As a warm-blooded and kind-hearted normal person, this kind of thing is not allowed.
But the opponent is Yan Mubei, a cruel and cold-blooded guy who can do anything when he goes crazy.
It's like beating Shangguan Zhixuan without saying a word, or imprisoning her in the Yan family, forcibly possessing her and torturing her.
"We have lobbied for Taotao and Yuhan, but Zhixuan is the only one left. Qianqian..., Qianqian, did you hear what mom said?"
"...Hmm." Lin Qianqian felt extremely wronged, even more wronged and sadder than the injured Shangguan Zhixuan.
How can everyone treat the innocent Shangguan Zhixuan like this?
Wan Lizhu persuaded her a few more words, asked her about her current situation, and comforted her a few words.
They are just words that are for the sake of the Lin family and the Lin family. In the eyes of my mother, she will always only have her younger brother Lin Kecong.
She is just a foil. Sooner or later she will get married. After marrying, she will no longer be a member of the Lin family.
But Lin Qianqian still loves her mother very much because she gave birth to her.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Qianqian was filled with thousands of thoughts and could not calm down for a long time.
The tears on her face were blurred and she felt very uncomfortable. She gently opened the door of the ward, only to see Shangguan Zhixuan still sleeping, and Shangguan Zhiwen sitting in her original position, with her back to the direction of the door.
Lin Qianqian closed the door gently, walked along the corridor, found the public toilet and went in to wash her face.
Because it's summer, splashing cool water on your face is very comfortable and washes away your depressed mood.
Looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes and nose were red, and she was absent-minded for a while.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in her mind.
Oops, she forgot to call...him.
Lin Qianqian quickly took out her phone and pressed the button. After the call was connected, she quickly asked: "Where's Colin?"
A less than standard Chinese answer came from the other side, a woman's voice, deliberately soft: "He just woke up, do you want to give him the phone?"
Lin Qianqian couldn't hide her excitement. She saw her hand holding the phone in the mirror, trembling a little: "Well, give it to him."
I haven’t seen him for a month. I wonder if he misses me?
Then I heard the voice of a woman over there, followed by the voice of a child, the barking of a dog, and the sound of a program playing on the TV.
All the voices were intertwined, and although it was chaotic, she still recognized his voice at once.
After a while, the child's childish voice came: "Mommy, mommy...is that you?"
"Colin." Lin Qianqian's heart softened when she heard this: "It's me. Does Colin miss mommy?"
"Think about it." The two-year-old boy's voice was as sweet as soft glutinous rice cakes, sweet and soft, melting into the bones: "Mommy, do you miss Colin?"
A child is at the stage when he is extremely curious about the outside world and has a strong desire for knowledge. If you ask him anything, he will answer the question with inferences.
"Of course I do." Lin Qianqian felt the urge to cry again: "And I really, really want to."
"Mommy, where are you? Why don't you go home and sleep with Colin? Colin hates Aunt Qiong." She complained.
Lin Qianqian heard this and wondered: "Why don't you like Aunt Qiong? Didn't you like her very much before?"
"Aunt Qiong doesn't smell like mommy. It doesn't smell good. Oooh, I can't smell mommy. Little Colin can't sleep at night." She acted coquettishly.
Lin Qianqian was amused: "You brat, mommy doesn't believe you."