Time passed minute by minute, and in the end, Jian Antong still had no way to hand over this matter to Leng Ziyu to deal with.

Sitting face-to-face with Zeng Ying like this, it was indescribably suffocating.

Zeng Ying was tortured enough during this time, and she looked a lot weaker, and the doctor also said that this woman's body is no longer good, and she needs to be taken care of to recover, as for the scars on her calves, it is a good thing that they did not hurt the vital point.

Zeng Ying smiled sarcastically, her smile was full of ridicule, and even a little vicious, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more and more terrifying, "Are you very happy, I have become like this, you should be in a good mood!" ”

"I thought I would be very happy, but in the end there is still no way to be truly happy, at least you and I were born to the same father, what do you say?"

Jian Antong sighed helplessly, she couldn't tell what it felt, compared to the pain of her calf being cut off, she was actually lucky, what could she suffer. In fact, all this is particularly ironic, and even a little helpless.

Zeng Ying's body trembled slightly, she didn't expect this woman to say such a thing, it was really ridiculous, "Yes, we don't have the same life, I have always lived at the bottom, but you have always lived so beautifully, you say, what should I do?" ”

This woman is really interesting.

"Dad is dead, I also accepted you sincerely, it was you who kept deteriorating our relationship, if you are willing to let go of everything, we can live well, and we can really become good sisters. You tell me? ”

"So, in the end, it's my fault."

Zeng Ying giggled, she didn't expect this woman to be so ridiculous.

If she hadn't been involved in her marriage in the first place, then nothing would have been like this.

It's her fault.

Zeng Ying never thought that she had any mistakes, it was this woman who had always destroyed everything between them.

"Zeng Ying, let the child go! At least this child has always trusted you so much, you can let her go! Please. ”

Jian Antong finally reached out with some bitterness and gently grabbed her hand, pleading very painfully, the expression on her face was so humble, and even a little ridiculous, even her own pain could be forgotten.

As long as the woman can spare the child.

But Zeng Ying retracted her hand disdainfully, looking at this woman very sarcastically, for her humble plea, it was actually the biggest joke.

"Who will spare me? Jian Antong, you forced me, you forced me to do all this. ”

In fact, Zeng Ying doesn't want to be like this, but why none of the happy things belong to her, they all belong to this woman, why do you want to treat yourself like this, there is really no way to accept it.

Jian Antong smiled, it seemed that she was really asking for a mistake, "Do you really want to be like this?" You know this, in fact, you don't get any benefit, you know very well, the means of encounter. ”

"Yes, but I also know that even if I do intercede, the result will be the same. I'm not afraid. ”

Zeng Ying shrugged indifferently, even if she knew, anyway, Lan Lan is her best hole card, don't these people all bow their heads to themselves?

This is the result I want most.

Jian Antong tried to take a deep breath, closed her eyes to stabilize her breathing, and finally slowly opened her eyes, the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more bitter, and even a little more mockery, helpless.

Slowly, Jian Antong's eyes were bitter, "Actually, I want us to have a way to live for each other, not a dead end like this." ”

stood up, Jian Antong also left, she hoped that this woman could understand her mind, and she also hoped that this woman could let this all end and not continue to fight against herself.

That's fine, it's enough.

The room became quiet, Zeng Ying also began to take off her disguise, the resentment in her heart was even deeper, she didn't care much about Jian Antong's warning at all, this woman just wanted to scare herself.

Do you really think you're going to be scared?

It's really ridiculous, what is there to be afraid of, it's all just a tug-of-war.

Look who is more powerful, and she, who is already a person with nothing, what else will she worry about?

It's just that Zeng Zeng's cute little face suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Zeng Ying's face a little more bitter, how good would this child be if he could be with him?

It's a pity that this child is not hers either, nothing is hers.

……

In the master bedroom, Jian Antong took a shower, very tired and lying on the bed, she hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, she really wanted to sleep well this day, but her mind was troubled by many things.

I thought of the child, thought of Zeng Ying, and thought of all this.

In the end, Jian Antong still put on her clothes and went to Lan Lan's room, and Leng Ziyu had already asked the nanny to settle Lan Lan.

Lan Lan looked at Jian Antong's appearance, with a defensive, even resentful face. really made Jian Antong cry and laugh a little, is this still his own child?

Zeng Ying is really terrifying, she would let a child guard against her mother like this, and all the credit seems to be nothing at this moment.

"Lan Lan, I know you still can't believe what I say, but I don't need to deceive you, there really isn't any need, Lan Lan, I'm your mother, if I'm not, why do I care so much about you, so uncomfortable?"

As he spoke, Jian Antong sat down and stretched out his hand very painfully, expecting that this child could put his little hand in his palm, and he could listen to his heart sincerely.

But Lan Lan was very angry and knocked her hand off, looking at this woman with disdain, "You are not my mother, my mother is persecuted by you, my mother is the one who has been persecuted by you, you are a bad woman, a bad woman who persecuted my family." ”

These words really made Jian Antong cry and laugh, how was this child hypnotized by Zeng Ying to reach such a state?

In the end, it's my own fault, otherwise I wouldn't have let my children become like this.

"I don't know what I have to say or how to prove myself, but I just want to tell you that if I wasn't your mother, I wouldn't care about anything you do, but you're my daughter, so that's why I care, and my heart hurts. Rest well! Don't get cranky. ”

Standing up, Jian Antong turned around so tired and planned to leave.

But Lan Lan grabbed her, "What about my mother, can I meet my mother?" Please. ”

Jian Antong's eyes became more and more red, does this child still know how cruel what he said and did, such a plea is actually a sharp knife, cutting his wound fiercely, making people a little painful.

"No, I'm your mother, when you understand, I'll talk to you again, I can't let you meet Zeng Ying, Zeng Ying is a terrible person, I don't know how far you will be hypnotized by her, so I can't."

Jian Antong turned around and left, and Lan Lan's expression became even more hateful.

For Jian Antong, Lan Lan began to constantly repel in her heart, but she also began to doubt in her heart.

How true is what this woman said?

……

In the master bedroom, Jian Antong just stood on the balcony and kept blowing the cold wind, the expression on his face was even more terrifying, and even a little more bitter, helpless, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became a little colder.

When Leng Ziyu came in and saw that she had been blowing cold air on the balcony, he was very angry and picked up his coat and put it on her, "Do you know that this will cause a cold?" You don't care about yourself so much, how can you fight Zeng Ying? ”

Jian Antong smiled bitterly, in fact, she was already very tired, and she really didn't want to continue fighting, but Zeng Ying became more and more courageous, and she kept provoking, so that she had no way to live a normal life.

"I just want to stop all this, stop all this madness, I really don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, so that my children can make our family happy."

The more Jian Antong spoke, the more painful she leaned on his shoulder, convulsing constantly.

He kept trembling, the bitterness in his heart became more and more tired, and he even felt a little helpless.

"Deal with Zeng Ying, it's actually very simple, you don't need to care about anything, I'll do it, can't you? Don't feel guilty either! ”

In fact, Leng Ziyu wanted to deal with it like this for a long time, but Jian Antong disagreed, which is also the reason why he never started.

Jian Antong raised her eyes, looked at Leng Ziyu's seriousness, and smiled bitterly, her smile was full of sadness, and even a little more hatred, "What about Lan Lan?" What will Lan Lan do when the time comes, I can't afford to gamble, and you are not allowed to do this, absolutely not. ”

With that, Jian Antong pushed him away and slowly returned to the room, the cold wind of the night still did not make his thoughts normal, but became more exhausted.

This man's meaning made Jian Antong's heart very painful.

Leng Ziyu clenched his fists, in fact, his heart was exactly the same as Jian Antong's worries, all because Lan Lan, a child, was their child after all, how could he give up so much?

But a lot of things, it's really not that simple.

In the end, Leng Ziyu hugged Jian Antong tightly into his arms, not letting her continue to suffer, "Antong, it's okay if our family is safe, I will let Lan Lan live well in the future, one day, she will understand." ”

Will it?

Although Leng Ziyu said it very lightly, Jian Antong had no way to really trust it and rely on it completely.

After all, it's not something that can be done with an idea.

Lanlan has always been stubborn, how can it be so simple?

"Ziyu, I don't want to gamble with Lanlan's future, I don't want this, you know?"

"I know, so I won't either, don't worry, I won't let Lan Lan be hurt in the slightest, I will take good care of Lan Lan, and I will definitely not let Lan Lan suffer."

Is it possible?

Jian Antong was still very skeptical, but Leng Ziyu's oath made Jian Antong not know what to do, did she continue?

……

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