her mind.

In the bright morning, a woman stood at the door holding a glass of hot milk.

The glass was broken in the room and Xiaoyi looked pale...

Jian Chu's pupils suddenly shrank and he glanced at the person on the bed in disbelief.

An extremely absurd idea gradually took shape, which shocked her beyond measure.

Her whole body was trembling with shock and anger. She slowly got down to the ground and opened the door very gently.

He took the key that Feng Yichen had placed in the Xuanhuan area and opened the door very gently.

I didn't even change into my pajamas and slippers and went straight downstairs.

Along the way, her mind was confused. In September, the weather started to get cold in the morning and evening.

Especially at four or five o'clock, the weather is still humid.

Jian Chu quickly walked to Feng Yichen's car and got in. His hands were shaking slightly for a long time before he started the car.

She didn't even have time to think about it. She didn't even have a driver's license in this world, so she started the car and drove quickly towards the Cheng family.

Jian Chu lowered the car window, and the cold air outside the window poured in, stimulating her nerves.

When the car arrived at Cheng's house, Jian Chu's cheeks were cold from the cold, and his hair was wet from the morning moisture and clung to his face in an awkward manner.

He parked the car at the gate, got out of the car and ran towards the yard.

The servants who got up early to clean were shocked when they saw her like this.

Before I could come up to ask anything, someone had already ran into the house.
Chapter completed!