Yu Nianen was still sobbing and buried his face in the sheets.
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The sky was getting dark, and Yu Nianen felt that her eyes were almost too swollen to open. She got up and walked slowly into the bathroom, washing her face in a hurry.
Her whole body was in severe pain, but her heart had no feeling, it was broken, her chest was empty, and there was nothing left. Her heart was broken, broken, and gone...
The face in the mirror was pale, haggard, and the eyes that had lost focus were horribly empty.
How wonderful it would be if I was the one who died. Leave the sadness to those who can bear it!
"Mom..." She whispered in pain, stirring the towel vigorously with both hands.
Tears flowed out, and she wiped them away vigorously, and then more tears flowed out.
Does she still hate her mother?
She shook her head vigorously and sobbed painfully: "Mom, why? Why?"
My mother would rather tell Rong Beiming about her illness than tell her.
Maybe she was just afraid that she would still hate her? How could she trust Rong Beiming so much but not her own daughter?
Yu Nianen cried sadly for a while and started washing her face again.
After struggling for a long time, I finally walked out of the room.
There was a black maid standing outside the door. Seeing her coming out, she said in blunt Chinese: "Mrs. Rong, Mr. Rong, they are all waiting for you below."
Mrs. Rong? This title suddenly flashed through Yu Nianen's confused mind.
"What did you say? What did you call me? Who is Mrs. Rong?" Yu Nianen spoke very quickly. The maid stared at her blankly, not understanding what she was talking about.
"You have to speak slower so that Alice can understand." Rong Beiming walked towards them slowly, "Alice, you go down first."
Alice nodded and went downstairs.
"By pretending to be my mother's relative, can you legally let her die?" Yu Nianen's eyes were filled with blazing anger.
"Don't you like being my wife?"
"I like it!" Yu Nianen looked at him coldly, "You like to control other people's destiny so much, I don't even like it!"
She pushed him away hard, rubbed his shoulder and went downstairs.
Rong Beiming stared at her back, the anger accumulated in his eyes was replaced by the habitual pampering and care.
There is no way, who asked him to find such a woman, just to torment him.
"A heartless woman!" He shook his head and whispered with a bitter smile, and hurried downstairs.
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The restaurant downstairs was very warmly decorated, with He Yurao sitting at the head table, Yu Guantao, Zuo Qing, and two doctors sitting at the dining table covered with a tablecloth decorated with small purple flowers.
The meals on the table are Western-style, with silver cutlery and coffee pots shining under the large chandelier.
The expressions on everyone's faces were very soft, and they looked harmonious and complete...
Yu Nianen's heartbeat kept accelerating. She walked to He Yurao, put her arms around her neck and said, "Mom, I love you!"
It took her a lot of effort not to let her tears fall.
"Nian'en, thank you!" He Yurao stroked her face, looked at her red and swollen eyes, sighed, then raised his head and said to Rong Beiming, "Beiming, thank you. You have to take care of me in the future.
I miss you so much and my love..."
She reached out to Rong Beiming, then grabbed his hand and placed it on the back of Yu Nianen's hand, holding their hands together tightly.