"My tone just now may not be that good. Did you scare you? Why are you crying? Don't cry, okay?"

"Mo Yesi, you are cruel to me!" Qiao Mianmian was coaxed by him, and tears that were still spinning in the corner of her eyes suddenly flowed out. She bit the corner of her lips and choked and accused, "I'm afraid of death, you are still cruel to me."

"Do you know how dangerous it was at that time? I almost... I was disfigured."

Disfigurement is a more terrible thing for girls than death.

When talking about this matter, Qiao Mianmian felt scared.

If it weren't for Tu Yilei's blocking her at that time.

She dared not think about the consequences...

When I think about it, I feel cold on my back.

When I was scared, I felt more and more aggrieved: "You don't know how to comfort me. You will be cruel to me as soon as you come. I blame me, how can you do this?"

"You're too much..."

"I don't want to pay attention to you anymore..."

"Baby, stop crying, it's my husband's fault." Mo Yesi was not afraid of anything. What he feared the most was Qiao Mianmian's tears. When he heard that she cried, there was no complaints, and he immediately started to coax him with heartache.

No matter who is wrong.

He made his wife cry, and that was his fault.

Since he did something wrong, he had to apologize and admit his mistake.

"You are not good at all!" Qiao Mianmian stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said aggrievedly, "You are cruel to me!"

"Sorry, my husband was wrong."

"You blame me for not calling you right away. You blame me for not telling you if something happened. But if I didn't want to worry about you and didn't want to delay your work, would I not tell you?"

"Mo Yesi, I just don't want to affect you, I don't want to cause you too much trouble."

"I understand, baby, I was wrong." Mo Yesi continued to apologize, his tone was extremely gentle, "I don't want to rape you, but I was too worried about you, so I couldn't control my emotions. Do you know how scared and blamed me when I heard that you were almost sprinkled with sulfuric acid?"

"You blame yourself?" Qiao Mianmian wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and snorted softly, "What are you blame yourself?"

"I blame myself for standing up for you at such a moment, not me, but an outsider." Mo Yesi's tone was a little sour, "Now, you are full of gratitude to the boy named Tu. Humph, he is really smart. If you choose to block that for you at that time, it is a blessing in disguise."

Qiao Mianmian: "...What does it mean to be a blessing in disguise? Mo Yesi, don't think so... He is an artist. If it weren't for his good luck this time, he would have scars on his hands. These scars have a particularly great impact on the artist."

"It's right for me to be grateful to him. If it weren't for him, the sulfuric acid would have spilled on me." Qiao Mianmian was a little dissatisfied with what he said just now, and frowned, "Mo Yesi, he blocked the disaster for me. I don't ask you to be as grateful to him as I do, but can you not say that? His sacrifice this time was also very great. You didn't see how terrifying the wound on the back of his hand was."
Chapter completed!