Nalan Yanran chuckled lightly, but didn't care.

After all, the old man of his family has always been very busy, and now he doesn't know which women he is juggling with.

That's fine, if she dies, he probably won't be too sad, and there will be so many interpreter flowers to accompany him after all.

But she actually doesn't understand that the women around him have changed so much over the years.

Why did he never have another child?

Nalan Yanran let out a sigh of relief, and tried to dial Zhao Siqing's phone, but it was still empty.

It was as if she had evaporated out of thin air, never to be contacted again.

Nalan Yanran turned around and walked to the desk, picked up the pen and paper and slowly wrote the suicide note......

Zhao Siqing looked at this scene, the corners of her eyes were sour, and tears couldn't help but roll down.

She always thought that Huo Jingchen killed her and sent her to carry out that task.

didn't know that it was Yanran's own choice.

Indeed, if Huo Jingchen hadn't pushed her to this position, she wouldn't have faced this choice, and she wouldn't have died, but ......

Huo Jingchen never told her that it was Yanran who chose the road to death.

The picture changed abruptly, turning into Yang Jingqiu's seriously ill and thin appearance in front of the bed.

Huo Jingchen stood indifferently and looked at her, but there were several best experts and doctors around the bedside.

"Take it!" Yang Jingqiu knocked over the food that the maid brought to her mouth, and rudely ripped off the needle inserted in her.

She looked at Huo Jingchen with a sneer, and said slowly: "Even if I die, I won't ask for your mercy!" You are a villain with no means and dirty minds, and you will never get Qingqing's love! ”

Yang Jingqiu's eyes were shining with water, and she hated the man in front of her.

She hadn't seen her daughter for six years.

She refused to go home, she refused to come to see her, and now she was going to die and still couldn't see her......

She must have hated herself now, hated herself for kicking her out of the house, hated herself for not recognizing her anymore.

Huo Jingchen was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "If you cooperate with the treatment, I will bring her to meet you." ”

Yang Jingqiu sneered, her eyes full of sarcasm: "At the beginning, you provoked the relationship between me and her and made our mother and daughter turn against each other, but now what kind of good person are you here?" You think I'm going to take your affection? ”

Huo Jingchen said coldly: "Even so, whether you are dead or alive has nothing to do with Qingqing." ”

When the words fell, Huo Jingchen turned around and left, indifferent and refused.

Looking at Yang Jingqiu on the hospital bed, Zhao Siqing's heart ached, in the last days of her previous life, she had only seen her from afar, but she never thought that she was tortured by illness and became like this.

Yang Jingqiu lowered her eyes, and the corners of her eyes shone with a touch of water.

He didn't want her to miss her as a mother, so what if she forgot?

If his wish is granted, he can take care of her for the rest of his life.

It's just that this man... After all, it's too cold and cruel.

The picture in front of him became more and more blurry, gradually becoming darker.

Zhao Siqing's heart ached, and he also felt frightened for Huo Jingchen's cruelty and indifference.

She walked aimlessly, and before she knew it, she had reached the hospital.

She saw Huo Jingchen talking to the doctor with a solemn expression, so she stepped forward lightly and stood aside.

"Mr. Huo... The toxin has spread throughout the uterus, and even if the child is born, it will not survive...... And the older the month, the greater the risk of inducing labor, and now this month is actually ......"

The doctor sighed helplessly, wanting to say something but not knowing how to continue.

Huo Jingchen's expression was indifferent, and he was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Is the child still alive now?" ”