80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Yue screamed in a hysterical manner, which alarmed Wu Zhengsi, who was preparing a lesson plan in the room. She was shocked and thought something was wrong, so she rushed over, but saw He Biyun standing dumbfounded, holding a tray in her hand. There were steaming porridge bowls and side dishes on the plate, but Wu Yue burst into tears and looked painful.

"What's the matter? What did you say?" Wu Zhengsi asked in a deep voice, looking at He Biyun dissatisfied.

He Biyun was a little aggrieved, she didn't say anything, why did Yueyue suddenly lose her temper?

"I didn't say anything, I just brought in the porridge for Yueyue to eat. Yueyue, are you not feeling well?" He Biyun didn't blame the eldest daughter at all, but was very worried.

But Wu Yue didn't appreciate it at all. Now she's on the cusp, and she's getting deeper and deeper.

She wholeheartedly believed that her mental illness was caused by He Biyun. In He Biyun's heart, she was just a tool to brighten He Biyun's face, so He Biyun was kind to her, just wanted her to take the first place in the test, so that He Biyun could Went outside to brag.

At this time, Wu Yue was extremely repulsive to He Biyun, and even had some disgust, so He Biyun's kindness was only hypocritical in her opinion, but He Biyun's concern was for her ulterior motives.

In short, no matter what He Biyun said or did, Wu Yue would feel bored.

Seeing that Wu Yue ignored her, He Biyun felt even more anxious. She hurriedly stepped forward to probe Wu Yue's forehead, wanting to see if she had a fever. Wu Yue took a few steps back in disgust and frowned.

"Yueyue, what's wrong with you?"

He Biyun's heart was stinged, she felt Wu Yue's alienation and boredom, but she felt inexplicable, which made her even more distressed.

"It's nothing, I'm reading, don't come in and quarrel with me." Wu Yue lowered her head and said lightly, but there was only impatience in her eyes, but He Biyun couldn't see it.

Seeing her speak, He Biyun breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Mom just brought porridge for you to eat. You didn't eat anything at night. Let's study after drinking porridge. Only when we're full will we have energy!"

"Thank you mom."

Wu Yue endured her disgust and whispered thanks. This bowl of porridge made her feel tired now. He Biyun was either studying or taking an exam. He never worried about her body. This bowl of porridge should be boiled for the sake of tomorrow's exam, right? !

With her head lowered, Wu Yue sneered at the corners of her lips. She reached out to pick up the porridge bowl and drank it all in one gulp. She put the porridge bowl back on the tray with tears in her eyes, because the porridge was hot.

"I'm done eating~www.wuxiaspot.com~Thank you mom!"

He Biyun took a long time to regain his senses, hurriedly wiped Wu Yue's mouth with a handkerchief, and worried: "Yueyue, why did you drink it in one gulp, did you get burnt? Let Mom take a look!"

"No, you go out, don't harass me to read!"

Wu Yue pushed He Biyun away impatiently, endured the pain of being scalded by the porridge just now, and sat down to read, but only she knew how much she read.

Wu Zhengsi frowned. He noticed that Wu Yue's state was very abnormal, which was very similar to the symptoms described in the book. Before a major event happened, the patient would be anxious, irritable, and even utter evil words.

Isn't Wu Yue like this at this time?

Wu Zhengsi's heart sank, and he had to face the reality. His eldest daughter, who used to be his pride, may have really suffered from an unspeakable mental illness.

Standing beside the door frame, Wu Mei appeared calm, but his heart blossomed with joy. Wu Zhengsi and He Biyun only cared about Wu Yue, but did not notice that Wu Yue hid the psychological book in the drawer just now, only she saw it.