As soon as the thought was extinguished, Dou Lingxin made a completely different decision than before, and let out a sigh of relief for no reason.

Subconsciously, she still wanted to see what was written in that notebook? Her refusal to read it just now was actually a bit insincere.

Thinking of this, Dou Lingxin twitched the corners of her lips and wrinkled her pretty little nose slightly.

"Miss, would you like something to drink?" The attentive Sister Ping thought she had a sore nose and wanted to cry, so she hurriedly asked.

Dou Lingxin raised her chin towards her water glass that was placed aside, and said to Sister Ping coquettishly: "I've already drank a lot of water, do I still want to drink?"

Sister Ping was stunned, then quickly shook her head when she realized what she was doing: "No, Miss, I..."

"It's okay, I know what you mean." Dou Lingxin smiled at Sister Ping. Sister Ping opened her mouth, but she didn't say what she wanted to say because she didn't know what to say to the young lady.

Seeing this, Zhang's mother quickly smoothed things over: "Miss, you are tired today, why don't you go back and rest early? If my wife knew, she might feel sorry for you."

Only then did Sister Ping find her voice: "Yes, Miss, I will take you back. After you have rested, come back to see my wife tomorrow, okay?"

"I'm not tired." Dou Lingxin shook her head. At this moment, her heart was far more tired than her body, but her body did not feel tired. But when she looked up and saw that Zhang Ma and Sister Ping both had worried faces, she had to stand up from the chair.

He added: "But I have to go home first, there are still things to do."

She was busy going back to read the notebook that her aunt solemnly handed to her. She didn't know what her father had written.

After Dou Lingxin said this, both Zhang Ma and Sister Ping nodded eagerly, especially Zhang Ma, who immediately took over the conversation and urged Sister Ping to send the young lady back quickly, leaving it to her.

Sister Ping nodded obediently, took the car keys in her hand and prepared to set off.

Dou Lingxin looked at Mummy lying on the hospital bed again, nodded to Ma Zhang and said, "Then I'll trouble Ma Zhang."

"Miss, you're welcome. I will take good care of my wife. Don't worry, Miss!" Zhang Ma said while patting her chest and assuring Dou Lingxin.

Dou Lingxin smiled back at Zhang's mother: "My mommy has you by my side, I'm relieved, so I'll go home. If anything happens, contact me as soon as possible."

"Okay, miss, please go slowly!" Zhang Ma took the lead and helped Dou Lingxin open the ward door.

Dou Lingxin turned around and left. Sister Ping waved to Zhang Ma and followed her pace.

After returning home, Sister Ping went to the garage to park the car, while Dou Lingxin entered the door directly.

Looking at the busy servants in the room, she was a little confused as to why there were so many people in front of her, but she still felt as if she was on an isolated island, with a deep and lingering feeling of loneliness.

Looking at the busy servants in the room, she was a little confused as to why there were so many people in front of her, but she still felt as if she was on an isolated island, with a deep and lingering feeling of loneliness.

When the servants saw her coming back, they all gathered around and asked her if she wanted to have a meal and what orders she had. Dou Lingxin refused one by one and only said that she wanted to be alone.

After receiving the lady's order, the servants all retreated, and the atmosphere in the room became even more depressing. The overwhelming sadness swept over again, making Dou Lingxin feel extremely uncomfortable.

She almost moved to the sofa, sat down, and sunk herself into the sofa.

When Sister Ping entered the house after parking the car, she saw the young lady sitting on the sofa with her arms folded, her little face full of sadness, which was particularly distressing to see.

"Miss, would you like to go back to your room and take a nap?" Sister Ping walked to the sofa and asked softly.

Dou Lingxin raised her head and looked at Sister Ping. Sister Ping was obviously worried about her. Although her expression was relatively calm, her eyes revealed Sister Ping's mood.

So she quickly nodded, indicating that she accepted Sister Ping's suggestion.

When he returned to his bedroom and closed the door, Dou Lingxin did not disturb his servants. He went to the bathroom and filled the water, took a hasty bath, quickly dried his hair, and sat down at the desk.

On the desk was the bag she carried out today.

She reached out to the bag, and for some reason, she was shaking a little. Dou Lingxin sneered at herself, calmed down, opened the bag, took out the notebook Dou Lewen gave her, and found the pocket

Small key.

After a slight clicking sound, the lock on the notebook opened. Dou Lingxin curled her lips: "You also know that there are some things that you should not tell others~" and then opened the cover of the notebook.

When the cover was opened, she did not look directly at the inner pages of the notebook. Instead, she closed her eyes and said something to her mother in her heart before opening her eyes and looking at the open notebook.

The title page is a Song poem, "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix·Hongsu Hands" by Lu You

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, and joy is thin. I am full of melancholy, and I have been away for several years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, tears are red and the crocodile silk is transparent. Peach blossoms are falling, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!

The few lines of "Long Fei Feng Wu" are definitely Daddy's handwriting.

Dou Lingxin suddenly felt a bit off-putting. Her father, who was unsmiling and incompatible with the image of a literary youth, could actually copy poems to express his feelings? Moreover, the copying was extremely neat, and he put down the pen with a lot of strength. Several places were written through the back of the paper. It seemed that

It poured out the scribe's emotions.

Maybe his understanding of Daddy is not complete? Although Dou Lingxin felt that she knew Daddy very well, her thoughts were still shaken at this moment.

What did he want to express through this poem? Dou Lingxin felt that she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Lu You and Tang Wan were forced to divorce, but they were actually deeply in love with each other. After their separation, Lu You was full of resentment and sorrow, and filled with unspeakable sadness and infatuation in his heart, which is why he wrote this unique and tear-jerking masterpiece.

Why does he use Lu You's words to talk about things?

Dou Lingxin frowned and her face sank.

Is it possible that he still has a sweetheart who was forced to separate? That's why he treats Mommy so badly?

The heavily made-up face of Mommy's cheap sister Tang Meiran suddenly popped into her mind. Did he copy this poem for Tang Meiran?

The scene Dou Lingxin saw when he was very young also jumped into his mind.

That day, she asked Ma Zhang to take her to her daddy's company to find her daddy. Because mommy's birthday was coming soon, she wanted to discuss with daddy how to celebrate mommy's birthday. When she arrived at her daddy's company, she ran over happily.

Daddy's office left Zhang Ma far behind.

When she arrived at the door of the office, she saw Tang Meiran hugging her father's neck.

"Daddy, Aunt Mei, what are you doing?" Dou Lingxin shouted instinctively.

The two of them separated immediately. To be precise, Daddy pushed Tang Meiran away.

Tang Meiran dressed up voluptuously and wore flaming red lips, while Daddy had a red lip mark on his face.
Chapter completed!