In my sleep, Jiaoer felt a little noisy.

“What the hell is going on?

How could she be covered in injuries all over her body?”

?

"I heard that it was caused during the Aoyama test competition, but it was all skin trauma and no muscles were damaged."

"Well, why did he sleep again?

Is there anything wrong?

Check them all again.”

Jiaoer heard a little noise in a daze, as if she couldn't tell where she was, and subconsciously called out, "Brother Su Mo."

As soon as he finished calling, Jiao'er opened her eyes, and the little blood on her face disappeared after a flash. He had no brother Su Mo, and there was no more.

At this time, Jiao'er heard a familiar voice, "Jiao'er, are you okay?"

It was his father, the bastard Zhao Tieniu who left her behind, and now he should be called adoptive father or Zhang Yu.

Jiao'er didn't want to pay attention. Zhang Yu's departure was like a hole in her heart.

When she forced Su Mo to leave with her own words, she tore the cut with her own hands, dripping blood.

Now she doesn't want to pay attention to anyone, and she feels distressed when she thinks about many things.

Jiao'er returned to the Third Army, and Gong Yuechen informed Jiao'er in a high-profile manner, allowing people all over the world to know the identity of Jiao'er, the little princess.

Such an identity is undoubtedly enviable. It is like a Cinderella who suddenly becomes a princess. Everyone thinks that this is a great fortune that falls on her.

Jiaoer was just silent. No Cinderella became a princess, only Cinderella who was originally a princess.

The people from the Third Army were also curious to see this precious little princess, but Jiaoer didn't go out at all and didn't want to see anyone.

She changed her previous lively and cheerful personality and locked her in the room and didn't come out. She was dodging to others, and only the uterus guard could get a little closer.

No one knew what to do. Gong Yuechen treated his two sons so casually.

But there was a delicate little girl in front of her. Gong Yuechen felt that he was indebted and didn't dare to say anything more, let alone persuade him.

They all owe Jiaoer, and his Gong Yuechen owed more.

Bai Lingxi is no longer like the teenage girl at the time, but the years have not left any trace on his face. It only seems to add a little softness and a bit elegant and noble like a mature woman. It seems that with time, all the beautiful words slowly fell on her....

Jiao'er has been back for two days, and Jiao'er ignored anyone for two days. Bai Lingxi couldn't fall asleep at all, and she was a little haggard.

Although Bai Lingxi is a strong man, she is fragile when facing Jiaoer's affairs. Gong Yuechen is a little worried about Bai Lingxi's current mental state.

"Xi'er, don't worry, since our child has been retrieved, everything will be fine in the future. We can only double the compensation for those missing in the past, and we can get whatever she wants in the future."

Not only Gong Yuechen thought so, but probably everyone in the Third Army building thought so. Even if Jiaoer spoke up and wanted the stars in the sky, they would find a way.

But the problem is that Jiaoer stopped talking and just kept locking herself in the room.

"How about I go and bring that Su Mo."

Gongzi recites the irritable Tao.

Jiaoer cared about Su Mo so much that they came down to investigate Su Mo, the only heir to the Su family.

However, not much information about Su Mo was found. One reason was that the Su family had a good job in keeping confidentiality, and the other reason was that Su Mo had basically not left the house in recent years and lived in the Su family in a regular manner.

The only thing I know now is a teenager with cold symptoms.

"Zi Nian, don't do anything wrong. Even a fool can see that my sister attaches importance to that Su Mo. We can't make her angry."

"But my sister ignores me."

Gongzi Nian also lowered her head helplessly. The two brothers have always been invincible and have never encountered this kind of battle. Even though they knew the crux of the problem, they just couldn't solve it.

Jiao'er lay in bed for two days. When everyone was thinking about how to please her and how to cheer her up again, she opened the door and walked out.

"younger sister."

"Jiao'er."

"Girl."

Several people exclaimed in unison, Jiao'er just glanced at everyone indifferently.

Or the Guardian stepped forward and asked softly, "Why are sister getting up?"

Does the injuries on the body still hurt?

Are you hungry?"

Jiao'er glanced at everyone, then her eyes fell back to Gongzigu, "How is he?"

Everyone knows who Jiao'er is asking, and who else can there be besides Su Mo.

"I have been saved, but I heard that the cold attack this time is a bit serious and I am still resting."

Jiaoer looked up and asked, "Is this the only thing that?"

Everyone around was silent, some of whom didn't know what to say, fearing that the words they said would temporarily stimulate Jiao'er.

Jiaoer smiled self-deprecatingly, "Is Brother Su Mo going to get married?"

No need for everyone to answer, just look at your eyes and you will know that it must be.

I had known it for a long time, Uncle Su's family said that taking Brother Su Mo back would be the only way to get married.

Now that Brother Su Mo was so angry that the coldness attack was so rapid, I think the head of the Su family would step faster and let Brother Su Mo marry the girl who was married, the girl with congenital flint.

It will rain and Su Mo wants to get married, who can control it?

At this time, Gong Yuechen suddenly spoke, "If you don't want to, he won't get married."

Such unreasonable and unprincipled words seem to be very natural to say from Gong Yuechen's mouth.

Jiaoer couldn't help but look at him.

"I don't agree. What qualifications do I have to disagree? I owed Brother Su Mo's life five years ago. Do you want to harm him again five years later?"

"As long as you want, he won't die."

Gong Yuechen is only domineering and tough, and doesn't know how to talk to Jiaoer, because he is afraid that the tone of that sentence will make the girl unhappy.

Jiao'er didn't answer. She was not God, so how could she do it as long as she wanted.

Zhang Yu looked at this scene and directly reached out and pulled Jiaoer out, "Come with me, I have something to say to you."

"I don't want it, Zhao Tieniu, let go, where do you want to take me?

I don't want to hear anything from you."

Gong Yuechen and Bai Lingxi stood up all of a sudden. Everyone looked at Zhang Yu, but did not stop him. Zhang Yu was not a mess.

After all, Jiaoer still let Zhang Yu grab her and walk out of the room.

If everyone in this small building owes her, the only thing that doesn’t owe her is Zhang Yu.

In order to save her, Zhang Yu almost spared his life. The two of them sank into the bottom of the water and drifted into the distance. They worked hard to raise her for twelve years. Zhang Yu didn't owe her anyone.

Jiaoer stopped struggling and obediently followed Zhang Yu and walked out of the building.

"Jiao'er, okay, okay, this is your home, they are your parents and relatives, okay, okay?"

"How am I? I am like this now. My family, my relatives, when did I have a house? Over the years, a few of my relatives have taken care of me. Why should I be a good attitude to them?"

"Jiao'er, no one wants this for this matter, it's not intentional."

"So what."

It was the first time Zhang Yu saw Jiaoer like this, and she didn't know what to do.

Jiao'er is now like a furry hedgehog, pricking her hands when she catches someone without any mercy.

She saw Bai Lingxi hiding away, with a sad expression on her face.

What are you sad about? Shouldn’t she be the saddest one?

She is the abandoned one, she is the pitiful one. Now that they have found her back, do they have to forgive themselves if they apologize?

Why?

This is her mother. Seeing the look on her face, it seemed as if she was stabbed by her words, Jiaoer felt a surge of pleasure or sadness.

Her room was beautiful, like the place where the princess lived, probably the room that all girls fantasized about owning.

Jiaoer felt that she was not even as relaxed as she was with strange fish on that deserted island.

At night, someone quietly opened her door.

Jiaoer has been insomnia these days. Whenever she falls asleep, she always thinks of Su Mo, the last look she looks at her, the look that is close to despair with sadness.

Or I dreamed that Su Mo's cold disease occurred and his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture. The cold and bone-bangling pain was like the sharpest ice needle, piercing into her heart bit by bit.
Chapter completed!