She suddenly raised her head, looked at him with big watery eyes with tears, and sobbed, "Where is Brother Ye?"

Zhou Zimo wanted to say he was dead, but looking at her pitiful appearance, he should have felt so soft-hearted again.

"He is so annoying, will the King of Hell want him?" It's also annoying to die.

Ye Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to go downstairs: "Then I'll go see him."

Zhou Zimo grabbed her wrist and said with a sharp tongue: "He is so ugly, what's the best thing about him?"

"Is the injury healed? You stupid woman, try moving."

No wonder her ankle kept hurting. It turned out that she was injured. She should have been injured when she rolled down the steps.

The little hand wiped his eyes, blinked, and tears fell down again.

"Don't cry." Zhou Zimo frowned tightly and wiped her tears: "I didn't even settle the score with you, you cried."

There are so many chefs in the mansion, and they almost lost their lives when they go to a broken restaurant.

"It will take some time to catch a fire in such a big restaurant. Why don't you run away?"

"My mother and I were both stunned at that time. When we woke up, the fire was already very big and the doors and windows were nailed to death."

Zhou Zimo frowned even more: "Are you saying someone wants to harm you?"

"Yeah." Ye Yifan sniffed, nodding while crying: "When we came out, the stairs were broken."

So Ye Hancheng hugged her and jumped from the upstairs, so she would suffer so many falls and injuries on her body?"

No wonder Ye Hancheng had multiple fractures on his body.

Zhou Zimo hugged her, patted her back gently, and comforted her, "Don't be sad, I will find the murderer."

"Ye Yifan leaned his little face against his chest, hugged his waist, and said with a sob: "Can you take me to see my mother?"

Zhou Zimo pursed her lips. Thinking of the news that Adjutant Liang brought back yesterday, she lowered her head and kissed her cheek, and said softly: "You have injuries on your body, so it's better to recover from your injuries. Leave the matters outside to me. After a few days, you will be well prepared and I will take you there."

She was so unstable that she would not be able to bear it when she saw Cui Wanjun's burnt body.

He didn't want her to see that kind of scene.

In his heart, she was just a child, and he didn't want this to cause a psychological shadow on her.

"Zhou Zimo, you must catch the murderer and avenge my mother."

"Um."

Zhou Zimo's eyes were dark and cold. No matter who the person's target was, as long as he hurt her, he would have to pay a price.

Ye Yifan leaned against his chest and shed tears silently.

Zhou Zimo frowned tightly, knowing that she was crying, but just quietly hugged her body, gently patted her back, allowing her to vent her emotions.

Half an hour later.

Her breathing gradually became even, and her small hands were still surrounding his waist. Zhou Zimo looked down at her little flowery face and kissed her on her forehead.

Go to bed, as long as I have me, you will lose nothing, and I will give you everything you want.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a mother, I will be your closest person.

...

Ye Hancheng was lying alone in the ward and had not woken up for several days. Zhou Zi thought about it and asked someone to notify Zhou Qingqing.

Zhou Qingqing was tortured to death for the sake of the photo and had no time to stick to Ye Han these days, so she didn't know about his injury. When the servant came to inform her, she was sleeping.

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Chapter completed!