I rely on breasts to get out of the circle

Lingling ran outside and shouted loudly: "Shu Shu, Shu Shu."

When the driver heard Lingling calling him, he ran over quickly, with a gentle smile on his face, he couldn't help asking: "Miss Lingling, what's the matter with you calling me?"

The originally rough man, when talking to Lingling, also learned the modal particles like "ah".

Lingling's eyes were full of tears, and her nose was red, making people want to protect her just by looking at her.

"Shu Shu, Auntie is injured and bleeding."

When the driver heard this, he quickly picked up Lingling and walked inside.

Seeing Zhao Meiru covering her forehead with blood all over her white skirt, she was frightened and at a loss for words, she must have smashed her head, right?

The driver helped Zhao Meiru up, took Lin Mobei and Lingling into the car, and called Lin Yifeng on the way to explain the situation at home.

Lin Yifeng was also frightened, and immediately left for the hospital, where people from both sides met.

When she arrived at the hospital, Zhao Meiru was pushed by the doctor to check the injury, and also to see if the wound needed to be stitched.

In the corridor, Lingling was so frightened that she was trembling all over, her small mouth curled up, and crystal clear tears slid down her face.

She wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to cry, she kept holding back, her uncomfortable chest heaved greatly.

Lin Mobei held Lingling's hand, wanting to comfort her, but was speechless, sweating profusely.

Fortunately, Lin Yifeng arrived at this time. He had just reached this floor, and before he got close, he saw Lingling's teary face, which made him feel bad.

Walking forward like flying, she squatted down and hugged Lingling up.

"Baby Lingling, why are you crying?"

Hearing Lin Yifeng's voice, Lingling howled loudly into Shang Shushu's concerned eyes.

Crying out of breath, he cried in Lin Yifeng's arms and said, "Blood, a lot of blood, will Auntie, die, she will be like Ma Ma..."

Death is a very scary thing. Lingling used to be afraid that her mother would die every day.

When she dies, she disappears, and she will disappear completely from this world, and she will never be seen again.

For Little Nailboy, death is too terrible. She never wants to face it in her whole life, nor does she want to see someone leave her.

Lingling couldn't stop crying, it was very tragic, even more violent than refusing to get an injection.

Wherever Lin Yifeng coaxed a child, he never had the patience to coax a child.

But now he coaxes Lingling very calmly and patiently: "Don't be afraid, Lingling, Auntie is just injured, she won't die. Wait for the doctor to apply some medicine for her, and the wound will come out without bleeding."

Wiping away the tears from Lingling's face, and helping her blow her nose, Lin Yifeng continued: "As long as Lingling doesn't cry, Auntie will come out later."

Hearing this, Lingling desperately held back her tears.

Weeping silently while holding back tears, it looks even more pitiful and painful.

Lin Mobei took out the handkerchief in his pocket to help Lingling wipe away tears, and silently accompanied her.

In the eyes as deep as the sea, there seemed to be an endless sense of security, which gave Lingling an endless sense of security and calmed her emotions.

The wait was long, Lingling sat motionless on the chair by the door and waited for Zhao Meiru to come out.

Finally, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Meiru was pushed out in a wheelchair.

White gauze was covering her wound, and apart from her pale complexion, she seemed to be in good spirits.

Lingling rushed towards Zhao Meiru, not daring to rush into her arms, stopped in front of her, and tightly grasped Zhao Meiru's hands, tears falling like broken beads.

Looking at the wet pupils, Zhao Meiru's nose also felt sore.

"Lingling is good, Auntie is fine, come and give me a hug."

Zhao Meiru stretched out her arms to pick up the little baby, but unexpectedly, the little baby kept backing away, shaking her head constantly.

"Auntie has a headache and can't be hugged. Lingling has to be good."

The three-year-old Nai Tuanzi was so obedient and sensible, Zhao Meiru's heart softened into a puddle of water, and she just wanted to hold Xiao Tuanzi tightly.

"Auntie is fine, Auntie can hug you. If you don't believe me, let me hug you."

Xiaotuanzi still disagreed, as if he was afraid that Zhao Meiru would be injured.

In desperation, Zhao Meiru failed to form a small group.

Lin Yifeng cheerfully picked up the little milk baby: "Uncle hug you, let's go home first."

The family of four returned to Lin's house. Zhao Meiru sat on the sofa to rest. Xiao Tuanzi hurriedly picked up a small blanket and covered her body. Lin Mobei poured water for her.

Zhao Meiru was a little distressed and even more moved when she saw the picture of her son and daughter busying herself.

She beckoned and took Xiaotuanzi's hand to let her sit down first: "Lingling, please sit down and rest for a while, Auntie is fine."

Linglingly crawled on the sofa, stretched out his hands, clenched into fists, began to beat Zhao Meiru's legs, and also helped her squeeze her arms.

Such a well-behaved and lovely cub, Zhao Meiru stared straight at her eyes, this is too cute.

Sitting next to him, Lin Yifeng also wanted Lingling to help him beat his legs, so as to experience what it is like to have a daughter.

He has this idea, but he doesn't have the guts.

Zhao Meiru held Lingling's little hand, raised her brows and eyes softly, and even her tone became softer.

"Baby Lingling, don't beat Auntie's legs, don't tire you out. Auntie is really fine. She has applied medicine here, so it doesn't hurt at all. After I have a rest, I will take you to the zoo in the afternoon."

Lingling kept shaking her head, and the little Naiwa felt sad when she looked at the gauze: "Lingling doesn't like that grandma, she is bad, she pushes you, she is not a good person."

Zhao Meiru patted Lingling's little hand, and made a serious promise: "Lingling, don't worry, she will never come to our house again."

Lin Mobei stepped forward, took Lingling's hand and led her to play in the garden.

Lingling could also feel that the adults seemed to have something to say, so she went to the garden with Lin Mobei.

After the two children left, Lin Yifeng, who was sitting next to him, changed his expression suddenly, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

"Meiru, you can't support your mother's family, so stay away from them in the future. I think they are all unfamiliar white-eyed wolves! My Lin family will definitely not help them anymore, and you are not allowed to give them money behind my back."

"Since what happened this time, I've finally come to my senses. Lingling was quite frightened, and I definitely won't let my natal family come over to scare her again."

Lin Yifeng: "..."

He couldn't laugh or cry, walked to Zhao Meiru and sat down, and sighed helplessly.

"I told you before, when did you listen? This time because of Lingling, you suddenly realized that Lingling's contribution is really too great and has a lot of influence."

Zhao Meiru cast a coquettish glance at Lin Yifeng: "You're still talking about me, aren't you the same, acting like a daughter's words are imperial edicts. Didn't you also go to work in the company for Lingling?"

Lin Yifeng smiled shyly, his brows and eyes were filled with the image of a loving father.

"No wonder everyone says that my daughter is a caring little padded jacket. For the sake of the little padded jacket, even if I make money, I'm willing."

Lin Yifeng suddenly discovered that he hadn't gambled for two days, and he hadn't thought about it yet. It was amazing. Is this still him?

The couple sat together and counted Lingling's well-being. You said one sentence to another, wishing to use the best words on Lingling.

In the end, the two looked at each other and smiled. The couple hadn't sat and chatted like this for a long time.

This feeling, as if returning to the period of passionate love, Zhao Meiru couldn't help but smile shyly.

Lin Yifeng held Zhao Meiru's hand, his eyes were hot: "Meiru, you are so pretty."

Zhao Meiru lowered her head coquettishly: "Death."

Lin Yifeng suddenly thought of something, he couldn't help but said to Zhao Meiru: "I heard from my father that his comrade-in-arms died long ago, and Lingling has never seen his biological parents. But why did you hear Lingling talk about Ma Ma today? You said that Dad Did you pick up the wrong child? Lingling is not the orphan of his comrade-in-arms at all?"

Zhao Meiru frowned immediately, with a deep expression on her face: "Impossible, Lingling is not the orphan of a comrade-in-arms family, could it be that she jumped out of a crack in the rock? Do you want to call and ask our dad?"

The villain's system is going crazy, once he calls Lin Tianwei, the matter will be revealed!