Ling Aotian felt that Zheng Yujie scolded Liu Xiaoya in such an intimate tone, which made him feel very uncomfortable!
Zheng Yujie said: "Brother Ling, don't worry, I'm already walking to the station. I'll go over and take a look first. I'll call you as soon as there is any news."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Aotian looked at the small women's mobile phone in his hand, feeling sad for a while, Xiaoya, what happened to you? Why did you appear and then disappear suddenly like this?
Ling Aotian didn't go to Liu Xiaoya again. He knew that she was safe now. The reason why she was hiding from everyone might be that she had too many worries in her heart that she didn't want others to know. But, what exactly was on her mind?
Soon, Zheng Yujie called and said that Liu Xiaoya had arrived at his home, but she was in low spirits and seemed very tired. As soon as she got home, she went into the house to sleep.
With the news about Liu Xiaoya, Ling Aotian felt relieved, but he began to think about another thing, Liu Xiaoya, what happened to her?
After Liu Xiaoya returned to Zheng Yujie's house, no matter what Zheng Yujie said, she didn't speak much, she spoke very little, and her tone was always light and listless. She didn't answer anything Zheng Yujie asked, she just said
: "I'm very tired and want to sleep." After saying that, she returned to her room and closed the door.
A few days later, in the afternoon, the doorbell of Ling Aotian's house rang. He hurried down, Liu Xiaoya's face kept shaking in his mind.
Ever since Liu Xiaoya left last time, he had a premonition that she would come again. Is she here now?
Ling Aotian opened the door, and it was not Liu Xiaoya who was outside the door, but Gao Ruolan.
Gao Ruolan dragged the suitcase and said, "Brother Aotian, help me pull the suitcase in."
Seeing that it was not Liu Xiaoya, Ling Aotian couldn't hide his disappointment and said coldly: "Why are you here again? I told you not to come again..."
"Brother Aotian!" Gao Ruolan interrupted him: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have scolded Liu Xiaoya that day. I know that even if you don't love her anymore, she is still your wife. Of course you have to defend her!
Besides, she is the mother of your daughter, Aiwujiwu, of course you don’t like to hear me scold her. Don’t worry, I will never scold her again. Can you help me pull my luggage in first?”
Ling Aotian didn't move or speak.
Gao Ruolan came over, took Ling Aotian's arm and shook it: "Brother Aotian, my sister knows she was wrong, but you still can't forgive me? Lanlan's father died early, and her mother was busy. No one taught me well, so I don't
You can be considerate of others and not think about others. Brother Aotian, it’s not like you don’t understand me, so aren’t you willing to teach me something?”
Ling Aotian said: "I am not qualified!"
Gao Ruolan started crying: "I know brother Aotian hates Lanlan and doesn't like Lanlan anymore! You all don't like me! My father is dead, my mother loves my stepfather, and my boyfriend abandoned me after falling in love with another woman!
Brother Aotian only has Liu Xiaoya in his heart! No one cares about Lan Lan anymore! What’s the point of living for me? It’s better to just die!”
The more she talked, the sadder she became, and Gao Ruolan burst into tears.
This pampered daughter-in-law couldn't stand any grievance. When she came home during the Spring Festival and was scolded by her parents for beating and scolding Ling Qiaoer, she felt angry in her heart. Brother Aotian, who had always loved her in the past, also felt angry because of Liu Xiaoya's treatment of her.
Ignoring him made her feel even more aggrieved. The tears came at every turn and she couldn't hold them back.