Refusal to marry a wealthy family: Mrs. Zhuo escaped marriage again

Clear?

I am not used to this kind of address.

Mother Zhuo, who has always been at odds with me, will call me that one day.

I stood still and didn't move, but I could feel Qingqing pinching my fingers a little harder.

Qingqing probably didn't understand why his grandma, who had done all kinds of bad things, would call her mommy like that.

I can't forget all the things brought by Zhuo's mother.

Grandpa Zhuo Yan's death, my relationship with Zhuo Yan, I lost the chance to accompany Qingqing for four years, Gong Shiruo, and I became dumb...

those bad things.

A little too much.

She is going to die now, but it is cheaper for her.

"Clear and shallow."

That hoarse voice was still calling my name, I looked at Zhuo's mother, afraid that she would die in the next second.I took a step forward and answered in a voice that Mother Zhuo could hear.

"Ah."

I responded and watched her twist her head and open her mouth with difficulty.

After a long time, I heard the next sentence.

"You and Yan'er, after all, I am sorry for you."

These words hit my heart.

Say sorry now.

It is too late.

Also, it doesn't work anymore.

I wanted to say something, but it seemed that I had said too much, and I didn't know where to start for a while.

I just looked at Zhuo's mother quietly, watching her shed tears, and the withered arm that stopped in mid-air fell down little by little.

I opened my mouth, and before she closed her eyes, I said, "In my next life, be a good person."

As soon as I finished speaking, the person on the bed closed his eyes.

I raised my hand to cover my clear eyes, not wanting to be seen by him.

Mother Zhuo just passed away.

I don't know if she heard what I said.

With a sorry, she hangs herself and waits until I come over.

Zhuo Liang next to him had already collapsed emotionally. He hugged the person on the bed and sobbed softly. It didn't take long for Zhuo's father to rush over, but unfortunately, it was too late.

I walked out of the ward holding Qingqing's hand, and got into the car with Qingqing. When I was about to drive, Qingqing called for my mommy. I answered and looked back.

"Mommy, are you okay?"

The little guy is worried about my mood, so I smiled and nodded.

Zhuo's mother's death didn't affect me much. I just thought that if she had thought through all this earlier, maybe she would not be so unfortunate.

All her life, she lived in calculations and deceit, and she ended up like this in the end.

I sigh and sigh, but I will not sympathize or forgive.

This is probably fate, her fate.

"Mommy, the Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast soon."

Qingqing changed the subject and asked me to agree, I stepped on the accelerator and opened the door, and took Qingqing home.

New Year's Eve dinner, Spring Festival Gala, and fireworks in the sky outside the window.

This is me and Qing Qing's New Year's Eve.

He wants to watch the night with me. I prepared a lot of melon and fruit snacks and sat on the fluffy carpet with Qingqing. Chatting and blessing each other, while chatting with Qingqing, chatting about the fun programs of today's Spring Festival Gala.

WeChat has been ding dong ding dong to remind the news.

In the employee group, Jiang Shaohuai sent out a big red envelope, making the atmosphere lively.

Immediately afterwards, other high-level officials, including Chen Guang, also ran out, handing out a series of red envelopes.

I, the chairman of the board, also joined in and sent out a big red envelope. Everyone happily grabbed it and wished each other a happy new year.

After closing the employee group chat, I saw many red envelopes sent to me on the interface, most of which were lucky money for Qingqing. Online New Year greetings have become popular these days.

I answered one by one, and returned the gift by the way, and my eyes became sore from the chat.

There was another ding-dong.

I picked up my phone and glanced at it.

It was from my grandfather, wanting to make a video call with me.

I hesitated for a moment and clicked decline.

I didn't bring Qingqing back home on New Year's Eve. I think that's why he wanted to start the video. Mu's house is crowded during Chinese New Year. Without me and Qingqing, it would be lively.

Grandpa quickly sent a message and asked me what day I would go home to get together with my family.

I looked at the chat window for a long time and got no reply.

"Mommy." Qingqing leaned forward, wrapped his arms around my neck, and stuck to my back, making it too late for me to close the dialog box.

"Why doesn't Mommy reply?"

I turned off my phone and glanced at Qingqing when I turned around.

If it wasn't for those things, Qingqing and I wouldn't be the only two people on New Year's Eve this year.

It's just that Qingqing didn't seem to show much repulsion, he just didn't understand that I ignored people, and said, "Mummy is not such a person, if I don't reply to the news, my grandpa will be worried."

Too grandpa.

Qingqing is actually willing to call her that.

"Qingqing." I couldn't help calling Qingqing's name, he nodded, walked from the back to the front, snuggled into my arms, and hugged me tightly.

"Doesn't Qingqing feel resentful? They designed Mommy to marry someone else, that's why your daddy had an accident, and that's why you and Nuobao..."

My eyes were red, and before I finished speaking, Qingqing's hand was already on my mouth, he shook his head, and his eyes were also red.

"Mommy, don't tell me."

Qingqing interrupted me and hugged me even harder.

I hummed, thinking about what happened to me, I mentioned the biggest pain between me and Qingqing, how could I be like this...

I was decadent again, giving myself a headache.

"Mommy, I think my great-grandfather has been guilty and sad all the time."

"He loves Nuobao so much, and he loves me very much, and he loves Mommy even more. Everyone must not want to see such a thing happen."

Qingqing was comforting me, I looked down at Qingqing, listening to him continue to speak.

He told me like a little grown-up.

"Mommy, we can't live in resentment all the time, everything will be fine Mommy.

Let's forget about the bad things.

Just like Qingqing hated Mommy before, Qingqing only found out later that Mommy also has difficulties.

I think the grandpa also has difficulties.

Today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is Spring Festival. If Mommy doesn't go back and have a look, grandpa will cry secretly.

Mommy, brother and daddy, don't want Mommy to keep avoiding family affection. "

These words are all clear.

After he finished speaking, he tightened my hand, and helped me wipe my tears with the other hand.

One day, I will be enlightened by Qingqing,
He, a little guy who is less than six years old, can't understand anything.

I cried and hugged Qingqing in my arms.

This night, I thought a lot.

Until I fell asleep, I was still thinking, thinking.

I recalled a lot of things, and in the end, I took my mobile phone and ordered a lot of gifts to take back to Mu's house.

Life will go on.

Always standing still, I will hurt more people.

I obeyed Qingqing's words and chose to forget the past.

At dawn, after the courier delivered the gift box, Qingqing and I changed our clothes, and embarked on the road back to Mu's house in a glamorous way.