One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Zhuang Chuchu stood there for a long time and couldn't calm down. She couldn't believe that Long Muyun was responsible for her father's imprisonment, but the fact was right in front of her eyes, and she heard it with her own ears. Her heart throbbed in pain, as if Thousands of ants are attacking the heart.

Zhuang Chuchu wanted to cry, but no tears remained. She couldn't cry anymore.She laughed suddenly, she laughed at herself for being too stupid, she thought that she had misunderstood Long Muyun because she believed in others' words, but the fact still taught herself a lesson.

Zhuang Chuchu's feet were numb when she stood there, and she couldn't move her legs anymore.She squatted on the spot and embraced herself with her hands. At this time, she felt extremely cold, from the inside out, especially her heart had already frozen.

Zhuang Chuchu was trembling all over, the sky suddenly turned cloudy, and a gust of wind blew up, the passers-by next to her rushed home quickly, while she squatted on the ground like a lost soul, and the bean-sized raindrops patted her body.

Zhuang Chuchu looked up at the sky and the raindrops slapped her face, she laughed, it turned out that God and her mood were the same.

Zhuang Chuchu had no feeling in her legs, she stood up slowly with her hands on her knees.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Zhuang Chuchu dragged her numb legs and walked heavily.

Some passers-by ran with their bags on their heads, and some stood under the bus plate to avoid the rain. Occasionally, a couple of young couples walked in the rain with umbrellas. It was obvious that Zhuang Chuchu was so out of tune with them.

The heavy rain had already drenched her completely, and the rain was dripping down her hair. She was walking in the rain, shivering all over, and her pants were wrapped around her legs because of the wetness.

The big empty eyes on the pale face closed slightly, and the raindrops hanging from the long eyelashes perfectly blended with the earth.Her nose was sniffing because of the cold, and she looked particularly pampered.

A fast car passed by Zhuang Chuchu, and the wheels splashed a large amount of mud and water onto Zhuang Chuchu's body.

Zhuang Chuchu looked at herself in a state of embarrassment and smiled contemptuously, "I have lost my heart, what image do I need?"

The content of the recording was played over and over again in his mind, and Zhuang Chuchu was hovering on the verge of collapse.

At this time, an old grandmother pulled her little grandson to pass by Zhuang Chuchu, and the little boy tugged at the corner of the grandmother's clothes, "Grandma, this sister is so pitiful."

Grandma looked at Zhuang Chuchu's downcast body and shook her head. She took out an umbrella from the bag and handed it to her, "My child, it's raining so hard, please use this umbrella for you! I don't know what happened to you." things, but I know the body is important."

The little boy blinked his eyes and looked at grandma, "Grandma, you gave the umbrella to this sister. We will pick up grandpa later, what will grandpa do?"

Grandma smiled, "The three of us can hold this umbrella together later!"

The little boy was embarrassed, "This umbrella is too small, how can we fight it!"

The grandma touched the little boy's head, "Grandpa hasn't seen you for a day, he must think that you have to carry you away, and we can hold an umbrella for the three of us! Isn't it good for us to give the umbrella to those who need it?"

The little boy clapped his hands happily after hearing this, and they left an umbrella and left.

Looking at the backs of one big and one small gradually disappearing in the heavy rain, Zhuang Chuchu felt that the hand holding the umbrella was hot. It was a passerby who gave her a little warmth, but she hurriedly said without even thanking her.

Zhuang Chuchu held the umbrella in her arms and cried bitterly, the rain poured down like a pour.