Ling Chen Wei no longer had the courage to answer the letter.

Yan Xiu saw that he did not pick up the letter, grabbed his hand, and tried to stuff the letter into Ling Chen's hand. However, he pushed him rudely, stared at Li Suyun who had closed his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Get up, don't think that a letter can explain everything! There are so many explanations you owe me... Get up!"

Yan Xiu's body was stiff in the air, and the picture was so clear and eye-catching that no one knew how much, how complicated and uncomfortable everyone was at that moment.

Ling Chenwei grabbed Li Suyun's body and kept shaking it, screaming in pain, but it didn't work at all. God was so cruel. He said he took it away, but he took her life so cruelly, and he would not even give her a little kindness.

The night is as strange as silence.

Ling Chen was sitting quietly on the hospital corridor, holding the snow-white envelope in his hand, never opening it, never having the courage, never wanting to face it, and being escaping.

He had nowhere to escape, and then he realized that he could not escape any more.

Walked to him quietly, "Everything has passed. You are a man, learn to accept it bravely. If it is pain, then is your mother more painful than you? She hasn't waited for you and didn't know if you forgive her. She can't wait. The feeling of struggling with fate is really painful. Ling Chenhuan..."

Ling Chenqiu felt empathy when he heard An Jing say, and looked up at her, "Once upon a time, did you feel like this? You struggled with fate and could never win, and you could never get rid of the arrangement of fate. Haha..."

I turned sideways and didn't say anything.

Ling Chenqi opened the envelope with difficulty, and Li Suyun's beautiful words came into view. She wrote them word by word with her pen. There were bursts of tears on the letter. He could imagine the pain of the old man when he wrote the letter alone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for thousands of people, maybe I can't make up for my mistakes, nor can I erase the scars I caused to you, my son. I've been in a mess all my life, but I'm lucky to have two sons.

But the saddest thing about me is that my eldest son hates me to the core and treats me like an enemy. It is because when he was very young, I cruelly abandoned his hand and created a shadow of his childhood.

Back to him, I have lost everything. I even became a vicious old witch in his eyes. Yes! I am a witch, my hands are covered in blood because I owe my son too much.

so……

No matter how much the price you pay or how many people you sacrifice, no one can stop me from protecting my son.

The second and third ladies are all ferocious and scorpion-hearted. Before I returned to that mansion, I knew that my son was not doing well because they would not treat him as their own son at all.

So they deserve to die, and they shouldn't stay, otherwise the child born will have the right to snatch Ling's property from my son. Every penny there should belong to my son-Ling Chen.

Then I succeeded.

But things went against my wishes, and my son actually saw me killing Erniang and Sanniang with his own eyes. From that moment on, I knew that I was already a tame witch, and no matter how hard I struggled, I would never change my destiny.

I will be bad to the end, the devil to the end, target him in everything and suppress him, just to think of him better.

However……

The stains and pains of my life are the woman named Xuelian. Because of her, I lost a family; because of her, I was separated from my own flesh and blood; because of her, I had no husband; because of her, I became a demon, all because of her! Why can she be so lucky to be favored by God and be loved by the master?

The master can tolerate her betrayal, and even brought the daughter she gave birth to with another man to the manor. Maybe it was fate that made people. My dearest son actually fell in love with the woman I hate the most.

He paid for Ling Ruoer, even at all costs.

I saw it thoroughly. Actually, my son didn't really love that woman. It was just because that woman I didn't like, so he wanted to love her, love her forever, and even killed people for her, rob children for her, and hurt an innocent Angel.

When it comes to Angel, I have to say sorry. Actually, I think my fate in this world is already very miserable, but I am far from that of me Angel. A woman who has no experience in the world will be captured inexplicably on the day of her wedding, and tortured by a man she doesn't know, and in the end she will even be stolen from her own flesh and blood.

Her strength was beyond my imagination.

Wandering.

Mother can feel that you like her, don’t be so cruel and just know how to hurt her, okay?

But I don’t want you to be with Angel, because choosing someone you like is worse than choosing someone you love.

Xia Yinxue, I owe the girl I have been living a lifelong debt. She is simple and pure. She has loved you since she was a child and has never changed. Seeing you pampering Ling Ruoer in every way, she just cried silently and never complained in front of me.

She said that the road was chosen by herself and she could not blame others at all. So no matter how tired she was, she would persist. Even if the end of the road was a cliff, she was willing to die for a man she loved deeply.

What a distressing woman.

But once she loves the wrong person, her life will be ruined.

Wow, would you beg you not to bring all the hatred to her? She is innocent. Can you face her love and choose to be with her, okay?

Angel won't like you because you left indelible hurt on her. Besides, she has found a man who loves her very much, why should she destroy the happiness she deserves?

At the end of the day, I have finished speaking.

After thousands of words, the mother still has only one sentence, son, take care of her!

The snow-white letter fell, and it started to rain lightly at some point in the sky. The rain splashed on the letter paper, and the balls of notes fainted. Ling Chen was like a wounded child, grabbing the letter paper and protecting it tightly in his arms.

He tried to protect his mother, the mother who spent his whole life giving to his cruel son, a demon-like son.

Wen Jing held an umbrella and walked to him, handed over another umbrella, "Go back and rest! Yan Xiu has already taken care of all the old lady's affairs, so mourn! Learn to be strong. Don't resent your younger brother anymore. He has worked harder than you. You lack maternal love, but he lacks fatherly love, and he has never returned to his surname Ling in his life."

Ling Chenqiu stood up, looked at An Jing, and finally raised the corner of his mouth ridiculously, "An Jing, what you are doing now is just out of sympathy, right?"

The quiet eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Ling Chen in shock and took a step back, "It's not sympathy, but because Yan Xiu, because he loves you, the eldest brother, that's why I came here."

Ling Chen raised his head with a self-deprecating voice, not knowing whether he was swallowing tears or crying, but no one knew. Finally, he turned his head and said coldly: "You go, you can go wherever you want. I will not disturb you and Shura again in the future."

Wenjing walked forward, put an umbrella in his palm, and then turned around and left without any reluctance. Ling Chenqiu listened to her step further away, and felt like his heart was cut by a knife.

Don't know why?

His heart would be so uncomfortable.

He won't like that woman!

Absolutely not!

Ignorance, timidity, cowardice! Nothing! I'm so stupid...

What is she?

Nothing counts!

A woman who won't even give him pity is not worthy of his madness.

I threw away the umbrella in my hand, stepped on the rain all the way, walked out of the hospital, went to the garage to pick up the car, and disappeared quietly in the night alone.

...Divideline...

Wen Jing returned home, took a shower, and was about to coax Doodou to sleep, Shura came over and handed over a cup of black tea, "Where, what I brought from the UK is absolutely pure."

Wen Jing closed her eyes and smelled the aroma of black tea, and finally closed her eyes heavily, "Thank you for being by my side all the time."

Shura reached out to explore An Jing's forehead, sure it wasn't hot, and then said, "What's the matter with you? I can't stand it when I suddenly said thank you so pretentiously!"

Wen Jing lowered his eyelids and murmured to himself: "I think I am very lucky. No matter how tired or hard it is, you or Yan Xiu will always come to help me. And that person is not so lucky and will bear everything alone."

Shura saw the worry in An Jing's eyes, and finally raised the corner of her mouth gently, "People are indeed cheap animals, no matter men and women, this is the case. The more they don't love themselves, the more they want to get it. They get it, but they don't know how to cherish it. Right? An Jing."

Look at Shura quietly, "I..."

"You don't have to worry at all. That man has returned to Rose Garden safely. After attending Li Suyun's wedding, will he go back to London? I know that you think so in your heart, so you don't have to say it, I'll tell you for you. After drinking the black tea, remember to ask the servant aunt to throw it into the sink. I want to go out to do something good. Goodbye." Shura rubbed his hands and said in a muffled voice.

I hummed quietly and took the coat on the hanger, "Be careful on the road. These days are plum rain season, and there will be heavy fog and light rain."

"Yingjing, you are a kind woman. But don't be so kind to me, otherwise I will think you fell in love with me. I will be impatient to marry you. You know that my heart is no less than Lingchen's domineering." Shura's hand gently stroked Anjing's cheek and said seriously.

He looked at him quietly, but he arrogantly raised a bitter and bitter smile and floated away.
Chapter completed!