Perhaps because of her resemblance to her daughter, she found that she could not dash her hopes after all, and took a deep breath: "Okay...... I'll help you...... Think of a way ......"

Ye Weilan heard this sentence in a haze, and seemed to be relieved: "Don't let it ...... Deception ......"

After she finished speaking, her feverish head completely fell into a drowsy.

The woman looked at her instantly obedient appearance, smiled, what a lovely child, she bent down and picked up the quilt from the ground to cover her, pinched the corners of the quilt, and when the people fell asleep, she walked out of the room.

The rain is still falling.

In the rain curtain in front of the hall, a slender figure knelt there, shivering and cold.

The woman's gaze pierced through her and landed in the pitch-black canopy in the distance.

On countless rainy nights, when she woke up, she was faced with a lonely and cold room.

Loneliness cares about human life.

With her longing for her daughter, she did not lose in it.

Tonight may be the company of those eyes, and she suddenly feels a little more warmth on such a rainy night.

Warm......

Since the age of nineteen, these two words have not appeared in her messy life.

She raised her head and looked at the dark night sky, the rain was very cold, and the hearts of the cool people were empty, she closed her eyes, and two lines of tears rolled down her smooth cheeks: "My Lanlan...... Are you alright......"

Yan Yan's life has been out of the abyss of pain since birth, she has a healthy body, a unique lover, and now she has her own children......

But her Lan Lan is destined to compete with the tragic fate all her life, she has no parents, no support, no strength...... But luckily, she has a lover......

The daughter she cares about the most in her life......

"Mother, I know it's wrong, please forgive me......"

Outside the hall came Pandora's pleading voice, with a crying voice.

"Madam, do you want to let the young lady get up, kneeling there in such weather, you will get sick......" The maid asked worriedly.

The woman spoke indifferently, without the slightest fluctuation in her tone: "I didn't let her kneel." ”

She didn't care if she knelt or not.

There was not a single stupid person among the maids who served her, and when she heard this, she understood what she meant, and immediately did not dare to persuade her.

The relationship between this "mother and daughter" is really too thin......

The woman stood in the hall for a long time, until a glimmer of light appeared in the dark rain curtain, and the sky gradually brightened, she suddenly came back to her senses, thinking of the little ancestor in the room who was crying incessantly, because she was anxious and might wake up soon, and a trace of softness floated in her eyes.

This softness stunned the maid who served her.

They had served her for so many years, and it was only today that they realized that all they saw in the future was a statue, and only in that moment just now did the beautiful woman in front of them have a trace of human feelings.

"Fetch your phone." She let out a faint voice.

"Madame......" The maids were embarrassed.

They can meet all her requirements, reasonable and unreasonable, except that they can't let her have any contact with the outside world.

This is the king's commandment.

No one can disobey.

"Call your master, and hand it to me." She said this without the slightest emotion.

When the maids heard this, they were overjoyed.

One by one, they rushed to get their phones.

She stood in the hall, looking at the island shrouded in rain, her eyes cold.

She tried, if she could really help the girl get home, would she smile so much that she wouldn't cry again?