Although Zhao Junlie was incontinent, the Zhao family transferred their love and love to their youngest son Junyan, Zhao Junlie's only sibling. However, he studied very hard, hoping that his parents' love would return to him.
Unknowingly, Zhao Junlie was in the fifth grade of elementary school and began to work hard on his studies. However, when he was about to enter the sixth grade of elementary school, Zhao Junlie wet the bed again, and Zhao's mother felt angry.
"You are such a stupid kid, I don't want to see you"
After hearing his mother's words, Zhao Junlie whispered: "I love you, I am your son!"
"You are not the son I want in my heart°"
The relationship between Zhao's mother and Zhao Junlie fell into a freezing point. This situation continued until the end of the fifth grade of elementary school. Zhao Junlie was sent to Jiang Rongrong as an adopted son. It only cost 500,000 yuan in adoption fees. Zhao's mother also returned There’s something to be gained!
So, Zhao Junlie left the Zhao family villa, bringing only the penguin doll and the pudding dog doll. Jiang Rongrong drove to pick him up. He officially left the Zhao family and joined a new family, becoming the adopted son of the Jiang family.
This was the beginning of Zhao Junlie’s nightmare, because Jiang Rongrong didn’t understand the child’s psychology and thoughts.
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Jiang Rongrong actually wants her own child, but she suffers from infertility and cannot have children, so her discipline method is strict, but she loves Xiao Junlie very much.
When Jun Lie came to Jiang's house, he had a cold and fever. Jiang Rong Rong Yi Kuan was puzzled and cooked porridge himself, adding freshly stewed pickled cucumbers and egg drops, and asked him to take care of his body.
"Before you eat, blow it to cool it!" she warned patiently.
"Yes." Zhao Junlie lowered his head and said nothing, eating porridge quietly. He will take pills and cold medicine later.
These past few days have been really sad, but Mother Jiang really loves him so much!
After thinking about it, Zhao Junlie smiled happily and gradually accepted Jiang Rongrong's status as an adopted son. As for his adoptive father, he had passed away, so Jiang Rongrong was now his guardian.
Happy days are just around the corner, what if he wets the bed again? However, since he came to the Jiang family, he no longer has the problem of bedwetting. It seems that the invisible pressure from his biological mother and father may have had an impact! All in all, Zhao Junlie likes his current life°
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However, unfortunate things always happened unexpectedly. Zhao Junlie became incontinent again while watching a supernatural program and his pants became wet.
Jiang Rongrong's expression changed. This is a child with problems. No wonder Mrs. Zhao is willing to abandon him and make him an adopted son of the Jiang family.
I saw Jiang Rongrong beating Xiao Junlie with a bamboo stick, with a look of contempt in his eyes.
"Mom, forgive me, I will change"
"It's substandard, no wonder Mrs. Zhao doesn't want you." Jiang Rongrong slapped Zhao Junlie's waist hard, blood seeped out, but he still didn't relax and continued to beat him.
"Mom~~Mom~~"
It wasn't until Zhao Junlie burst into tears that Jiang Rongrong woke up from a dream, saw the bamboo stick in her hand, and then left the scarred him.
From then on, Zhao Junlie hated everything about Jiang Rongrong the most. As a child who grew up in the shadow of domestic violence, he did not believe in love and family affection until he met her.
His favorite senior sister Xiaorou°
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"Jun Lie, don't bear the pain yourself, I will stay with you!" Mo Xiaorou's eyes filled with tears. For the first time, she got close to his heart. She was so close that she could also touch his pain and vulnerability.
"Xiaorou, I was regarded as inferior by Jiang Rongrong. Now I am the president of a large company, and that woman is dying of liver cancer." Zhao Junlie suddenly laughed coldly, "I really don't care that I don't have children. Because as long as you are by my side, it is enough." He prides himself on having a cold heart, so he runs rampant in the mall.
"Jun Lie, Mrs. Jiang is dying. I think she wants to make peace with you!" Mo Xiaorou, who is good at observing words and expressions, advised.
"No, I really don't want to worry about Jiang Rongrong, and I don't want to have anything to do with her." Facing Xiaorou's suggestion, Zhao Junlie also had his dignity and position. "I'll eat your love lunch!"
"Jun Lie, you~~~"
Until she walked out of the Zhao Enterprise Building, Noila Mo took a deep breath and thought to herself why Jun Lie could tolerate her disability of being unable to have children, but could not forgive Jiang Rongrong who was also infertile?
Maybe she is really nosy, but she knows that Jun Lie’s knot in his heart has not been resolved and he cannot sincerely smile.
It is said that giving is more beneficial than receiving!
She hopes that her husband can feel the happiness of loving and being loved°
"Ring ring~~" At this time, Noila Mo's cell phone rang. She quickly answered it and knew it was Jiang Rongrong.
"I'm Jiang Rongrong, are you Mo Xiaorou? I want to meet you, come out to chat, and relax."
"Yeah. There are indeed many topics to talk about for three days and three nights, and we can't finish them." Noila Mo frowned slightly.
"Then, let's meet at Keelung Ocean Plaza, okay? I'm having a private meeting with you and two women."
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