Wen Lan stayed upstairs all day and did not go down to eat.

Lu Mingting called her, but she didn't answer.

At night, she picked up her cell phone, opened her address book and looked up her son's phone number. After hesitating for a while, she finally plucked up the courage to make a call.

But her son hung up on her immediately.

Wen Lan's heart also hit the bottom, and the tears couldn't help but fall again.

In the luxurious hotel suite, she sat quietly alone, looking at the lonely and desolate figure on the large floor-to-ceiling window. Thinking of the days to come, she suddenly felt that she had no hope.

But life has to go on after all.

Wen Lan noticed the hunger in her stomach, so she called someone to bring food to her.

While waiting for the meal, she couldn't help but glance at her phone. The word "son" seemed particularly dazzling.

She deleted the number.

The waiter quickly brought her order upstairs.

Although Wen Lan was so hungry that he had a tendency to have low blood sugar, he still had no appetite after seeing these delicious and exquisite meals.

She ate a few hastily, but felt that it was not to her liking, so she called someone to bring her some porridge.

I just put down the landline next to the bed.

Suddenly her cell phone rang.

Wen Lan's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was her son calling. She quickly picked up her phone, but what came into view were the words Mrs. Zhao, and her heartbeat calmed down instantly.

Wen Lan answered the call and before he could speak, the other end asked with concern: "A Lan, is your son okay?"

Wen Lan heard that these people always mentioned her son. Thinking that her son had just hung up the phone on her, Wen Lan couldn't help but get a little angry: "What can happen to him?"

Without waiting for the other end to speak, Wen Lan went on to say, "Are you taking too much care? I don't have a good relationship with my son, what does that have to do with you? You live your own lives and don't always point fingers at me. Besides, how filial your son is..."

"No, A Lan, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. I was...didn't you watch the news? Your son was in a car accident and has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Wen Lan was confused for a moment, "What did you say?"

"Your son just had a car accident on the highway. I saw the news said it was quite serious, so I was a little worried so I called you to ask about it."

"Is it Qian'an or..."

"It's Lu Nanxiao, don't you just have such a biological son!"

Mrs. Zhao knew that she always loved her adopted son and did not care about her biological son, so she said: "Alan, don't be as confused as Yang Ying..."

"You mean Nan Xiao was in a car accident?"

Wen Lan's mind went blank, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Yes, it has been trending on Weibo. It is said that I met a drug dealer on the highway, was shot by someone, and was sent to the hospital for rescue. Don't you know it by now? A Lan, you Go quickly..."

Before the other person could finish what he said, Wen Lan stood up and ran out in a hurry without changing his shoes.

……

Xu Nanyin returned from the hospital with her two children and planned to take the children to the consulate to apply for immigration tomorrow.

At night, when the children fell asleep, she started to pack things, packing some things she planned to take away first.

Ye Qiu suddenly opened the door and ran in, looking panicked: "Yinyin, something happened!"

Xu Nanyin raised his head and looked at her, "What happened?"

"Lu Nanxiao, he had a car accident on the highway!"

Xu Nanyin was startled for a moment, and then said calmly: "Oh."

"Now the trending searches on Weibo are exploding, saying that he was seriously injured and was sent to the hospital for rescue."

Ye Qiu handed her the phone.

What came into view was a car that was severely deformed and damaged by the collision. The string of consecutive numbers in the car was particularly eye-catching.

Xu Nanyin lowered his eyes and took a casual glance, then returned the phone to Ye Qiu, lowered his head and continued to pack things.

"Yinyin, what are you still doing?"

Ye Qiu snatched the clothes from her hand and urged: "Go to the hospital quickly!"

Xu Nanyin's face showed no emotion: "I have nothing to do with him anymore."

She took her down jacket from Ye Qiu, folded it and put it into her suitcase. Her winter clothes were not cheap, and the down jackets were worth every penny. They were priced at two to three thousand pieces. She She planned to pack up all these expensive clothes and take them to Switzerland. Xu Nanyin also picked out the children's clothes and took them away. She planned to pack up the cheap or unwearable ones, wash them and donate them. .

"Yinyin, are you really not worried at all?"

Although Ye Qiu disliked Lu Nanxiao very much, because he had made his good sisters suffer a lot of injustice, and he had stolen a child from Nan Yin before. Ye Qiu already had a very bad impression of this man.

However, when she thought about her and Qin Du, she didn't want Yinyin to regret like her.

"He has always been blessed with great fortune and will be fine."

Xu Nanyin is very calm now. Lu Nanxiao was shot before and was discharged after staying in the hospital for a while.

Rich people don't die so easily.

The Lu family will definitely find the best doctor to treat him.

Xu Nanyin felt that it would be useless if she went there. She was not a doctor and could not give him any help.

She didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

She knew very well that if she went to the hospital today and gave him hope, he would not let her go.

"Yinyin, it says here that Lu Nanxiao not only got into a car accident, but was also shot by a drug dealer and his life is in danger. Are you really not worried that he will..."

Ye Qiu couldn't say the word "death".

After all, if you say that this person who is not dead will die, then you are cursing him.

"He will be fine. It's getting late now. You should go and rest early. You haven't had a good rest even in the hospital with me these two days. Pregnant women can't stay up late..."

"What if something happens to him?"

Xu Nanyin stopped her voice and looked at the anxiety on Ye Qiu's face. She pursed her lips and was silent for a while before saying calmly: "If something happens to him, it's useless for me to go."

"Qiuqiu, the most important thing to me now is my children. I plan to apply for immigration tomorrow. Let's go to Switzerland to settle as soon as possible."

Ye Qiu knew that Xu Nanyin was worried that the Lu family would steal their children from her.

If Lu Nanxiao really died, Little Watermelon and Little Durian Nanyin would definitely not be able to take them with him.

"Mommy, I need to pee!"

My daughter's voice suddenly came.

Xu Nanyin felt nervous and quickly got up and carried the child, who had already rubbed his eyes and sat up, to the toilet.

Ye Qiu thought for a moment and understood Nanyin. She didn't say anything more, took her phone and went out, closing the door behind her.

After Xu Nanyin waited for her daughter to fall asleep again, she didn't clean up anymore. She went to the bathroom to take a bath, and when she came out, she planned to go to bed, but she couldn't fall asleep.

She looked at the two children lying next to her, thought of the hot searches on Weibo, and finally sat up, turned on the light, and took out her phone.

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