She was afraid that if she was used to being a leader and educating people, she would do something violent to Cheng Ningyou.
She can't be hurt anymore now, physically or mentally.
When Yuan Manling heard Yifan Lu calling her crazy, she said angrily, "You little bastard, who are you calling crazy?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted him hard on the back.
Yifan Lu knew that the older he gets, the stronger his temper becomes.
"If you are not crazy, why are you scolding Sister Feifei?"
It's okay to hit him, but you can't hit his sister Feifei. He has said that he will protect him since he was a child. Now that his brother is lying on the hospital bed, he should protect her even more.
No one can bully him, even if the person standing in front of him now is the old queen who has always loved him the most.
"Asshole, the child in her belly is not from our family. She is pregnant with someone else's child. She also bewitched your brother. Look at what she did to your brother."
Yuan Manling pointed at Pei Mochen who was lying in the intensive care unit and glared at Yifan Lu angrily.
Hearing this, Lu Anyi stared in shock, "Mom!"
Feifei is not carrying a child of Shen Shen? How is it possible? The media has been making a lot of rumors and he admitted it and even ordered a ring to propose to her. How could the child not be his?
Yifan Lu was anxious, "Grandma, what did you say? Are you confused?"
A slap fell on Lu Yifan's face, loud and crisp.
Lu Yifan's fair and beautiful face instantly revealed five red fingerprints, which made anyone feel distressed just looking at it.
His face was soft and supple, more delicate than the girl's skin, and his pair of peach blossom eyes stared at Yuan Manling with a look of grievance and confusion.
Growing up, this was the first time he was slapped in the face, but his grandmother still loved him the most.
"Mom, why did you hit him?" Lu Anyi scolded Yuan Manling, reaching out to touch Lu Yifan's face distressedly, and a slap was like hitting her on the top of her heart.
"Get out!" Yuan Manling grabbed Cheng Ningyou's arm and pulled her out of Lu Yifan's arms.
"Grandma, what are you doing?" Pei Ruomian couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to dissuade her.
Cheng Ningyou pursed her lips and said nothing. Her tears broke through her defenses and rolled down like a broken pearl. No matter how much Yuan Manling pulled her, she still refused to leave.
Cheng Shenke couldn't bear to let her suffer such injustice. He stepped forward and hugged her, "Let's go."
"Woo..." She buried her head in Cheng Shenke's chest and cried loudly, and her tears soon wet his chest.
Returning to the ward, she covered herself in the quilt and cried for a long time. She kept crying and released all the tears she had stored until now.
Why is she not carrying Pei Mochen's child? It would be great if she was. She could just sit there and wait for him to wake up and stay with him.
Cheng Shenke sat on the sofa, looking deeply at the little man wrapped tightly in the quilt on the bed. Listening to his cry, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
At that time, when she just woke up, she would often wrap herself in the quilt and cry because of her headache. Lin Wei would sit on the edge of the bed and coax her patiently and gently.
She is very patient with everyone and everything, especially him.
She looks quiet and weak, but in fact she is more courageous than anyone else. She confesses her love in person and writes all the love letters with her literary talents, which are touching.
The words from back then still echo in my ears, and the love letters are still there, but the person who spoke them and the person who wrote the love letters are no longer there.
