Chapter 32: Think I'm Lying to You?
"Miss Shen......"
The nurse aunt who witnessed the whole process of the mother and daughter was a little embarrassed, and when she saw Shen Tianxin standing motionless, she thought she was scared silly, and hurriedly called her.
"Please take care of your mother, I will find a new nursing home and move her out as soon as possible. ”
Shen Qianxin pretended to be relaxed and finished speaking, pursed his lips, and left first after saying that he still had something to do.
Whether tonight's incident was really an accident or whose premeditation it was, the final purpose was just to force Mrs. Shen to leave here.
Shen is more inclined to the latter.
So, is Ye Tang playing tricks?
However, she didn't have the heart to think about it now, her heart was sullen and uncomfortable.
When he broke up with Sheng Ye and was thrown an invitation by Ye Tang, Shen Tingxin was not so uncomfortable.
She never understood why her mother loved her sister so much, but she didn't have a good face for her?
The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt.
The grievances from childhood to adulthood have been accumulated for a long time, and suddenly they all erupted together, along the tip of the heart, directly hitting the tear ducts.
Out of the door of the sanatorium, a gust of night wind blew.
Shen Qianxin raised his hand and wiped his face, but wiped the wet stickiness of his hand.
She was stunned for a moment, stopped, looked down at the faint street lamp outside, and looked at her palms intently.
There were tears on my hands, and I don't know when I cried.
After coming back to his senses, Shen Qianxin pulled the corners of his lips a little self-deprecatingly, feeling that he was too fragile today.
It's not the first time that her mother has spoken so coldly to her, she didn't cry when her father committed suicide in the bankrupt family, what are you crying about now?
He sniffed, and just raised his foot to move forward, when a light blue handkerchief suddenly stretched out in front of him.
The handkerchief was a limited edition of a certain brand, and the handkerchief exuded a faint sandalwood fragrance on it.
Shen didn't answer, and looked up to see Sheng Sijing, who didn't know when he walked towards him.
The man didn't have any expression on his face, just shook the handkerchief in his hand, "Wow." ”
Shen Tingxin had a feeling that he had seen a joke, took the handkerchief viciously, turned around and hurriedly wiped the tears on his face.
"Let's go, I haven't eaten anyway, let's go back after eating together. ”
Sheng Sijing's words were purely non-negotiable, and went straight to his car.
The location of the sanatorium is in the suburbs, and it is not good to take a taxi on a big night.
Shen Qingxin gritted his teeth, and finally could only follow with a puffed face, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.
When the car ignited and left, Sheng Sijing suddenly said: "I have already asked people to contact the matter of the nursing home, Mrs. Shen can move there tomorrow, and the single-story house, the doctors and nurses are also the most professional, which is helpful for her recovery." ”
"Really?"
In the office before, Shen Tingxin thought he was just joking, but who knew that he had already contacted him.
The road to the city is quiet, with the occasional car coming across from the street.
The windows on both sides were lowered, and the midsummer night breeze was a little dry, and it was not very pleasant to blow on the face.
Sheng Sijing held the steering wheel and focused on driving, and when he heard the sentence "really?", he smiled lightly, "Think I'm lying to you?"
"It's not. ”
Shen Tianxin subconsciously explained, "I just think it's too troublesome for Mr. Sheng, after all, ......"
After all, they are not related to each other.