"But...but I miss Ji Ran. I want to find Ji Ran. I can accompany Ji Ran to find daddy, ugh~~~~"
Tears fell from her eyes, leaving the old lady at a loss.
"Be obedient. If you go to see Mommy, and Mommy has to spend time taking care of you, she won't have more time to find Daddy, right?? As for you, live with your wife obediently,
Grandma promises you that when mommy finds daddy, she will come back with you right away, okay?"
When little Shao Qian heard what the old lady said, his crying gradually subsided. He looked at the old lady with tearful eyes and sobbed: "Is it true?"
"Well, it's true, grandma promises you!"
The old lady raised four fingers to him and made an oath.
She has also thought a lot in the past few days. Her hatred for the Ji family and Ji Ran actually doesn't have much meaning anymore.
So what if she hates the Ji family? Her son is gone and her grandson's life or death is uncertain. What's the point of continuing to hate them?
At first, Ah Cheng said that he loved Ji Ran. She believed it, but she didn't believe that he could risk his life for her. But now, she knows and has an epiphany.
Ah Cheng is right, there is nothing wrong with loving someone in itself, the fault lies in the law of love, it is only a matter of two people, if one more person is involved, it will be a tragedy.
Therefore, this time, if Ah Cheng can really come back safely, she will not care about anything anymore and the family will live happily.
When the young master heard what the old lady said, his eyes naturally brightened and he smiled, but the next second, his brows wrinkled again in distress, and a little sadness slowly rose on his face:
"Can Ji Ran really find Daddy? Daddy has fallen into the sea."
Speaking of this, he burst into tears again.
The old lady's heart tightened slightly because of his words. She suppressed the discomfort in her heart and nodded to him, "Of course, Ji Ran will definitely find his father. We will wait at home with peace of mind."
, you have to be good and stop crying, okay?"
"Well, okay."
He nodded obediently and wiped away the tears on his face. The child was just a child after all. After hearing what the old lady said, he believed it.
But what about the old lady herself?
Can her grandson really return safe and sound?
On the calm river surface, the sea breeze stirred the calm water, making a low and soft sound of water.
The sea in the middle of the night is just like its own aura, quiet and atmospheric.
The night is deep and the wind is light.
Ah Cheng!! Jun Yucheng, you liar, you lied to me again, why don’t you tell me the truth?
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Jun Yucheng, come back, come back.
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In my ears, the tearing shouts were like a sharp sword, cutting my dazed heart into pieces.
Jun Yucheng was lying on the bed, his head shaking because of the pictures that came to his mind.
His hands wrinkled the sheets on the bed, and his expression looked very painful.
In his sleep, he saw the woman in the painting lying on a small boat with her face covered in blood, waving her hands to him in pain, and repeating the same words in her mouth.
Just looking at her face, his heart felt as if it had been ripped away, and it hurt so much.
"Xiaoran...Xiaoran..."
On the bed, he murmured Ji Ran's name in pain, his brows furrowed tightly.