Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

Blue house.

On the master bed, a tired old man lay quietly, with several silver strands in his messy broken hair.

When LAN Ziting hurried back to LAN's house, Lan Xin was eating medicine and was resting soon.

When she opened the door, she crept into the room and looked at her weak and old mother lying in bed.

My mother has always been in poor health, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital. She says she wants to save some expenses. Now even when she is ill, she just buys some medicine by herself.

My heart can't help but feel sour. Since my father left, the days of their mother and son have become more and more sad, and the man she married has always cared about her family. He only hates her.

She lowered her long eyelashes, gently lifted the broken hair on her mother's face to the ear socket, and sighed slightly.

She's not good enough to take care of her mother. If

The old man's sleep has always been very shallow. Seeing that Lan Xin's eyelids beat slightly and looked like she was about to wake up, LAN Ziting quickly took a deep breath, looked at her ups and downs, and hung a shallow smile on her face.

In two minutes, Lan Xin woke up.

The old hand trembled and covered LAN Ziting. Lan Xin's voice was a little hoarse and weak: "Tingting, are you coming?"

"Mom..."

LAN Ziting bit her lips, and her eyes were heavy and astringent. She buried her little head in the palm of Lan Xin's hand, and couldn't help but come up with a strange voice:

"Why don't you go to the hospital when you are ill? What can I do if something happens to you?"

Lan Xin reluctantly smiled and stretched out another hand to touch the top of her soft hair. She comforted: "Mom, it's okay. You should pay more attention to your body."

LAN Ziting quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then raised her eyes and nodded, "don't worry, I'll take care of myself."

But Lan Xin sighed: "how are you and Du Yan'an recently?"

LAN Ziting's thin body suddenly gave a meal and slowly lowered her eyes.

Du Yan'an means the best thing in the world to her before marriage. After marriage, it has become a taboo.

Besides being her nominal husband, what else can he and she do?

In the twinkling of an eye, she barely recalled a comforting smile. LAN Ziting turned and took a fruit knife to cut the apple. She was guilty and said, "Mom, we're OK."

Although Lan Xin's eyes were turbid, his eyes were sharp. Looking at the bruises on her white and tender arms, Lan Xin couldn't help but feel pain and blame LAN Ziting: "good, good, you can only say good every time. You have to tell your mother when you are wronged, you know?"

LAN Ziting lowered her head to cut the apple, pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

Lan Xin looked at her and sighed, but shook his head: "after being married for so long, Du Yan'an didn't even accompany you to the blue house. Do you think I don't know about his things outside?"

"Every time I help to lie and say that Du Yan'an is busy socializing. The next day I will see him holding women in and out of the romantic place in the newspaper, even your father's funeral, he..."

Lan Xin's words suddenly stopped, and finally he could only end with a sigh.

LAN Ziting couldn't refute her mother's words. She only put the clean and perfect apple into Lan Xin's hand, gently raised her lips and smiled softly, but she didn't say anything.

Lan Xin looked at her daughter's obedient and clever appearance, and her heart was a burst of regret.

"I don't know whether what your father did was right or not. I thought it would follow your wishes, but I didn't think it might have hurt you..."

With that, Lan Xin's eyes gradually turned red.

Seeing her mother's sad appearance, LAN Ziting quickly pulled the paper towel in panic, pulled out a smile, and revealed some blame between her words.

"Mom, you love to think..."

At the beginning, she insisted on marrying. Since she chose this road, she will go on firmly.

While they were chatting, the servant suddenly came in and reported, "madam, miss, Mr. Du sent a car to pick you up and said he had arranged a dinner for you."

After listening to the servant's words, LAN Ziting was stunned for a moment, but Lan Xin was overjoyed. She quickly wiped her tears and asked LAN Ziting to dress up.

"I didn't expect Du Yan'an to remember your birthday. I just misunderstood him..."

LAN Ziting also seemed very happy. This was the first time he remembered his birthday since they got married. In previous years, she and her mother spent it together.

Dress up. Half an hour later, LAN Ziting took her mother to the car sent by Du Yan'an.

"Mom, do you think I can do this?"

LAN Ziting wears a simple but classic dress, which makes her temperament like an immortal. Lan Xin beside her is wearing a cheongsam. Although she is ill, she can't hide her youth.

Seeing LAN Ziting's happy appearance, Lan Xin couldn't help laughing and praised: "of course, my daughter is so beautiful!"

LAN Ziting's white face turned red and hung her head shyly, but she didn't know if he would like it.

At the place mentioned by Du Yan'an, LAN Ziting helped Lan Xin into the hotel. Her mother's illness was not well yet. She just insisted on supporting her body. Most of the people from the bottom of her heart didn't know whether they were grateful or distressed.

The waiter led them to the door of the private room and left. Du Yan'an hasn't arrived in the empty private room. There are only mother and daughter in the room.

The mother and daughter waited patiently for a long time. Du Yan'an came late.

He walked into the room gracefully, followed by his assistant. Lengjun still couldn't see any emotion on his face.

LAN Ziting subconsciously stood up and stood behind Lan Xin with flashing eyes.

"Are you coming?"

The sound is nondescript and won't attract more attention.

Du Yan'an didn't look at her more. He was domineering and ruthless. He sat opposite them, gently tugging at the corners of his mouth, with some mystery. "I'm here today to give you a big gift..."

LAN Ziting opened her mouth slightly, but she began to look forward to it. Du Yan'an hasn't given her any gifts since she got married, but now she has prepared a surprise for him

Looking at the arrogant man, she pursed her lips slightly and almost blurted out to tell him the surprise in her stomach.

But at the moment when the words wanted to export, the assistant beside him handed a document to Lan Xin and LAN Ziting.

"What is it?"

In the quiet box, LAN Ziting's unique soft tone sounded gently, like a clear spring in the deep forest, refreshing, and it was mixed with a touch of joy.

Du Yan'an raised his eyes and squinted slightly. Lengling's eyes looked at her sharply and directly.

Lan Xin's hand just touched the document that upset her. Du Yan'an said coldly, "I've found a buyer for Lan Shi. As long as you sign the transfer, there will be no Lan Shi again."