"No!!" By the time Huanhuan realized that he wanted to stop her, it was already too late.
"Ah——" Su Ziyin screamed, the pain caused her to faint immediately.
"Zi Yin!!" Su Zhihong was so distressed that he grabbed the crutch and was about to get off, but by accident, he fell directly to the ground. Huanhuan endured the pain in his hand and wanted to go over and help him up, but was pushed away by Su Zhihong.
Huanhuan froze, fell to the ground, looked at her hand that was pushed away, and then slowly turned to look at her uncle, who she had always regarded as her only relative.
Su Zhihong lowered his head and said nothing. His face was swollen to a brown color, but his hands were tightening little by little and clenched into fists.
The helpless frustration completely defeated him. Now, he can't even protect his own daughter.
He was ashamed of his elder brother, he was ashamed of Huanhuan, and now he was even more ashamed of his daughter...
Looking at his uncle, Huan Huan's heart was bleeding.
"Zi Yin!" Liu Su'e rushed over to help her daughter, but was stopped by Mo Jia's sharp and cold gaze.
"It hurts so much that you can't bear to part with it?" He sneered.
"Please, Master Mo, please don't let Zi Yin's hand go! I beg you!" Liu Su'e knelt on the ground with a plop, bursting into tears, "Zi Yin is still young, she is not sensible, and she was framed because of others.
I can’t think about it for a while!”
"Framed?" Mo Jia's eyes became even colder, "What are you framed for? What is there about her that deserves to be framed?"
Liu Su'e was speechless for a moment, just lowered her head and shed tears.
"She has been nothing from the beginning!" Mojia said word for word.
Liu Su'e didn't dare to say anything anymore, looking at her daughter who fainted, shedding tears.
Mo Jia pointed her beautiful white finger at Su Ziyin, "When she stabbed someone else with the knife, did she feel pain? Only your daughter would feel pain, wouldn't other people's children know?"
Su Zhihong was startled, looked at Mo Jia, and then slowly turned around. Only then did he see that Huanhuan's left arm was stained red by a torn wound.
"Huanhuan, you...when were you injured? Why didn't you tell your uncle?"
Mojia's lips became colder, "Tell you, is it useful?"
Su Zhihong's face was flushed, and he stretched out his hand to pull Huanhuan, "Huanhuan, uncle just..."
Huanhuan dodged slightly, while Su Zhihong's hand froze in mid-air.
She lowered her eyes, stood up slowly, bit her lip, and tried not to cry. She walked to Mojia, lowered her head, "Let's go, let's go..."
Mo Jia's brows wrinkled, looking at her grievances and her heartbreak, he slowly let go of Su Ziyin's hand. Liu Su'e and Su Zhihong immediately rushed over, "Ziyin, Ziyin, my poor daughter~
"
Seeing this, Huanhuan's tears couldn't help but fall down. Mojia squinted his eyes, suddenly held her in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said clearly, "You don't need anyone else."
Poor, you only need me."
Huanhuan buried her face deeply into his chest and bit her lips. The more she endured, the more her tears surged and wet his clothes.
…
After re-suturing her wound, Mo Jia's expression did not improve. It seemed that he had just taken one of Su Ziyin's hands, which made him very depressed.
On the way back, Huanhuan looked up at him and whispered, "Mojia, I know you want to help me... let's forget it."
Mojia stared at her with disdain, "Are you someone who is bullied?"
Huanhuan nestled in the chair and looked out the window, "I think uncle must be very helpless. In this case, we should not disturb each other's happiness in the future."
Mojia turned his head and stared at her deeply.
Huanhuan turned around quickly and said very carefully, "Don't tell Chi Feng what happened today!"
Mo Jia still has some sense, and as long as you reason with him, it still makes sense. But Chi Feng is different. In the world of mythical beasts, when you are angry, you will spit fire! When you are bullied, you will still spit fire!
Mojia glanced at her and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.
He has seen too much of Chifeng's great achievements. If he knew about it, it would be possible to burn down the entire hospital, not to mention the family of three.
He didn't want to wipe the butt of that worthless dragon.
The two returned to Mo's house. Huan Huan was in a bad mood and went upstairs without even eating dinner. Mo Jia gave Sister Zhong a few words and heard that Zhong Kun was back, so she went straight to his room.
"Oh, isn't this the young master! Your presence makes this humble house really shine!" Zhong Kun leaned at the door of the room and winked at Mojia jokingly.
Mo Jia stood there with outstanding grace, even his expression did not change, "I haven't seen him for so long, and he is still as annoying as ever."
"Haha," Zhong Kun laughed, not angry, and let him in generously, "What a pity, you just can't live without me, an annoying guy."
Mo Jia glanced at him with indifferent eyes, but did not deny it.
Zhong Kun made him a cup of scented tea, and the two of them sat on the sofa, "Hey, I met our beautiful young lady this morning."
Mo Jia lazily raised his eyes, "Then?"
Zhong Kun shrugged, "It's very complicated."
Mo Jia's eyes flashed, "Tell me and listen."
"Well, since the eldest young master is so elegant, then the younger one should tell the truth."
Mo Jia rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you weren't so annoying, you would probably find a wife soon."
"Haha! I don't bother you, young master, to worry about this." After laughing enough, Zhong Kun returned to the topic, "Your wife has a special magnetic field that I have never felt before." He raised his eyebrows, "It's not like that.
Humanity."
Mo Jia was obviously startled, as if he did not expect such a result.
After a while, he calmly asked, "What does that mean?"
Zhong Kun leaned on the sofa and spoke slowly, "Now, I can't give you the answer, unless I can find the source of this magnetic field. But what I am sure of is that her existence is not just a rune bead.
The substitute is so simple."
Zhong Kun's words made Mo Jia think deeply. He knew Zhong Kun's ability, so Mo Jia never doubted his words, but if it was said that the child's body showed a non-human magnetic field...
Zhong Kun smiled and said, "Hey, one thing I can tell you for sure is that she is a human! She is not a ghost or a demon. You can safely hold her to sleep at night. I guarantee with my personality that there will never be any
question!"
Mo Jia looked at him funny and said, "Your personality, you lost to me in a bet a few years ago."
"Okay, I still have a negative personality, so I'll give it to you!"