Wen Roushu slapped the table, turned around and returned to the room.
The steward couldn't persuade Wen Wen, so he could only sigh deeply and turn around to leave.
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"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!" Xiao Yaohua rushed all the way, shouting all the way.
Dongfang Aoshi was sleeping in a daze, and he vaguely heard someone calling him, frowned, and got up from the soft couch.
Head-on, a small cannonball rushed over.
"Uncle!" Xiao Yaohua jumped on him, "I'm here to see you."
"Are you finally free today?" Dongfang Aoshi asked sourly.
"I'm free every day." Xiao Yaohua said innocently without hearing the injustice in his heart.
"I'm free every day, why are you here now?" Dongfang Aoshi pinched his tender face.
"Because my aunt will be angry!"
Dongfang Aoshi paused, "She... is still angry?"
Xiao Yaohua tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Maybe so."
"should?"
"My aunt often sits alone in a daze, and then secretly cries."
"She cried?" Dongfang Aoshi was heartbroken.
"Yeah." Xiao Yaohua nodded, "Uncle, why is aunt crying?"
"That's because..." Dongfang Aoshi's throat seemed to be stuffed with something hard and he was choking, "Uncle did something sorry for her..."
"What's the matter? Uncle won't let aunt eat?" Xiao Yaohua asked innocently.
In his eyes, having no food to eat is the most important thing.
"It's not...serious than this."
"Is it more serious than this?" Xiao Yaohua frowned deeply and criticized harshly, "That uncle must be a bad guy!"
"That's right." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was hoarse, "This king is indeed a bad guy."
"You have to apologize if you do something wrong." Xiao Yaohua said, "If you apologize, I will forgive you."
"Will you?" Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip mockingly, not thinking that if he apologized, Wen Wenwen would forgive himself.
Before, he had always thought that if he found his gentle soul and apologized properly, everything would be over.
But now...
Dongfang Aoshi is not sure anymore.
If Wen Wen just contracted the plague and died, maybe if he apologized, Wen Wen could forgive himself.
However, he made her suffer such humiliation before she died...
It's impossible for Genuine to forgive himself again in this life.
Dongfang Aoshi closed his eyes in pain.
"Uncle, don't be sad, Yaohua will help you." Xiao Yaohua couldn't bear the sadness of her favorite uncle, so she touched his face distressedly to comfort him.
"Thank you, Yaohua is very good." Dongfang Aoshi grabbed his tender hand, "But my uncle's mistakes are too serious and cannot be forgiven."
"No, no! My aunt is very good. She will definitely forgive you. I have a way! Uncle, don't cry." Xiao Yaohua wiped his face anxiously, running around in a hurry.
Did he cry?
Dongfang Aoshi stretched out his hand and touched his eyes lightly.
Sure enough, my fingertips were wet.
Dongfang is proud of the world and is speechless.
"Uncle, Yaohua will definitely help you! Stop crying!" Xiao Yaohua promised desperately.
"I didn't cry. The wind was too strong and sand got into my eyes." He actually lost his composure in front of a child, Dongfang Aoshi quickly wiped the moisture from his eyes.
"Is it sand? Yaohua helps you blow it." Little Yaohua came up and blew.