The bride was left behind by the groom as he chased after another woman and child who appeared out of nowhere, but she didn't seem angry at all the whole time.
She was actually happy to see such a scene, but the Mo family's parents looked much uglier.
The media, guests, and family members were all caught off guard, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
the other side.
Zhao Chuning ignored the pain in her hand and got into a taxi with Xiao Yimi in her arms. She told him her home address and the car drove directly to Yunting Community.
Before leaving, she looked back at the solemn church. Even when the church disappeared from the sight of the mother and daughter, Tang Yi did not follow.
Little Yimi was also looking at the car eagerly. There were only the media chasing after the car, and she didn't see the familiar figure. She was disappointed and cried silently. Zhao Chuning looked at it and felt very upset. However, the little girl was angry with herself. She sat in the back seat blankly all the way, buried her head and cried, without saying a word.
Zhao Chuning felt a pain in her heart, and she did not try to comfort the child. The two of them just sat quietly in the community.
When little Yimi got out of the taxi, her eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying. She climbed out of the taxi and realized that something was wrong with her mommy.
"Mommy, what happened to your face and hands?" She hadn't completely calmed down yet, and her childish voice was filled with tears. However, the worry and concern were clearly shown in the child's innocent and penetrating eyes.
Zhao Chuning felt a pang of pain in his heart.
"You still want to care about Mommy?" She looked at the child with a wry smile and held her hand. "I thought you were not going to care about me anymore."
Little Yimi sniffed her red nose and touched her bandaged hand. "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Grandma said you were on a business trip, why did you get hurt?"
"It's okay, just some minor accidents. Look, everything is fine." Zhao Chuning only answered the child lightly. She didn't want to think about jumping out of Tang Yi's car that night. That time, she jumped out of the car without hesitation, and even thought she would die under the wheels of the car on the street. Now, it's just a superficial injury, she should be thankful that she saved her life.
Little Yimi blew on her wrist twice with heartache.
Seeing the child being so caring, she smiled knowingly. Her hand, which had been aching, didn't hurt that much now.
When they returned home with the child, Zhang Rong was already waiting for them at home. Seeing Xiao Yimi coming back with red eyes, Zhang Rong glanced at her daughter and knew what was going on.
"How's your hand?" Zhang Rong asked her, "Is it okay?"
"It's okay. I can still bear it."
"I'm going to wash the child's face. You still have to go back to the hospital." Zhang Rong took Mimi to the bathroom and instructed her daughter.
Zhao Chuning supported his injured right hand with his left hand and sat on the sofa, "Mom, I want to go through the discharge procedures and come back to recuperate."
Zhang Rong poked her head out of the bathroom and said, "No. You are in the hospital, at least there are nurses to watch over you. I can't control you at home. Your right hand can't even hold chopsticks now, why do you come back to recuperate! You are so young, what if you have any sequelae in the future?"
When little Yimi heard them talking, he tilted his head and asked worriedly, "Grandma, is Mommy seriously injured?"
"Yes. So, you have to be good now and don't make your mommy worry, okay?" Zhang Rong wiped her face and kept nagging: "I told you last time not to run around! Why didn't you listen this time and ran out alone?"
Little Yimi was extremely sad and didn't want to talk about it. She just asked, "Grandma, how did Mommy get hurt?"
When talking about this, Zhang Rong got angry, "It's because of your good father..."
"Mom." Zhao Chuning stood outside the bathroom door and interrupted her mother's words, signaling her not to continue. Although she and Tang Yi had reached this point, and although he had become another woman's husband, in Mimi's world, he was the best father.
She didn't want to and couldn't bear to disappoint Mimi.
Zhang Rong understood what she meant, sighed, and stopped talking, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, just endure everything, and swallow any suffering you have!"
Little Yimi raised her little head, looking at this and that, not understanding what the two of them were talking about. Her eyes, still stained with tears, blinked.
"Ding Dong..." At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
"Who is it?" Zhang Rong asked, rubbing her hands in the towel.
"I'll go take a look." Zhao Chuning walked out the door.
"Be careful! Walk slowly! Be careful with your hands." Zhang Rong reminded carefully from behind.
Just now, she was besieged by the media in the church. She held Mimi and just wanted to get out quickly and away from the center of trouble. She didn't feel so uncomfortable.
Now that I've calmed down, I feel severe pain in my ribs every time I take a few steps.
It took a lot of effort for him to slowly move to the door and open it.
The person standing outside the door surprised and shocked her.
It turned out to be…
Tang Yi.
Shouldn't he be in the church holding a wedding and accompanying the guests? Why was he appearing outside his own house
Zhao Chuning was a little dazed.
Tang Yi also looked at her. His eyes fell on her injured face, and then down to her neck which was obviously scratched. Moreover, even her hands that were exposed had traces of external injuries.
His breathing tightened a little, and complex emotions surged in his eyes, causing silent waves.
The hands hanging by his side moved, and he couldn't help but lift them up.
"Who is it?" Zhang Rong asked in the bathroom after hearing no sound for a long time.
Zhao Chuning seemed to come to her senses belatedly. Tang Yi's hand was about to touch her face. She took a step back and tried to close the door again. She turned her head and said, "No one is here. I rang the wrong doorbell!"
However, the door was not closed yet, and was held by the man's hand. Tang Yi looked at her intently, "Let's talk."
"Let go." Even when Zhao Chuning was normal, he couldn't resist Tang Yi's strength. Now that he was even weaker, how could he compete with him
I pushed the door twice, but it didn't close smoothly.
"Daddy!" At this moment, little Yimi ran out. She had sharp ears and heard her voice immediately.
Seeing that little figure and hearing her calling him "Daddy" so sweetly, Tang Yi's heart felt soft and melting.
This is his daughter!
The daughter Zhao Chuning gave birth to him!
A child with both of their blood!
Tang Yi's heart was in turmoil, and when the child ran over and hugged his legs, he felt deeply shaken. It was hard to describe that feeling in words.