these photos might not be the real Zhenzhen. ruan Mengmeng's expression changed. The next moment, she immediately turned around and grabbed li junyu's hand.
She desperately opened her arms and hugged li junyu's stiff body, hugging him tightly.
She wished she could give him all the strength in her body to support him.
"I know, Yingluo. Don't worry." Li junyu's low and hoarse voice was squeezed out of his thin lips with great difficulty.
Hearing her husband's voice coming from above her, ruan Mengmeng closed her eyes heavily to hide the heartache in her eyes.
She liked li junyu so much and loved him so much. How could she not hear the difference between his voice and his usual one? in fact, it was a voice that hurt her heart so much.
No matter how strong tyrant was, seeing his most beautiful mother in such a photo with his own eyes, how painful must his heart be?
At that moment, ruan Mengmeng wished that she had never seen those photos before.
