The study was very clean, with a black notebook on the desk, and a pen sandwiched between them by Cheng Qing.

The cap of the pen was set aside, and the open notebook was densely covered with words.

She took it and looked at it, and it was all written with her name.

"Do you know how much I hate you?"

"You're not my child...... You're a ...... One...... Scourge! ”

"Why are you doing so well...... Why haven't you lived through my life? ……”

Cheng Anle casually flipped a few pages and saw these words.

She hurriedly turned to the first page, which was clean and clean, with only one name written on it,

Cheng Anle.

"The doctor told me that if I had another miscarriage, I would never have any more children in the future."

"But why? Because I am a woman myself, I have experienced these misfortunes, why didn't God give me a son, why? ”

"If it's a boy...... I won't have to go through this again......"

"Why are you a girl?"

"Why ......"

"Everybody expects this to be a boy, and you, like me, were born disgusted."

"I'm so happy."

"Only after experiencing my pain will you know how much I love you."

"You are my child, you are mine."

"If anyone tries to steal something from me, I'll kill him."

"My dear child, do you know how my parents died?"

"I killed you."

"Who told them not to want you?"

"They've already taken a lot of things from me, why do they want to take you away?"

"They robbed me of my freedom, they sacrificed my children for the sake of face."

"Then why can't I get revenge on them?"

"As they asked, I continued to play the piano with my bloodied hands."

"And you, child, you are a natural dancer, and I hope that you will fulfill my wish."

"You are a white swan in the light."

"It doesn't matter if you hate me, because I hate you too."

……

Before Cheng Anle finished reading, Cheng Qing came in from outside.

"What are you doing?"

She didn't seem to be angry, and asked in an indifferent tone.

"What is this?"

Cheng Anle raised his notebook and asked.

"You see?"

Even when questioned, Cheng Qing's face still didn't have any expression.

"I haven't finished reading it, but I've watched a lot of it."

Cheng Anle replied.

From this point of view, they are simply identical.

Even with a violent mood, there was no expression on their faces.

"Now that you saw it, you asked me what I was doing?"

Cheng Qing didn't care about her anger, but sat on the chair by himself.

"Or do you think I shouldn't hate you?"

She chuckled.

"No kidding, you're just a disaster for me."

"You let me ...... How do I love you? ”

So...... If you never treated me like your own child......

Case......

"Why did you give birth to me?"

Cheng Anle asked coldly.

"Do you think I want to have you?"

Cheng Qing said.

"Your father, even to outsiders, is a very good barrister, but to me he is just a criminal."

"Even though he was familiar with the law and knew that I didn't want to, he did it anyway."

"And you're the legacy of that time."

"So, I hate you."

So, I hate you.

……