1308. Chapter 1308 Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice 4
Zhu Xiaoting's heart was as cold as water, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her eyes.
"Foster mother, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have recognized you as my foster mother, and I shouldn't have appeared around you so often. I shouldn't have been an eyesore to others."
She cried out like a pear blossom and succeeded in clearing herself up, pointing all her fingers at Ye Qingting.
Leng's mother became more and more upset, "It's none of your business, it's that woman's fault that took away all my children and grandchildren. I'm so old, but I still have to suffer this kind of injustice. God doesn't have the foresight."
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Zhu Xiaoting rolled her eyes, helped Leng's mother into the house, waved away all the servants, and when only two of them were left, she quietly comforted her, "Foster mother, don't be sad, there is always a way."
Leng's mother couldn't help but shake her head. She tried every means, but she didn't make her son dislike Ye Qingting. Instead, she pushed her son toward her.
"What can I do? I can't fight her at all. Qi Rui only listens to her words. In his eyes, I am a bad mother and will only cause trouble for him."
She was disheartened and very depressed.
Zhu Xiaoting's eyes flashed and she spoke softly.
"Don't think like that. Time will tell people's hearts. You can find a way to let Brother Rui see her true face clearly. When the time comes, Brother Rui will naturally come around and take the initiative to admit his mistake to you. Then the mother and son will have settled their differences. What are they afraid of?"
Leng's mother was startled, "What you said makes sense, let me think about it carefully."
Zhu Xiaoting lowered her voice mysteriously, "I thought of a way..."
She leaned into Leng's mother's ear and whispered for a long time. Leng's mother hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
Qi Rui and Qing Ting lived in another house with their children. They lived a very happy life with less arguments and more peace. They lived in harmony every day.
Qingting didn't want to go to the old house to make trouble, but he didn't object to his son, daughter and husband visiting Leng's mother. But Qirui's attitude was very cold and non-committal.
Chen Xuan was busy with his homework and had no time to spare, nor did he want to be bombarded by the chatter.
Xiao Yunxi couldn't get enough time to stick to Qingting every day, and refused to leave her even half a step, let alone go to see the person who always scolded her mommy.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang on time.
Qingting had been waiting at the door for a long time, pressed the button, and watched the car slowly drive in.’
The door was gently opened and Qi Rui walked in. Little Yunxi rushed over enthusiastically and called Daddy sweetly.
Qi Rui picked up his daughter and kissed her several times. He walked to Qingting and his son. He first gave his wife a kiss and then touched his son's little head. The family interacted in an intimate and warm way.
Qingting has been staying at home for the past few days and has been recuperating her body. Although she asked herself that there was nothing wrong with her, Chen Xuan and Qirui said they would not allow her to run around and prepared a lot of tonic soup. Qingting drank it and complained endlessly.
Qi Rui sat on the sofa, took the apple from his daughter's hand and took a bite, smiling contentedly, having a daughter is enough for everything.
When he turned around and saw the big red gilded invitation on the coffee table, he raised his eyebrows strangely. After moving here, few people knew about it. Who was so well-informed?
"What kind of invitation is this? Where did it come from?"
Yun Xi reacted quickly and quickly grabbed the invitation, opened it and stuffed it in front of Qi Rui.
Qingting glanced at it and explained lightly.
"This was sent from my old house. It said it was going to be a party. I invited many friends from my family and friends and said it would be a lively party."
There was a hint of ridicule and disdain in the slightly cool voice.