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1770. Chapter 1770 Who is that woman? 3

Chapter 1770 Who is that woman? (3)

Immediately afterwards, she was wrapped tightly in a warm embrace, and Feng Hao's low, gentle voice with endless love sounded in her ears: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dream, just a dream..."

She didn't speak, and kept trembling in his arms, her whole body soaked with sweat.

There were no lights on in the room and it was very dark. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open. Xia Yucheng pushed Feng Hao away as if she was frightened, covered her ears and screamed.

"Ah...ah..." A shrill voice cut through the night sky and echoed in the villa.

"Wow..." May's cry suddenly started.

"Sir, is Madam okay? Miss, she was..." Muzi, who was following May in a panic, pressed the light switch next to the door, and the light suddenly illuminated the spacious and luxurious master bedroom.

"Dad..." Wuyue was wearing pajamas, crying and threw herself at the bed. She was stunned and frightened when she heard her mother's screams just now, "Dad, dad..."

She stretched out her arms to Feng Hao and cried into tears.

Feng Hao leaned over and picked her up, hugging her tightly. He gently patted her back with the palm of his hand and coaxed her, "Mom just had a nightmare, a very scary dream. Don't be afraid, baby."

,It's fine."

"Dad, dad..." Wuyue hugged Feng Hao's neck tightly, turning her back to Xia Yucheng, not daring to look at her.

Zhu Huan and Xiao Ai quickly followed the sound and rushed to the door of the master bedroom.

"Sir..." Zhu Huan stood at the door, listening to Wuyue's breathless crying, with a worried look on his face.

"Get out!" Feng Hao shouted sharply.

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Huan waved to Muzi and Xiao Ai, gesturing for them to retreat. After closing the door, he stood quietly in the corridor and stared closely at the door of the master bedroom.

In the room, Xia Yucheng looked dazed, his eyes were empty, his face was as pale as paper, and there was no trace of blood.

Because she had never seen such a mother in May, she still cried heartbrokenly in Fenghao's arms.

When she ran over, her mother didn't even look at her, which made her very sad. She felt that her mother definitely didn't love her anymore, and that her mother was no longer her mother.

"Chengcheng..." Feng Hao looked at the big and small, his heart clenched in pain, as if he could squeeze out some blood, "Are you feeling better?"

He freed up a hand to hold Xia Yucheng's shoulder, slowly hugged her and let her lean on his shoulder.

Xia Yucheng did not look at the crying May. She covered her eyes and suddenly said with great pain: "I want to die!"

She couldn't control her thoughts, her temples were throbbing, the pain in her head began to stimulate her nerves, and her body was bent in sharp pain.

She knew this was a sign of a headache, so she quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to the door: "Don't follow me, I don't want to scare the child."

She didn't look back and opened the door as she spoke.

"lady……"

The door was suddenly opened, and Zhu Huan standing outside was startled.

Xia Yucheng ignored it and rushed downstairs.

At the top of the stairs, Muzi and Xiao Ai saw her coming down and hurried forward. Muzi asked with concern: "Madam, where are you going?"

"Water, medicine, I have a headache." Xia Yucheng, who looked pale, seemed to have suffered a major blow, and his whole body was extremely fragile.

She actually wanted to comfort May May, but she didn't dare. She also wanted to seek some comfort in Feng Hao's arms, but looking at the crying May, she was really scared.

(End of chapter)


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