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small scratches

He was also depressed. Bai Yaoyu rushed over and found that the baby's hand was bleeding.

He stared at Long Qingye hard, "How can you give the ashtray to your child to play with?"

Long Qingye looked innocent, "I didn't bring him ashtray to play with!"

"You still said no?"

Bai Yaoyu pointed to the glass fragments all over the floor and asked him, "What is this?"

The glass fragments shine under the light, like precious diamonds.

"I...how do I know?" His voice became smaller and smaller as thin as a mosquito.

Bai Yaoyu had no time to listen to his explanation, found the medicine box, and was busy packing the baby with ok.

Fortunately, I was just a little cut by the splashed glass fragments. Because the flesh was too tender and a little blood was released, it didn't matter.

Bai Yaoyu bit her lip, fortunately she injured her hands, not important parts such as eyes. On the other hand, she expressed anger at Long Qingye, blaming him for playing with dangerous things like ashtray for the child. If the child was not lying on the bed and the ashtray fell to the ground, the consequences... she couldn't imagine!

Long Qingye felt that he was even more unfair. First, he accidentally bumped into the child, but Bai Yaoyu was already blaming him. Now he doesn’t know how the ashtray is reached by the baby’s hand. He really can’t even wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

Long Qingye picked up the debris on the ground and threw them into the trash can.

Staring at the baby and observing, how could hell? The ashtray can still run in the hands of the child by itself.

Compared to being injured by the door, the baby was calm this time and had not shed a single tear. However, Long Qingye stared at him like this, and his heart was bleak. He turned to Bai Yaoyu for help, looking at his pitiful eyes.

Bai Yaoyu gritted her teeth in anger, "What do you think of the child like this? It is you who do the wrong thing, and it is you who deserves to feel guilty!"

"I said I didn't bring him ashtray to play with!"

"It's not you, is there a ghost? He is only eight months old, how can he stand such a little touch?"

One sentence dispelled his doubts. Long Qingye didn't say anything and didn't defend anything. He knew that once Bai Yaoyu determined the facts, it would be difficult to change, but he was unwilling to take the blame. He swore in his heart that he must find the murderer who framed him!

Seeing his father's defeated look, the little baby laughed, he knew that he was the most powerful! The only person who could defeat his father, the only one! The only one!

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The next day, Long Qingye went to Longhua with a pair of panda eyes. Fortunately, he went there early, otherwise the employees would see his appearance, where is his majesty?

Xu Haoming was drinking water, and when he saw his top boss, he had dark circles and almost got choked to death.

"President, President, you..."

Long Qingye glanced fiercely and Xu Haoming immediately shut up.

Calm! Calm!

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When I got home from get off work in the evening, Bai Yaoyu was giving the baby a hot compress. The bag on her forehead had almost disappeared, and the baby didn't feel any pain.

When Bai Yaoyu saw him, she had a straight face. The little baby also imitated her and showed her face to Long Qingye.

“…”

What's going on? His wife and children are showing him their faces, it's so amazing!

Bai Yaoyu suddenly remembered something, left the child and walked upstairs by himself.

The baby's face suddenly closed: He was afraid without Moma's protection! He was so scared!
Chapter completed!
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