Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

This is the information available, and in short, the fate of the left is truly tragic.

Shen Mubai was in a bit of a complicated mood at a time, but when he thought about the nature of his left encounter today, he also had a bit of a shiver from Cesar.

She cleaned the house inside and out, lay on the couch tired and unconscious and fell asleep.

Shum Wood White dreamt about the previous left encounter.

This time it wasn't three years ago, because they looked like they were only four or five years old.

He sat on the bench of the room and drew a family of three.

Shen wood white can see his silent little face, dark eyes can not see any emotions, but every painting is very serious painting.

She stood behind her left encounter and watched for a while.

The room was opened from the outside and was a strange woman.

The woman looked quite colorful, but her hands and feet had purple marks on their faces, and her eyebrows were gloomy. When she saw the painting in her left hand, her tears dropped.

The left encounter on the stool came down, hugged the woman's thighs and looked up at her.

The woman cried, “Little encounter, give me the painting. ”

Left ran over and gave her the painting.

“Rip--”

The woman tore the painting apart and rubbed it into pieces and threw it in the trash can.

Throughout the process, Left met her head and watched her tear the painting apart quietly.

It's just that Shen Wood White can clearly see that his eyes seem to be slowly falling, silent.

The woman touched his head and cried, “Little encounter, Dad hit you again last night, didn't he? ”

nodded left.

“Your father didn't mean to hit you, he was just angry that you broke the bowl.” She wiped her tears with her hands and smiled, “Daddy will get better. ”

Left meets and looks at her, "accidentally broken. ”

His voice was a bit naive, but only not naive belonging to other children.

Shen Woo Bai only noticed that there was a blue mark on the left forehead, a large blue mark.

She felt a kind of silent anger filled her chest, angry at the scum father, angry at the self-deception and weakness of the woman in front of her.

“Daddy didn't mean it. He was just in a bad mood to be so fierce.” The woman silenced for a moment.

Left stared at her eyes, "but he hit her too. ”

The woman hugged him and said, "Be nice, Daddy's just in a bad mood, he'll be fine soon. Then we'll go to the amusement park together, okay? ”

Left hesitated for a moment, holding her and whispering, “Can I go? ”

The woman nodded, “We'll go next time, when Dad's work isn't busy. ”

nodded left encounter.

The scene was changed, Zuo Fuzhong walked in with a briefcase somewhat drunk, then opened the fridge and grabbed a few more bottles of wine.

The woman in the kitchen came out and wiped her hands with joy, "Husband's off duty? ”

Zuo Fuzhong ignored her.

The woman was a little embarrassed and tried to change the subject, “Tomorrow is the weekend, you shouldn't have to work, should you? ”

Zuo Fuzhong filled a bottle of wine, impatiently said, “What are you squirming about? I'm hungry, so hurry up and cook. ”

The woman hurried into the kitchen and made a sound, “I cooked the noodles, I'll bring them to you. ”

Zuo Fuzhong's temper kicked open the table in front of him, “Who's going to fucking eat noodles, fire me some dishes! ”

The woman was frightened, and the bowl on the end spilled some soup on her hand, and her hands and feet flushed under the cold water.