Chapter 1470

The bride was so chased by the bridegroom. Another woman and child came out of nowhere. However, she didn't look angry during the whole process.

She was happy to see such a scene. But Mo's parents, the face is much more ugly.

The media, guests and family members were all caught off guard and the scene was in chaos.

On the other side.

Zhao chuning can't take care of the pain in his hands and gets into the taxi with little Yimi. She reported her home address and drove directly to Yunting district.

Before leaving, she looked back at the solemn church. Until, the church disappeared in their mother and daughter's eyes, Tang Yi's figure did not chase out.

Little Yimi also Baba watching, behind the car only chase out the media, did not see the familiar figure, she was disappointed to silently shed tears. Zhao chuning looked at it, and his heart was not very good. However, the little guy was angry with himself. All the way, she sat in the back seat, buried her small head and wept, saying nothing.

Zhao chuning's heart hurt like a knife, and she didn't coax the child, so they sat quietly all the way to the community.

When little Amy got out of the car, her eyes were swollen like walnuts. She climbed out of the taxi and found out something was wrong with mommy.

"Mommy, what's wrong with your face and hands?" She had not yet completely calmed down her mood, and she was crying in her childish voice. However, worry and concern, in the child's pure and thorough eyes, but the performance is clear.

Zhao chuning was very sour.

"Would you care for Mommy?" Looking at the child with a bitter smile and holding her little hand, "I thought you didn't intend to pay attention to me."

Small Yi Mi sucked the red small nose, small hand touched her hand wrapped with gauze, "does it hurt?"

She shook her head. "It's gone."

"Grandma said you were on a business trip. Why did you get hurt?"

"It's OK. It's just a little accident. You see, it's all right. " Zhao chuning and the child only lightly answer. She is not willing to recall that night from the Tang Yi car jump down. At that time, she jumped out of the car and even thought she would die under the wheel in the street. Now, it's just a skin injury. She should be glad that she has recovered a life.

Little Amy blew twice on her wrist.

Looking at the child's sweet look, she would smile. The hand that had been painful to the heart, but now it is not so painful.

When she took the children home, Zhang Rong was already waiting for them at home. Seeing that little Yimi came back with red eyes, Zhang Rong took a look at her daughter, and she already knew.

"How are your hands?" Zhang Rong asked her, "are you ok?"

"Nothing. It's tolerable. "

"I'll wash the baby's face. You'll have to go back to the hospital." Zhang Rong leads Mimi to the bathroom and tells her daughter.

Zhao chuning left hand to hold the injured right hand, sitting on the sofa, "Mom, I want to do discharge procedures, come back to recuperate."

Zhang Rong poked her head out of the bathroom and said, "No. You are in the hospital, and at least the nurses can watch you. I can't control you at home. You can't even hold the chopsticks with your right hand. What are you going to raise! Young, in case of any sequelae, what to do? "

Little Amy heard them talking, raised her head and asked, "grandma, is Mommy seriously hurt?"

"Well. So, you have to be good now. Don't worry about your mother, you know? " Zhang Rong wiped her face and said, "I told you last time. Don't run around! Why didn't you listen again this time and ran out alone? "

Little Yimi was so sad in her heart that she didn't want to talk about it. She just asked, "grandma, how did Mommy get hurt?"

When she mentioned this, Zhang Rong had a bad temper, "it's not your good father yet..."

"Mom." Zhao chuning stood outside the bathroom door, quietly interrupted her mother's words, indicating that she would not go on. Although she and Tang Yi have reached this point, although he has now become the husband of another woman, but in Mimi's world, he is the best father.

She didn't want to let Mimi down.

Zhang Rong understood her meaning, sighed and stopped her words, "good, good, don't say, what are you going to swallow yourself!"

Little Yimi raised her head and looked at this and that. Some of them couldn't understand what they were talking about. His eyes, still stained with residual tears, blinked.

"Ding Dong..." Just at this moment, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Zhang Rong rubbed her towel and asked.

"I'll go and have a look." Zhao chuning walks outside the door.

"Be careful! Slow down! Be careful with your hands. " Zhang Rong reminds me carefully in the back.

Just after being besieged by the media in the church, she just wanted to hurry out with Mimi in her arms. When she was far away from the center of right and wrong, she didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Now calm down, walk two steps feel chest ribs pain.

It's not easy to move the door.She was stunned and shocked by the people standing outside.

It turned out to be

Tang Yi.

Shouldn't he be holding a wedding ceremony in the church and accompanying the guests? How could he appear outside his own house?

Zhao chuning couldn't shake himself.

Tang Yi also looks at her. Eyes, falling on her injured face, and then down, is her obviously bruised neck. What's more, there are signs of trauma even on the exposed hands.

His breath tightens a little, the complex mood of the bottom of the eyes is surging, set off silent waves.

Hanging on the side of the body of the hand, moved, difficult to help lifting.

"Who is it?" Inside, Zhang Rong didn't hear anything for a long time, and asked in the bathroom.

Zhao chuning seems to be a bit of a hindsight. Tang Yi's hand is about to touch her face. She suddenly steps back and wants to close the door again. She turns back and says, "no one, it's the wrong doorbell."

However, the door has not been closed, was a man's hand against. Tang Yi was staring at her, "let's talk."

"Let go." Zhao chuning, even when he was normal, could not resist Tang Yi's strength. Now he is even weaker. How can he compete with him?

I pushed the door twice, but I couldn't close it.

"Daddy!" Just then, little Amy ran out of it. Her ears were sharp, and she heard her voice at once.

See that small figure, listen to her so sweet and soft call oneself "Daddy", Tang Yi's heart is already crisp and soft.

This is his daughter!

Zhao chuning gave birth to his daughter!

The blood of both of them!

Tang Yi's heart fluctuated several times. When the child ran over and hugged his legs, he felt that the bottom of his heart was severely shocked. That feeling is hard to describe in words.

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