Chapter 22 What qualifies her to be cured?

[Sang He was able to participate in this show because he came through the back door, right? 】

[Speaking of which, it is really possible that Sang He has leaked such scandals. If it is not related, how could he be included in this show? 】

[Sanghe is really a resourceful man, so what if he is taken care of by others, he still has a lot of resources. 】

[Perhaps this show was specially made to make Sang He come back. 】

[Do you have some conspiracy theories? 】

There are all kinds of voices on the barrage.

Tao Xuan had already talked about this, so Jian Xi had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

Mianmian was so wronged in her heart that even her eye sockets turned red.

She didn't understand why she was said to be cheating by exchanging her own labor.

I don't even understand why no one listened to her explanation.

Mianmian's little head drooped instantly, like a deflated rubber ball.

Visible loss.

When she thought of them saying her mother cheated, Mianmian felt even more sad, and Douda burst into tears.

These few tears made many people's hearts tugged.

Sang He sighed softly in his heart, then took off the peaked cap on his head, and put it on Mianmian's head with his backhand.

Sang He's hat was a bit too big for Mian Mian, and most of Mian Mian's small face was instantly covered.

"Mom..." Mianmian called out in a low voice, her little hands clenched the corners of her clothes.

Sang He squatted down and looked at Mian Mian at the same level.

One big and one small face to face, the picture is very warm.

"Do you remember what I told you before?" Seeing Mian Mian's aggrieved little face, Sang He's tone became soft unconsciously.

Sucking his nose, he said in a low voice, "If you are bullied, you have to pay it back."

She understands this.

But she went to argue, to no avail.

"Well," Sang He's voice was flat, "I want to tell you something else today."

Mianmian blinked her eyes, staring at Sang He in a daze.

"If you are treated unfairly, don't engage in useless arguments, use actions and abilities to protect your own interests, and don't care too much about other people's opinions."

After finishing speaking, Sang He sighed insignificantly.

[I don't know if this little guy can understand or not. 】

Mianmian lowered her head slightly.

What my mother said was so profound that she couldn't understand it at all.

Seeing this scene, the director immediately ordered people to focus the main camera of the live broadcast on Sang He and Mian Mian.

All the audience fell into deep thought.

[We have all watched the live broadcast and know that Sang He's pork chops come from a very open source. Sang He is not wrong about this matter! 】

[Yeah, now it seems that Jian Xi is too much fun, why didn't she say that when Sang He just took out the pork chops, and when she saw that Sang He was ranked second, she started to feel sour, isn't it disgusting? 】

[Sang He is not unreasonable like other parents, but reasoned with his children earnestly and earnestly. This kind of education is great. 】

[Can Jian Xi go offline quickly, I don't want to see her for a second. 】

Looking at these bullet screens, Jian Xi's exquisite face was directly covered with a liver color.

"What do you know, I can't afford it? You keyboard warriors are disgusting!"

One couldn't hold back, Jian Xi cursed directly.

Both the barrage and the scene froze for a moment.

In the next moment, the bullet screen was frantically swiped.

[It's an eye-opener today. It turns out that the previous intellectual goddesses were all pretended, and the shrew is the adjective of Jian Xi herself, right? 】

【Oh my god, I'm going to lose my fan. I was so blind back then that I became a fan of something like this. 】

[I'm not a fan, I used to think that Jian Xi was pretty good, but now I'm really disgusted. 】

[Sure enough, a reality show is a mirror that allows us to recognize a perfectly packaged artist. 】

Jian Xi clenched the phone tightly, full of anger: "You are the shrews, your whole family are shrews!"

"You want to get rid of fans? Do you think I am almost a fan like you?"

The scene was eerily quiet.

"Mom, don't talk about it." Bai Wen walked over and tugged on Jian Xi's clothes, with a somewhat disgusted tone.

A lot of people stared at them with strange eyes just now, it was really embarrassing.

Because of Bai Wen's words, Jian Xi realized what she had done after a while.

Her cheeks flushed, and she put the lock screen of her phone into her pocket.

With her toes, she can think of what netizens are saying about her now, which must be terrible.

Thinking of this, Jian Xi's hatred for Sang He and Mian Mian grew more and more.

If it weren't for their mother and daughter, how could I have fallen to this point?

She must make them look good!
Bai Wen dragged Jian Xi away, and the other groups of guests also left one after another.

Sang He talked with Mian Mian calmly for a long time, and it was the first time in so many years that he talked so much.

【It's great to have a mother who can analyze the pros and cons of me from all aspects. 】

[I used to think that Sanghe's free-range way of raising babies was not good, but now it seems that this can really exercise children's ability to handle things. 】

Mianmian raised her hand to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, looked at Sang He and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't do well enough today."

Seeing Xiaotuanzi calm down, Sang He finally felt relieved.

Raising his hand to hug Mianmian into his arms, Sang He sighed in his heart.

[Sure enough, he is still a child, and he will be wronged by injustice. 】

Does mom think she is too young?

Mianmian put her arms around Sang He's neck, and whispered in Sang He's ear in a childish voice, "Mianmian will grow up quickly, and then protect her mother!"

Sang He was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Mian Mian to say such a thing.

At this moment, Sang He's mood became very complicated.

"Don't cry." Although Sang He's voice was still a little cold, it was not difficult to hear that it was much gentler.

Mianmian sucked her nose and revealed a sweet smile.

"Mianmian doesn't cry, Mianmian is a strong baby!"

Staring at the pink and jade-like little face, Sang He's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Mianmian looks very similar to her, as if carved out of the same mold.

If there was no accident that year, her own child would look very similar to her, right?
Perhaps, he would comfort her as warmly as Mian Mian.

Thinking of the lost child, Sang He's expression became cold.

What qualifications does she have to be healed?
What qualifications do you have to accept other children?
She is not responsible for her dead child like this.

Sang He's heart hurts intermittently, as if being pricked by a needle, the pain made it very difficult for her to breathe.

Sang He let go of Mian Mian, and calmly moved a little distance away from Mian Mian.

"Mom..." Mianmian's heart was empty. Although she couldn't hear what Sang He was thinking, her sixth sense told Mianmian that something was wrong.

Her voice was waxy, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Listening to Mianmian calling "Mom", Sang He's long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and the expression on his face was slightly alienated.

At this moment, Mianmian felt very uneasy, she was a little embarrassed, she raised her short legs and walked towards Sang He, wanting to hug Sang He again.

But the moment Mianmian stretched out her hand, Sang He gently pushed her away.

Mianmian pursed her mouth, full of grievances.

Does mom hate her?

(End of this chapter)

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