Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Leng's mother couldn't stand it anymore, she was disgusted enough, "If you want to die, hurry up, it's even more disgusting to be hypocritical, what else can you do besides crying, making trouble and hanging yourself? You will eat, drink and play all day long, go shopping and enjoy the benefits, Idle hands, compared to Qing Ting who works hard, you are not even scumbags. It is my A Rui who has vision, hahaha."

She took Qingting's arm, comforting silently.

A warm current passed through the skin into Qingting's body, the heart gradually warmed up, and the mood eased.

She was very surprised, she stared blankly at Leng's mother, her nose was a little sore.

She thought Mother Leng hated her very much, but she didn't expect to protect her so much at a critical moment.

Whether it's love for the house, or compassion, she is sincerely grateful.

She couldn't help leaning her head on Mother Leng's shoulder, and rubbed it attached, like a coquettish cat, very cute, "Auntie, I'll be very proud if you say that."

Leng's mother was rubbed back and forth by her, her heart softened, "You have the capital to be proud, even if you don't have your parents to rely on, with your ability and ability, you can still make yourself live well and create a sky."

Ye Qingting's eyes turned red, and her chest heaved, "Auntie, I suddenly like you so much, it would be great if you were my mommy."

If her mommy was alive, she would protect her like this, maybe this is what the world calls maternal love? !

There was a trace of attachment, a trace of regret, and a trace of inexplicable melancholy in her voice, but inexplicably hit the weakest corner of Leng's mother's heart, her heart was so soft that it was a mess.

Poor child, a child without a mother is a grass, no one shelters, no one takes care of it, it all depends on itself.

Behind the unknown, I don't know how many bitter tears shed.

A surge of hot blood rushed to her chest, she patted Qingting's shoulder lightly, "You can call me that."

"Really?" Qingting's body trembled violently, her small face was instantly lit up, her big bright eyes were full of tension, with longing and fear that she didn't know.

Mother Leng's heart was sore, her eyes were red, "Really."

Tears rolled in Qingting's eyes, her lips trembled, she opened her mouth for a long time before timidly calling out, "Mommy."

The voice was soft and waxy, full of admiration and fear.

Mother Leng's tears flowed down immediately, "Hey, you're so good."

In my impression, Qingting is proud and strong, as if nothing can stop her, she is never afraid, never flinches.

But... a soft sound of Mummy, like a flash of lightning, deeply touched her heart, making her whole heart sour, sweet, aching and painful.

Qingting's lips were tightly pursed, she raised her head slightly, resisted the tears and didn't want to shed them in public, she yelled several times, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy."

Mommy, she called softly in the dark night countless times, but no one answered, that kind of loss and pain always surrounded her, and there was always a piece of emptiness in her heart.

Mother Leng couldn't help but hugged her into her arms and patted her on the back, "Silly boy, you have been wronged."

Qingting's always cold heart trembled, as if a warm current was pouring into it, warming her heart, and her eye sockets became wet.

God finally took care of her and gave her what she longed for the most.

It's so good, Mommy's arms are so warm!

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, even the Mo sisters forgot to cry.

Shao Zhongyu frowned, his hands in his pockets were clenched into fists, his jaw tightened, as if he was holding back something.