Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

When Mrs. Yi woke up, she was already lying on the hospital bed. Yi Ningxiu sat next to her. Seeing her wake up, he asked in a low voice, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Mrs. Yi stretched out her hand tremblingly, and held his hand. It seemed that there was still heavy snow flying in front of her eyes, and the cry of that little baby echoed in her ears.

The child who was about to die is now so old...

But he wants to leave her again...

He gave her all hope when she was dying. Everything she had in Yi's house could be said to have been given to her by Yi Ningxiu.

Without Yi Ningxiu, she would not be what she is now. She really treats him as her own son.

"Ning Xiu..."

She stroked her son's hand with trembling hands, and tears fell down again: "Why is God so unfair to you... If it is retribution, it should be retribution on me!"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Yi Ningxiu frowned deeply, "What retribution is not retribution? It has nothing to do with you."

"How can it be okay? It must be that God can't see that I have lived such a happy life in this life, so this evil retribution... But, why is this retribution on you?" She couldn't hold back her tears, "Isn't this It should be! It’s me who did the wrong thing! This shouldn’t be! God, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault...!"

She covered her face and cried, and the bun on the back of her head fell off. There was already some gray hair on the top of her head. This woman seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden.

Yi Ningxiu glanced at the white hair on the top of his mother's head. There seemed to be some tingling pain in his eyes. He looked away for a while, reached out and brushed off Mrs. Yi's hair, and said softly, "Mom, don't think too much. Maybe The right bone marrow will be found tomorrow."

Mrs. Yi's shoulders were trembling weakly. She didn't seem to hear Yi Ningxiu's comforting words. After a long while, she asked softly, "Ning Xiu, will you blame me for not matching your mother?" Her eyes were red Looking at Yi Ningxiu, "Mom is sorry for you...Mom is sorry for you..."

"mom?"

Yi Ningxiu saw her collapsed expression, felt a little strange, stepped forward to wrap her around her, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ning Xiu..." Mrs. Yi grabbed his sleeve and cried in a low voice, "It's not that Mom won't give it to you, but...I'm not your real mother! I don't know where your relatives are, I don't know ..."

"..."

Yi Ningxiu hugged the trembling mother in his arms, and was completely stunned for a moment.

What does it mean?

When Mrs. Yi told the secret buried in her heart, she didn't feel any relief, but was extremely desperate.

So far, what can I say? !

She had no idea who his parents were!

"Mom, what do you mean?!"

Yi Ningxiu touched Mrs. Yi's shoulders, with a trace of coldness on his face: "Please tell me clearly!"

"Ning Xiu..." Mrs. Yi stretched out her hand and gently stroked his handsome face, "My child... my child..."

"Mom!" Yi Ning shaves a warning on his face.

As far as he knew, his parents gave birth to a child like him, how could he not be her own?

Mrs. Yi didn't speak, but hugged him tightly: "No matter what, you are my child, Ning Xiu..."

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