No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Until Qiao Laoer had his legs broken and was thrown on the street, he still couldn't believe that Qiao Mengyu dared to attack an elder like him and threatened to make him go beg for food. This was simply the opposite.

In the villa, Chen Jin looked at Qiao Mengyu with a worried look on his face, as if he was hesitant to speak.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Chen Jin asked tentatively, twisting his fingers together unconsciously, as if hesitating to say something.

Miss Qiao Er was so frustrated that she didn't notice Chen Jin's abnormality. She just waved her hand slightly to signal her not to worry.

Chen Jin frowned, hooked his fingers together hard, and stood there without moving for a long time, with a rare tangled expression on his face.

Only then did Miss Qiao Er realize that Chen Jin seemed to have something to say, so she asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Xiaoyu..." Chen Jin opened his mouth, and the knuckles of his hooked fingers began to turn white. He hesitated for a while, and then continued as if he had made up his mind, "That's it, I'm cleaning up Mr. Qiao's study. Then I found a letter."

The letter was left for Qiao Mengyu. The letter was unsealed. Chen Jin took it out and read it. Only then did he realize that Mr. Qiao could have died, but for Shen Enya, he finally gave up.

Chen Jin was worried that Miss Qiao Er couldn't accept this fact, so he hesitated to say anything.

"Where's the letter?" Qiao Mengyu immediately asked.

Before her parents passed away, she had always regretted not leaving a single word to her. Now that there was such a letter, she naturally paid special attention to it.

"I'll get it." Chen Jin said and immediately walked towards the stairs.

She collected the letter and put it in the study.

Soon, Chen Jin took out the letter. It was put in a white envelope with a red maple leaf printed on it. It was a very old style, obviously Lao Qiao's style.

Miss Qiao Er took the letter and was not in the mood to look at the envelope too much, so she took out the red-lined letter paper inside and opened the folded page. What came into view was the strong and powerful handwriting, each stroke carrying Old Qiao's unique style.

small fish:

When you read this letter, your father will no longer be with you. First of all, he must say sorry to you. He cannot accompany you for the rest of his life, because I can only choose one between you and my mother. Dad is selfish. I chose my mother because my father couldn't bear to see my mother go away alone again.

You may think that your father is stupid. He was abandoned by his mother in the first half of his life and died with her later on. But he wants to tell you that he has never regretted meeting his mother. To this day, he loves his mother deeply and is willing to do everything for her. He does everything.

When I was at the Shen family, I heard some things about your grandma, guessed some things, and understood why your grandpa was in pain all these years.

I think it was for this reason that he prevented you from being together with Rong Qian. Your mother's disease is hereditary, and you may also carry the disease-causing gene.

My child, I know this is a painful thing. Maybe you will also face the desperate situation your mother was in before she left us. You are afraid of getting hurt because you love her deeply.

No matter what decision you make, dad will support you, but if I could do it again, I would stay with your mom without hesitation, every day.Rong Qian is a good boy. I think he will not alienate you because of this matter. Alternatively, you can tell the truth and leave the choice to him. Don't make an unfair decision to me like your mother did. .

Child, as long as you live in the world for one day, or even one second, you must be brave enough to do what you want to do, and never hesitate.

I hope you won’t be sad because your father left, because I am very happy to be with my mother, and I hope you can also experience my happiness.

When she read the letter, Miss Qiao Er's face was filled with tears. She didn't know when she started crying, but her tears were like bursting from a dam and she couldn't stop them.

"Bullshit happiness!" Miss Qiao Er slapped the letter on the sofa next to her angrily, and stood up while holding her breath. However, she didn't know if it was because she moved too quickly, but she felt dizzy before her eyes, and she fell back to the sofa and lost consciousness. .

When Chen Jin saw this, he hurried over and pinched Miss Qiao Er's hand while calling her loudly: "Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu!"

Miss Qiao Er was still unconscious, and Chen Jin was extremely anxious. Just as Miss Qiao Er's cell phone rang, as if telepathically, Mr. Shao called.

As if seeing hope, Chen Jin hurriedly opened the answer button and spoke incoherently: "Mr. Shao, Xiaoyu has fainted. Come and save her quickly..."

"I'll go over immediately and help me take care of her." Mr. Shao interrupted Chen Jin before she could finish her words, followed by the sound of chairs scraping against the ground and the sound of hurried footsteps.

The call was not hung up. Mr. Shao kept asking about Miss Qiao Er's situation. Chen Jin reported the truth truthfully and followed Mr. Shao's instructions and did not dare to touch Miss Qiao Er for a minute.

Doctors from the top private hospitals in Beijing also arrived with Mr. Shao. They briefly checked Miss Qiao Er's condition and determined that her life was not in danger before recommending that she be sent to the hospital for careful examination.

After struggling all night, the doctor finally confirmed that Miss Qiao Er's mother and child were safe. She was in a coma because she was overly sad and angry.

Mr. Shao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and he couldn't guess what the child was hiding in his heart, so he could only worry.

When the sky was dark, Miss Qiao Er slowly woke up. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly. After a while, she squinted and opened her eyes. She saw Mr. Shao sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. Glasses with silver frames.

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Mr. Shao stood up, bowed his waist, and came in front of Miss Qiao Er, and gently stroked Miss Qiao Er's cheek with his fingertips.

The children who were not fat before have become thinner these days, and their complexions are white and yellow, which makes people feel distressed just looking at them.

Miss Qiao Er shook her head slightly and struggled to get up. Mr. Shao quickly held the back of her hand. While supporting her, he took a soft pillow and placed it behind her, but Miss Qiao Er threw herself into his arms with a small face. Her baby was pressed against his chest, and her little paws were also wrapped around his waist. Although she obviously didn't have much strength, she hung on to him tightly and refused to let go.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Mr. Shao asked softly, holding her back firmly with his big hands and arching his body a little more, for fear that the child would be uncomfortable.

"Well, I want to tell you something very important." Miss Qiao Er's voice was muffled, but she had already made a decision in her heart. She wanted to tell the truth to Mr. Shao and leave the choice to Mr. Shao. If he really If we dislike her illness, we can break up gracefully.