Li Shao's new wife

Wen Xu looked at the back of her hand that was touched by her, she shook it a little nervously, and said in a low voice, "Madam, I have always regarded you as a friend, and because I am a friend, I want to persuade you to let go."

"Each of us can't even control our own life, so let's talk about controlling others."

She was discouraged and lonely, with deep sadness in her eyes.

Shen Jiarong didn't see her sadness, and was deeply hurt by her words.

Her life has been devastated, it seems that she already has everything, but what she wants most has never belonged to her.

When she thought of this, a greater sorrow overwhelmed her, and she felt that something, like a tide, surged from the bottom of her heart to her throat.

She looked deeply at Wen Wen, and desolation climbed up the corners of her eyes, lying on her crow's feet

Wen Xu also looked at her. At this moment, she felt that the distance between their master and servant was extremely close.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and letting go is also a fulfillment for each other. It is difficult at first, but it will be easy later." She tried to continue to persuade Shen Jiarong, "Even Young Master Li often said that he wants you to have your own life. His It also means for your own good."

"From young to old, Li Shao has never been against you. On the surface, she is helping Bai Xinyu, but in fact, he is also trying to persuade you to let go. He doesn't want you to be yourself. He wants you to return to yourself and make you happy. Some."

"It's just that you took his words as disobedience, and didn't understand his deep meaning."

Knowing that Li Yanjue was Shen Jiarong's weakness, she tried her best to enlighten her from Li Yanjue's perspective.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words, Shen Jiarong's eyes moved, and her words were tinged with desolation, "Even if he is looking at me, I have long forgotten what happiness I want."

"I'll accompany you to search slowly, and one day I will find it." Seeing that she was about to be persuaded by him, Wen Xu held her hand instead and nodded to her.

Shen Jiarong raised her eyes, met the determination in Shang Wenxu's eyes, took a breath, and said sadly, "I'll try to listen to you once."

Seeing her agree, Wen Xu felt joy in her heart, and a smile appeared on her lips.

For so many years, what she was looking forward to was to see Shen Jiarong let herself relax.

"baby"

"baby, doll"

Qiao Anran hugged a rag doll in her arms, kissed and pecked, and said this extremely simple word clumsily in her mouth.

Xue Qingrou walked over and took away the dirty doll from her again and again, but every time Qiao Anran would cry and make a fuss, she had to return it to her.

This doll was picked up by a scavenger by the side of the road from a trash can. Joan ran snatched it when she saw it.

Since then, I couldn't put it down, insisted on taking it all the way, and brought it back home.

The rag doll was dirty and full of germs, but Qiao An was terribly infected with the baby, kissing it non-stop, and taking the little hand of the doll from time to time to put it in her mouth.

Countless germs entered her mouth like this.

But Xue Qingrou looked at it, but there was nothing she could do.

Who would have thought that the once glamorous female star would turn into such a ghostly mess.

A heavy sadness shrouded her heart, which seemed to be shivering with cold.

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, tears fell like rain.

She was so angry that she stepped forward again, grabbed the rag doll, and threw it forward.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Anran looked at it, jumped up in the air, and jumped straight up. Her body flew into the air, and then fell due to gravity, and her body hit the hard floor. She curled up in pain and screamed.

Seeing Xue Qingrou's heart ached, she went up and hugged Qiao Anran tightly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, mom will rub it for you."

The only response to her was Qiao Anran's struggle and crying.

Her heart was as uncomfortable as countless bugs were biting. \0

His own daughter no longer knew her.

Her mother was already a stranger to Qiao Anran.

Her Xiaoran has already lost her mind, she can't use her brain to think about problems at all, why should I bother with her?

She likes this doll in the dump, so like to go.

She was so sad that she crawled over to get a rag doll not far away, stuffed it into Qiao Anran's hands, and patted her on the back like when she was a child, "Stop crying, we won't cry up"

Qiao Anran got her rare doll, and then settled down a little bit. She was already crying so hard that she took the doll's hand and wiped her tears.

"Dirty, don't want it." Seeing this, Xue Qingrou hurriedly wanted to stop Qiao Anran's movements.

But in the next second, her movements stopped in mid-air

stop what

What she likes, I have allowed her to take it, as for how to deal with it, that is her business.

Xue Qingrou covered her pale face with her hands, lowered her head, a tremor ran through her whole body.

"Xiao Ran, what should I do with you." She was in pain, her eyes filled with tears, "Is it right or wrong to bring you back?"

Li Yanjue's trip to the hospital made her fully aware of how cold-blooded this man is to his daughter.

She has no expectations for him.

The same is true for the Li family.

She will never forget that Li Yanjue is the culprit who killed her daughter

She declined everything Shen Jiarong arranged for her.

She just thought, let her daughter go home quickly.

As long as she returns to her familiar environment, she won't be so afraid

What responded to her was Qiao Anran's nonsense to the doll.

Xue Qingrou looked at that old face, shrunken like a shriveled eggplant.

She covered her face with her hands, her body twitched non-stop, and tears flowed down her fingers silently.

Suddenly, she thought of something, took out Qiao Anran's cell phone from her bag, and called her assistant Xiaojie.

Bai Xinyu looked at the calm Li Yanjue in front of him.

She put down her mobile phone, bit the corner of her lips, walked past him lightly, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked him tentatively, "Rub it for you"

"" The man froze and ignored her, acting his usual indifference and alienation.

Bai Xinyu didn't panic, she withdrew her hand, "Since I don't like it, then I will withdraw."

But the man turned his head, glanced at her, his eyes were cold, "Where does it hurt me, where does it not hurt, you don't know."

Bai Xinyu couldn't help but twitched her lips when she was stumped by his question.

She is not the roundworm in his stomach, how could she know so clearly.

Seeing that she didn't understand, the man stretched out his hand, dragged her to his side, and snorted, "Are you not satisfied with my lively performance just now?"

Bai Xinyu was startled when she heard this, and her cheeks blushed with embarrassment.

Lively

that aspect of performance

he's really bloated