Chapter 253 Tang Yu's Way of Consolation Is Very Unique

rious car accident before, so serious that she needed plastic surgery."Sister, you tell me how did Mengmeng..." I always thought Song Mengmeng had her face surgically altered to have a melon-shaped fa...It's already early winter, and the dead of night brings a biting wind. Because Qiao Baoer got most of her clothes wet during the fireworks display, Zhu Xiaowei immediately ushered her into the bathroom for a hot bath when they returned to their apartment.

Qiao Bao'er's performance was exceptionally quiet, a silence that made Zhu XiaoWei deeply uneasy.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Zhu Xiaowei began to pace nervously outside, afraid she would soak for too long and forget time, passing out inside, or worse, that something might happen to her in there.

Thankfully, about fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door was opened.

"Your hair is all wet from taking a bath, I'll go get the hairdryer for you." Zhu Xiaowei immediately got to work and also brought over the family medicine box.

Zhu Xiaowei's small apartment is about 70 square meters. The master bedroom is a suite, and the other independent bathroom with a washbasin is outside on the small balcony. Because the master bedroom is Zhu Xiaowei's room, Qiao Baor seems to value others' privacy, or maybe she just doesn't get close to people from the bottom of her heart. Every time she chooses the bathroom outside the balcony.

"Does your wrist still hurt"

Finally, Zhu Xiao Wei waited for her to blow dry her long hair and dragged her to the guest room. She hurriedly opened the medicine box and rubbed the bruise around her wrist.

Qiao Baoer sat on the bed, remaining expressionless and silent. She didn't refuse Zhu Xiaowei's help in applying medicine to her bruises. Zhu Xiaowei rubbed vigorously while scolding angrily.

"That bastard Jun Zhi Mu actually bruised your hands, what a lunatic..."

When mentioning the name "Jun Zhi Mu," Zhu Xiaowei carefully raised her eyes to look at her, lowering her voice and calling out to her, " Qiao Bao'er..."

She was too quiet, and Zhu Xiaowei couldn't help but worry about her.

"Qiao Ba'er, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it out loud. Don't hold it in, I will do my best to help you." As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhu Xiaowei's shallow eyes began to well up with tears.

On the contrary, when Qiao Baoer saw her crying so miserably, Qiao Baoer's body trembled slightly. Her hoarse voice spoke a few words with some difficulty, "I'm fine."

She didn't cry until Qiao Baier spoke, then Zhu Xiaowei cried even harder.

“Joe, don't worry, you have us friends. Nowadays women are independent and capable. We don't need to please or depend on anyone. We can support ourselves, earn money, and spend it as we please. If we have less money, we'll just be frugal and live a good life."

He simply threw the bottle of medicinal wine aside, pulled Qiao Bao'er into his arms with both hands, and choked out words, desperately trying to comfort her.

"You look at yourself, married into the Jun family, all day long you're so careful, you can't even stomach dragon meat. Those people don't want you, but we still have each other. You mustn't do anything foolish..."

Zhu Xiaowei held her slender body tightly, which had been reduced to just bones. In just over a month, she had lost more than 20 pounds. The more Zhu Xiaowei thought about it, the more heartache he felt.

Qiao Bao'er let her hold her like that, without saying a word. She just unconsciously stiffened and tensed up whenever Zhu Xiaowei mentioned the words 'Jun Family' or 'Jun Zhi牧'.

Until Tang Yu knocked on the door a few times, Zhu Xiaowei only then reacted. She looked up, somewhat embarrassed, at her freshly changed clothes, her shoulders soaked with tears. She immediately felt incredibly ashamed.

Zhu Xiaowei looked at the person involved, who seemed unmoved, while she had already cried so pathetically. Was she really too weak, or was Qiao Baoer acting too strong If she could choose, she would rather be the former.

You must be hungry. Let's have some porridge and then sleep.

Zhu Xiaowei didn't make a fuss either. She stood up and pulled her out.

Joe didn't resist being dragged. As she neared the door, she suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Zhu Xiao's eyes welled up with tears again.

Tang Yu cooked some white rice porridge. His culinary skills were truly impressive; even a simple bowl of porridge was cooked to perfection. It was soft, smooth, and had just the right consistency. Every sip was melt-in-your-mouth delicious, warming your stomach with comfort.

Zhu Xiaowei ladled two bowls of porridge and pushed them in front of Qiao Baier. Tang Yu sat at the same table with them, he seemed to have no appetite and didn't drink any porridge.

"Tang Yu, you've been eating all day. You should drink some congee too," Zhu Xiaowei was becoming more and more like a nanny.

However, Tang Yu showed no interest in the bowl of porridge she brought. He didn't touch it, just sat quietly, seemingly waiting for something.

Not until Zhu Xiaowei and the other had finished their meal and were about to get up did he look up at Qiao Baoer.

"The shepherd of the king forgot everyone."

Tang Yu's voice was still as clear and pleasant, warm and smooth like water.

Ke Zhu Xiao Wei froze at the dining table, her mind a bit stuck, unable to understand as she looked at him. He had suddenly said this, sounding rather inexplicable.

Zhu Xiaowei wanted to ask another question, but Tang Yu had already gotten up and walked towards the living room. He sat down on the sofa in the small living room, his brows slightly furrowed, as if deep in thought about something.

Zhu Xiaowei, after spending some time with him, also knew that he was a quiet person. Today they had been out running around all day, and everyone was tired. In addition, Tang Yu had previously fought with Jun Zhimou, and his back and nose were still bruised.

In the end, she didn't dare to disturb him. It was getting late, so Zhu Xiaowei took Qiao Baoer into the guest room to rest first.

“Did you think Tang Yu still had something unsaid just now Why did he suddenly say that” Zhu Xiaowei muttered to herself. Qiao Bao’er seemed to want to say something, but after opening her mouth slightly, she chose silence in the end.

Zhu Xiaowei closed all the windows in Qiao Baor'er's guest room, feeling that there was no need to turn on the heating as the temperature was just right. Only then did she feel at ease and walk back to her own room.

Soon, this cozy little apartment also fell silent.

About an hour later, the door to the guest room was gently twisted open and Qiao Bao'er walked out.

She walked to the front of the small living room and at a glance, she saw that Tang Yu was sitting beside the sofa, his body pressed against it. He had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed. He seemed very tired.

Jo Baoer stood quietly by the side and watched him for a while. Finally, she didn't say anything. She reached out and turned off the main light in the living room, leaving only a small lamp on.

The Shepherd forgot everyone.

He said, "Jun's shepherd forgot everyone...and it wasn't just you."

Tang Yu's way of comforting others has always been special since he was a child. celebrities..."She wore a smug expression, laughing triumphantly, "Junzhi Mu, our children will definitely be very beautiful in the future. Of course, it's mainly because they inherited from me, my...