spoiled

At night, the roads of Qianhai Lake Scenic Area are illuminated by neon lights of various colors.

The wind is not strong tonight, only a little cool.

Flicking across the cheeks of the two, sweeping away the depression and anger in the hospital just now, it is a bit seductive.

Lu Shiyi slowed down, walked side by side with Jiang Ting, and returned to the resort holding hands.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

The revolving restaurant was impossible to go to, so Lu Shiyi directly called the customer service and ordered meals at the restaurant.

There are shrimp and winter melon soup, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, and several seasonal vegetables, all of which are Jiang Ting's favorite flavors.

"Stop thinking about the hospital."

Lu Shiyi picked up the spoon and helped her serve the soup.

While helping to unpack the food, Jiang Ting replied absent-mindedly: "It's strange, she and I are almost at odds. But seeing her being pushed into the operating room covered in blood, I feel unspeakably bored."

This her, Lu Shiyi knew very well that he was talking about Ming Hui.

A strange color flashed quickly from his eyes.

Lu Shiyi scooped up a spoonful of soup with shrimps and brought it to her mouth: "That's because my Jiang Jiang is the kindest. Don't say that watching two lives may disappear in front of him, even if you see blood, you are probably the first Just once."

That said, it seems reasonable.

Jiang Ting looked at him, her bright eyes filled with light.

She opened her mouth, bit the spoon and drank the soup, then took the bowl from his hand: "Am I so good?"

Lu Shiyi saw the corner of her mouth curled up, and laughed too: "In my heart, no one can match."

These words turned into honey and overflowed in my heart.

Jiang Ting scooped up the soup and fed it to Lu Shiyi as well.

You send the two of them over, and I will feed them over. One meal lasts for more than an hour.

That night, the two of them didn't do anything, Lu Shiyi just hugged her and fell asleep.

Jiang Ting was tightly wrapped in a warm embrace, and her cheek was pressed against the man's strong chest. Feeling the vibration from the chest cavity, her mind gradually stabilized.

The next day is also the last day of the New Year's Day holiday.

After Lu Shiyi, Jiang Ting and his party had breakfast, they drove to leave Qianhai Lake.

Ming Yu left last night with Ming Hui, who was transferred to another hospital, and the rest of the Ming family. Brother and sister Shao Heng and Shao Jin drove into the first ring road and parted ways with them at an intersection.

Lu Shiyi drove the three of Jiang Ting back to school.

From Chu Wei and Pei Jiameng, Jiang Ting learned that Minghui's child was gone, Ying Ruolan was taken back to the police station as an important suspect for questioning.

Speaking of the Ming family, Pei Jiameng didn't like it very much: "Last night, the old man of the Ming family was furious, and turned a deaf ear to Ying Ruolan's crying and shouting not to go to the police station."

She snorted softly, with a contemptuous tone, "I finally know it hurts when the needle sticks in my body. When she dealt with the two of us before, didn't Mr. Ming still try to use his privileges to get him out?"

Jiang Ting thought to himself, because old master Ming's mindless protection of Ming Hui, Ying Ruolan really touched the scales this time.

She didn't want to have anything to do with the Ming family, and she was busy with the final exams, so she didn't continue to pay attention to this matter.

Minghui woke up on the evening of the second day of surgery.

Knowing that the child was gone, tears fell from the corners of her eyes instantly.

This child is the crystallization of her love with Ying Wenxuan, and she has been looking forward to it for a long time.

But now, it's gone...

Ming Hui raised his hand and touched his empty belly, tears streaming down his face for a while.

But when it was said that Ying Ruolan was responsible for falling down the steps, she still didn't believe it.

Although she was flustered at the time, she didn't feel someone pushing her behind, it was because she slipped and couldn't stand firmly.

The old lady Ming sat on the edge of the hospital bed and scolded her bitterly: "She herself admitted that she bribed the waiter of the villa to sabotage the surveillance and spilled oil on the steps. How can there be a fake?"

At the beginning, Ying Ruolan insisted that the waiter framed her, but she was in the palace for the second time, so she cast a big shadow on the police station, and she still couldn't resist in the end.

Ming Hui opened her mouth and muttered: "How is it possible? Why did she..."

She was so good to her.

Looking at the entire famous circle in Jiangcheng, whose stepdaughter is more beautiful than a dignified socialite?

At this time, the nanny who came to deliver the soup thought twice, but couldn't help but complain: "Second Miss, on the day of Mr. Lu's birthday party, the old man was talking to you in the room, and Ying Ruolan eavesdropped on you for a while at the door. It was not quite right all the time, and it looked particularly gloomy."

When Mr. Ming asked about it that day, the nanny lied and said that Ying Ruolan had been in the room the whole time.

In fact, she was threatened at the time, so she didn't dare to tell the truth.

On the day of the birthday party...

Minghui suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Ying Ruolan knew that Jiang Ting was her daughter?

Old lady Ming looked at her suspiciously: "Did she hear the important things you and your father said?"

Minghui's eyes flickered, and she casually found excuses to evade it.

She wanted to see Ying Ruolan, and asked her personally!

Although the two elders of the Ming family disapproved, they finally released him on bail temporarily.

This matter can be big or small, depending on whether Minghui, the victim, wants to pursue it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it suddenly began to rain outside.

It hit the window with a patter, and it tended to get bigger and bigger.

Minghui rolled her eyes and looked at Ying Ruolan who was standing in front of the bed.

In the ward, there were only two people who were as close as mother and daughter in the past.

But at this moment, Ming Hui felt that Ying Ruolan in front of her was very strange, as if she had never known her before.

At first, she cried and begged for forgiveness, saying she didn't mean it.

Minghui saw her crying on top of her, and said in a hoarse voice, "You framed Jiang Ting for pushing me because you knew she was my daughter?"

Ying Ruolan stopped crying.

She raised her head, and found that Minghui's eyes were cold and indifferent, without the love and pity she once had.

Xu Shi was stimulated, so she simply smashed the jar.

"Jiang Ting Jiang Ting! Why do all the good things belong to her!"

"Lu Shiyi loves her, and the seniors in the design circle appreciate her. The top wealthy family in Jiangcheng is her biological grandparent's family! Even you!" She stood up screaming, and pointed at Minghui, "I always treat me as my own good stepmother , In fact, it is also biased toward my daughter."

"You are the jewel in the palm of the Ming family, the most beloved daughter of the old man. You really want to help me, can't you deal with a few scorpions? I just ask you to help me see Lu Shiyi, you are not willing to force her! In the end Turn around and call me shameless!"

"Haha! Sure enough, the biological one is different! What am I? My stepdaughter is just a tool you use to curry favor with your father!"

Minghui was trembling with anger when she heard her confounding black and white.

Why didn't she go to Jiang Ting?

For Ruolan's sake, she violated her conscience and would rather wrong her daughter.

For this reason, I tore my face with her.

What kind of life did Jiang Ting live in Sioux City these years?

How did Ying Ruolan win the praises of the stars in Jiangcheng?

The Ying family is poor and poor, but they rely on the Ming family to prosper.Her beauty should belong to Jiang Ting!

Lying on the hospital bed, Minghui suddenly remembered the day when she left Sioux City in such a beautiful way.

On the way to Jiang Zhengchuan and Meng Wenyue's wedding in the car, Jiang Ting, who was in her arms, kept crying, unable to stop no matter how much she coaxed her, as if she knew she was about to be abandoned by her biological mother.

But in the end, she was still cruel and threw her to Jiang Zhengchuan.

Didn't she know that Jiang Zhengchuan would blame Jiang Ting for the embarrassment at the wedding?

she knows.

But she only wanted to make herself happy, she just wanted to get revenge on that pair of dogs, and she couldn't care about so much.

Twenty years have passed, and everything that year should have been blurred.

But Jiang Ting, who was still a baby, suddenly became very familiar to Minghui.

That face gradually overlapped with that of Jiang Ting who picked her up from the pool of blood yesterday.

Her body was so slender, but she still tried her best to hug her tightly.

The corners of Minghui's eyes shed tears again.

At this time, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded outside the window, and the lightning split the black sky in half in the torrential rain.

Minghui was so frightened that her body trembled, and two words suddenly appeared in her mind——

retribution!

She abandoned her own daughter, loved other people's daughters, and asked for anything.

In the end, this poisonous snake, whom she loved and grew up with, did not feel grateful at all, but instead killed her long-awaited child.

It seemed that even God thought she was unworthy of having children.

Maybe it's regret, maybe I can't accept such a blow.

Minghui hugged her head and yelled, then passed out.