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Chapter 29 The Old Witch

Chapter 29 The Old Witch

But she and Zhimei are like sisters, how could she marry the man in front of her with a hidden love in her heart: "Brother Du, you underestimate me, why am I so drunk, I won't be able to bear it so easily." Until now You don't need a man to share anything for yourself.

A person can still bear it.

In the dark place, the tall figure slowly retreated two steps, and the silence around him made it impossible for him to tell what mood he was in.

"I ran out to buy this after I heard about you last night, Xiao Zui, don't let me down!"

She looked in surprise at the ring he had conjured up at an unknown time, the delicate diamond ring in the blue-black box, her heart skipped a beat.

"Let me take care of you!"

He said again, looking at her eyes full of passion.

He took her hand and wanted to put the ring on her...

At that time, she couldn't help smiling bitterly: "It seems that even God is unwilling to make it happen!"

He closed the ring box and handed it to her: "Don't reject me so quickly!"

So, holding the ring in her injured hand, she looked at the place where the man disappeared for a long time.

She couldn't blow the cold wind enough, she stood there alone looking at the big bustling city under the night, and finally turned around, no matter how many injuries there are, as long as she thinks of He Yang, there will be no more pain in her heart.

It's just that when she came downstairs, she had to stop at the corner of the stairs. He came out from the corner, holding a cigarette that was about to finish in his hand, with a cold expression as if he was about to kill someone.

She turned her head, and the moment she looked over, his pitch-black eyes just happened to shoot over, and that glance seemed like a sharp arrow shot towards the bottom of her eyes.

Just a glance, he looked down at the box in her hand, so glaring.

When passing by her, when she thought he would act as if he didn't know what to do, when she thought they were going to rub shoulders again like this, when she thought he really wouldn't care about her anymore.

"Give back the ring!"

He stopped in front of her without looking back, and with a cold sound, he threw the cigarette butt that was extinguished between his fingers into the trash can near the wall not far away.

It was supposed to be a trick played by teenagers, but he did it perfectly to the extreme, making it hard to find anything inappropriate.

He didn't say anything after that, just stood quietly for a moment and then strode away.

And she also went downstairs not long after, went to the garage to pick up the car and left.

It is always better to spend time with your son than to spend time on being sad.

Don't ask him why he asked her to return the ring, don't ask him what qualifications he has to control her anymore, after five years he already has someone to marry.

She used to be as helpless as duckweed, and she was afraid of everything. At that time, she was walking alone on a strange road in a foreign country with her baby, fearing that if her classmates found out that she was pregnant and reported to the teacher, she would not even be eligible to go to school.

When she went to work with her baby in her arms, she also thought, can the baby land safely?In countless nightmares, she was tied to the abortion table in the hospital by strangers.

Miss him countless times, how many tears did you secretly shed in the middle of the night?
If you love someone so much, you love him so much that you push him far away, you love him so much that you give birth to him in a foreign country, but he doesn't know it.

For a while, she even had to be autistic, but in the end she persevered. In this life, there are always so many people to be grateful to, for stepping forward to help her hide everything when she was most vulnerable.

On the morning of the weekend, she was playing cards with her son at home, and when she heard the door rang, Yang Yang yelled: "Uncle must be here!" and went to open the door.

"Is this He Zui's house?"

When she heard the familiar voice that she hadn't heard for centuries, she slowly got up from the carpet, walked to the door and saw a middle-aged lady.

"Mommy, is this grandma looking for you?" He Yang looked at the more serious lady and turned to the coming Mommy.

He Zui pulled his son to his side, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"What did he call you? Mommy?" The woman looked very puzzled, her face twisted with a thick layer of powder.

"That has nothing to do with you. What's the matter with you?" She asked again irritably, preparing to close the door.

The woman suddenly stretched out a hand: "Is that why you don't want to see me?"

Said displeasedly, and then glanced at her again: "Let's go in and talk about it."

Before the mother and wife agreed, she had already walked in first, the handbag was placed on the tea table of her house, and the expensive agate ring on her finger was dazzling because it was inlaid with a circle of diamonds. Yang Yang looked up at Mommy, and then looked at The woman sitting on the sofa in her house gave a sinister little expression.

The main reason is that the face of the middle-aged woman is too thick, and she looks like she has sprayed a lot of perfume. That outfit is completely incompatible with this simple small house of tens of square meters.

"What's the matter with you? I still have to go out!" He Zui told the past unhappy.

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing as your father's death?" The woman became angry with displeasure.

"I trouble you to speak respectfully, and why should I tell you that my father is leaving? How many years have you been divorced? Did you care about him later?"

He Zui was not happy, and he was not happy when he heard the dead word.

"He Zui, are you talking to your mother? When did you become so uneducated? You even made a little bastard!" The woman looked at the little boy beside her with even more depressed expression.

"An Yi, get out of here, I thank you for giving birth to me, I thank you all, can you please get out, get out!" She was so angry that she even said that she was not well-bred, and that her son was a little wild species .

It seemed that the tuberculosis accumulated these days broke out when this woman said these words, she went forward to take Anyi's bag and stuffed it into Anyi's arms, then dragged Anyi up and blasted her outside.

"He Zui, I'm your mother!" The moment He Zui closed the door, she suddenly yelled.

After He Zui closed the door, he gasped and listened to those words but snorted disdainfully.

"Mommy, she said she is your mommy!" He Yang didn't quite understand.

"Mommy's Mommy died a long time ago!" She said coldly.

Until the familiar voice came from outside the door again: "Xiao Fan? It's really you, come here... Do you still have contact with Xiao Zui?"

After He Fan went upstairs, he looked at the woman he met at the reception not long ago and just nodded lightly: "Ms. An!"

He has always called her that, An Yi nodded: "You help me persuade her, I want her to live with me, but she kicked me out without saying a word about the matter, and that little bastard, that Do you know whose child it is?"

He Fan smiled slightly: "I will worry about her affairs, please go back!" He knew that He Zui didn't want to see her.

(End of this chapter)

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