Familiar stairs, familiar corridors, familiar rooms.

Tang Qingyu pushed open the door and saw Tang Yuanqi who was unconscious in bed, and felt the difference at first sight.

Tang Yuanqi's face was obviously much more ruddy than before, which showed that Tang Dingtian had kept his promise during this time and was taking good care of his father.

"Grandpa Tang, I haven't come to see you for a long time, and I don't know if you blame me."

Tang Qingyu smiled and held the old man's hand, rubbing it repeatedly, just like she had insisted on doing for many years before, stubbornly believing that the hand was the closest place to the heart.

I firmly believe that Tang Yuanqi has not completely fallen asleep, and he must be able to feel her expectations and feel her touch.

"Grandpa Tang, I've really disappointed you. I worked hard to make Ye Jingnian fall in love with me again, worked hard to solve all difficulties for him, and tried hard to integrate into his family...... I saw that I was about to succeed, but I lost to a painting......"

Tang Qingyu told the sleeping old man, infinite pain welled up in his heart, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

Now she can remember the words when Ye Jingnian quarreled with her when she closed her eyes.

It's just a painting.

But it's really just because of a painting.

"Grandpa Tang, I'm ridiculous, right? I always thought I was a smart person, but I unknowingly stepped into the trap of others, was dominated by others, and came to this point step by step......"

"When the King of Spades told me to move that painting, I had a bad feeling in my heart that it must be different, but I had no choice but to do it."

"Grandpa Tang, I'm very confused now, I almost don't know what I'm going to do in the future, and whether I want to continue on this road...... It takes so much time and energy to weave beauty, but it only takes a moment to destroy it......"

The sleeping Tang Yuanqi was still so peaceful, Tang Qingyu sniffed and wiped away the tears on his face.

"I've said it all, no more crying for that big villain...... But I can't help it, I'm such a ......."

Tang Qingyu complained that he was not angry.

sat with Tang Yuanqi for a while, helped him wipe his hands and feet, and moved his limbs before Tang Qingyu closed the door and came out.

"Xiaoyu?!"

I heard a woman's scream at the end of the hallway.

Tang Qingyu frowned, turned around and wanted to leave.

But......

"Xiaoyu! My baby daughter...... Mommy finally saw you! ”

Tang Qingyu was forced to turn around helplessly and saw Xin Lirong running over madly under the "support" of Zhang's mother.

said it was to support, but in fact, it was to control her.

Zhang's mother has been trying to hold the crazy Xin Lirong with difficulty, but Xin Lirong's momentum is too great.

Today's Xin Lirong will always have an overreaction to the wind and grass in the outside world, and Zhang's mother follows her, taking 10,000 steps on her mobile phone every day......

"Miss Qingyu......"

"Shhhh

Tang Qingyu waved her hand at Zhang's mother and motioned for her not to speak yet.

"Xiaoyu! My daughter! ”

Being hugged tightly by Xin Lirong, Tang Qingyu felt that she was about to suffocate. I really don't understand why the hands of the mentally ill are so strong......

Xin Lirong was a lot haggard and dressed casually. Tang Qingyu caught a glimpse of the two oil spots in front of her placket at a glance, most likely when she was eating breakfast again. I want to talk about "Prosperous Love: Ye Shao's Double-faced Wife" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~