Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

On the other hand, whether or not to alarm Li Yuntang because of this matter, Yan Xiaye still couldn't make a decision in the end.

Or before she made a decision, an unfamiliar number called her cell phone, and the news brought her so worried that she couldn't care about anything else.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Xiaye and Yin Baiyan appeared together at No. 1 People's Hospital in Jianghai City, and asked the nurse at the front desk to find out which floor Yan's mother was on.

Watching the elevator go up level by level, Yin Baiyan seized the time to explain to her: "Don't worry, go in and talk to your mother, I will help keep an eye on your dad at the stairs, and once he appears, I will find a way to hold him, and at the same time, give him a hand." You call.

"Teacher, please."

"Yan Xiaye always knew that his mother still had feelings for him, but that mother's love couldn't withstand Yan Jianguo's tyrannical obstruction.

That's why Yan's mother took advantage of Yan Jianguo to go out to play cards, borrowed a passerby's mobile phone, and secretly called Yan Xiaye, asking her to come to the hospital to visit.

In the end, her mother just didn't love her enough, and the truth is often so cruel that people can't help crying.

The elevator arrived with a ding, Yan Xiaye collected his thoughts, raised a smile and went to the ward where Yan's mother was alone.

In order to prevent Yan Jianguo from coming back to see the clues, she didn't even dare to bring a fruit basket or nutritional supplements. It wasn't because she was afraid of Yan Jianguo, but because she didn't want her mother to be caught in the middle.

Just like what Li Beicheng revealed last time, the Li family fully paid for Yan's mother's hospitalization expenses, arranged her in the best VIP ward, and enjoyed the city's best medical treatment.

Pushing open the lotus-colored door, Yan's mother leaned against the head of the bed weakly and thinly, the sickness on her face faded a lot the moment she saw Yan Xiaye, before she could open her mouth, there were tears in her cloudy eyes, murmuring She pursed her lips and said with grief: "Xia Ye, my good daughter, come quickly and let mom see.

"Yan Xiaye made mental preparations in advance, telling himself to keep calm and not to be fooled by family affection again.

But seeing such a poor Yan mother with her own eyes, she couldn't care less about the kindness and resentment in the past, she quickly sat on the bedside and asked for warmth: "Mom, are you seriously ill? Didn't Li Beicheng find a good doctor for you?" No, North City, he was very good to me.

"As soon as Li Beicheng was mentioned, Yan's mother closed her eyes, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and she called her name in vain: "Xia Ye, Xia Ye..." Her skinny hands held Yan Xia tightly. Ye, the force was so great that the latter frowned almost invisible.

After so many years of mother-daughter relationship, although there is no tacit understanding, she can see that Yan's mother has something to say to her, but she doesn't know how to say it.

"Mom, if you have anything to say, just say it.

"Since Li Beicheng said that the cause of his mother's illness was heart disease, it's better to say it than to keep it in his heart.

Yan Mu's expression was tangled, and she shook her head in extreme pain. It could be seen that her heart was also at war with heaven and man, and at the end she let out a long sigh of despair: "Xia Ye, tell me the truth, am I, a mother, always treating you like this?" Not good?" Yan Xiaye was silent when he heard the words, and didn't know how to answer for a long while.

She didn't know what happened to other people's daughters, but compared to Yan Shuirou, they were all daughters who grew up in the same family. The treatment between her and Yan Shuirou was very different from childhood to most, even if she was With no conscience, I can't say something as hypocritical as 'it's okay'.

Not to mention whether Yan's mother would believe it or not, she couldn't pass her own test at all.

"Mom understands, it's all her own fault, so what right does she have to force you to lie to seek comfort?" The expectant light in Yan's mother's eyes dimmed, and she loosened Yan Xiaye's fingers.

Yan Xiaye didn't understand what Yan's mother was thinking. Since she went to prison, she basically lost contact with her family, and she didn't get along well after she was released from prison. She couldn't even find a topic for small talk.

She had no choice but to break free from Yanmu's hand, picked up the knife and apples on the bedside table, and said in a low voice while peeling: "Mom, no matter what happened, I will never forget that you taught me to peel apples when I was a child." The bunny apple that sings to me when I'm sick is enough.

You can rest assured of your illness and don't think about anything. After you are discharged from the hospital, you will go abroad with your dad. I will transfer money to you on a regular basis.

"Because Yan Shuirou is a sick child, the Yan family's finances have been very tight during Yan Xiaye's childhood.

Under the tremendous pressure, everyone showed the most despicable side. It is really not a word of happiness. Even the opportunities for mother and daughter to accompany each other are pitiful. But now that I think about it, most of them are the fault of poverty, no one else .

It was only later, perhaps when he became poor and afraid in the early years, that Yan Jianguo gradually became insatiable. In order to live a life of prosperity and wealth, he even abandoned the bottom line of being a human being, and scrambled to send his two daughters to the same man's bed. This was the most unacceptable thing Yan Xiaye could do.

From the beginning to the end, the mother has the same personality as Gu Sihua, and she listens to Jianguo's words everywhere, regardless of whether it is right or wrong.

After hearing Yan Xiaye's gentle words from the bottom of her heart, Yan's mother raised her hand to cover her face, turned sideways and cried bitterly, guilt and remorse flooded her like a tidal wave.

If she is given another chance, she can swear that she will never treat Yan Xia Ye so indifferently again, but unfortunately there is no turning back in this world.

Yan Xiaye sighed softly, patted Yan's mother's trembling body considerately, and tried to say something to please her: "You and my dad are not young, and some things are easier to look at, as for Yan The matter between the water and me, we will solve it ourselves, so you don't need to worry about it.

"Yan's mother wiped her tears to stop crying, and stared at Yan Xia Ye seriously with unprecedented loving eyes, as if she was looking at Yan Xia Ye seriously and solemnly for the last time in her life, and finally said with a trembling voice hoarsely: "Xia Ye, if someone One day when your mother is gone, you go home and take down the family photo at home. There is a letter I left for you behind the photo.

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about..." Yan Xiaye frowned, his breathing became a little rough, and he raised his heart high.

If Yan's mother really had some incurable disease, she was sure that Li Beicheng would not avoid talking about it to her.

But since Yanmu is good, why do you have to talk about such a sad topic?Yan's mother didn't mean to explain at all, and even continued numbly and ruthlessly: "Okay, I know you blame me and this family in your heart, if this is the case, you don't have to force yourself to come and see me.

It is enough for me to have Shui Rou, a biological daughter. You live your life well and find a good man to marry while you are young. Don’t be like mom. In this life, you only know how to marry a chicken and marry a dog with a dog. The result is true Married to something worse than a pig or a dog.

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