Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Did you glance at the fruit knife inserted on the table and wonder if the hospital will let them pay for the table?

"Take the wind." Could it be that she opened her mouth and watched Mrs. Ding sit down beside her.

"Mom made you chicken soup."

"Mom, I don't want to --" didn't you mean to say something, but looking at Mrs. Ding's disappointed face, she helplessly reached for it.

"By the way, Feifei, your big brother has decided to go back to the company." Mrs. Ding said tentatively.

I don't like this feeling very much, so I don't know how to say, "well, I'm not that material anyway, and I don't like sitting in the office all day long."

"But your shares won't move. Your father is mainly afraid of you --" Mrs. Ding opened her mouth with a little urgency to explain. After all, the former president was Murphy, but now she has to go back to her position, such a thing.

Could it be that after drinking the greasy chicken soup and putting down her rice bowl, she didn't want to go home so carefully.

So that's why my father doesn't look at her very well every time.

"I know it's best for my brother to go back." Murphy with irritable mouth said: "I'm sleepy, sleep first."

Mrs. Ding sighed a little, and finally pulled the quilt for her. When Murphy fell asleep, she got up and left.

After Mrs. Ding went out, Qian Yikun just came to fetch water for Murphy, "Auntie."

"Yikun," Mrs. Ding slightly embarrassed, "these days you have been taking care of Feifei."

"It should be. Is Auntie going back now?" Qian Yikun took a look inside and vaguely felt that the situation was not quite right.

"Well, if I have to go to bed, I'll go back first." Mrs. Ding said, after thinking about it, she still said: "Junqi said that she wanted to go back to the company, but her father also thought that it was impossible that she was not suitable for shopping malls. She felt that she didn't like the company's affairs, so she agreed to Junqi. Feifei didn't like to talk to us. If she had any ideas, you --"

"If my aunt thinks so, I think it's the saddest part for her. Since my uncle is afraid that she is not happy, you can tell her clearly that you are so. At least I think your family thinks that it's for money that you want to be the president." Qian Yikun has a low voice.

"We didn't mean that. We really did --"

"Auntie, if you really feel sorry, what you have to do is to give her the love she lacks, not the cautious suspicion." Qian Yikun said in a deep voice, reached out and handed the kettle in his hand, "there are still some things in our police station, please take care of it."

Mrs. Ding subconsciously took the kettle and watched Qian Yikun turn and leave.

If you really feel sorry, what you have to do is to give her the love she lacks, not the cautious suspicion

Mrs. Ding's chest seemed to be pinched severely, and she felt pain because of suffocation.

After they come back, they are always careful, because careful, they always try to think about the worst, and then do things as well as possible.

However, although Qian Yikun's words were not pleasant to hear, they seemed to point out something she had never wanted to understand.

So Mrs. Ding, who had planned to leave, turned back to the ward.

This is her own daughter. Why does she have to be cautious all the time?