I think Mrs. Han is very different from Father Fan, many times, what Father Fan says is just a scene, and he doesn't necessarily think so in his heart, and he has always had room for maneuver, and he will not easily pick out his words, let alone "say death" easily.

I think that Mrs. Han's words are nine percent true, which makes me feel a lot less pressure in my heart, and I am sincerely grateful to her.

After that, she told me about her family, and of course her opinion of Fanyin's stepmother, but she didn't know more than Fanyin's father, and the evaluation was 100% negative. Obviously, in this family, Britney is the only one who has a crush on that stepmother, and I really want to know what Britney thinks of her.

After getting off the plane, we got in the car again to find Niannian. Passing by some buildings on the way, Mrs. Han pointed me to her company, saying that the towering building was the headquarters of their company, and she would come over at the end of every month. Turn a corner again, and tell me that it is the Fei family's company over there.

I was a little confused: "The Fei family still has a company?" ”

"Well, money laundering." She said: "The scale is already good, but it is still too weak compared to the underworld business. ”

"Oh." I said, "Wai Xin came again in the afternoon." ”

She glanced at me and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

"He said he contacted you, but you and Mr. Han both said that they were not in the local area and had no time to receive them." Apparently hiding from Huaixin: "I want to bring you two a good one." ”

"Hmm." It seems that she still hates the topic very much.

I said, "I just wanted to ask you." ”

"Hmm."

"I know you don't like their family for many reasons, but what would you do if one day, your daughter really liked Waishin too?" I said, "It's really just a hypothesis." ”

"Let's assume your daughter first."

"I think it's good to have faith." It seems to be much more reliable than Fanyin: "If Niannian likes it, I'm fine." ”

She smiled a little and said, "The next sentence will definitely make you uncomfortable, but since you asked about this, then I can only say." My daughter has a mother, and I can't let her live like she doesn't have a mother. As a mother, I have a responsibility to keep my daughter away from men who might make her unhappy. In my cognition, the man educated by the Fei family is likely to make my daughter unhappy. ”

Sure enough, it was something that made me uncomfortable, but I knew she didn't mean it: "I'm sorry. ”

"Nothing." The tone of Fanyin's speech is sometimes really like hers, such as now: "Understand before you express your opinion." ”

As I spoke, I arrived at the place, a beautiful looking mansion, built in a wealthy area, and very quiet.

As soon as I entered the gate of the villa, I saw Nian Nian. She was playing hide and seek with the maids, hiding behind the couch, revealing her long, slender eyes that were exactly the same as those of Fanyin. He glanced at us and quickly shrank back.

Mrs. Han often came to see Niannian and was quite familiar with her, so she walked over and hugged her out. Nian Nian has grown several times longer than before, and her eyebrows and eyes have grown a lot, she was caught, so she giggled, hugged Mrs. Han's neck and kissed her several times, and called her grandma clearly.

I saw that the child was completely ignoring me, and somehow couldn't move his feet, so I just looked at her. I don't know if I'm the only one who feels this way: when I haven't seen someone for a long time, even if I miss her all day, when I see her for the first time, I feel a little strange and a little at a loss.

Mrs. Han called me, and I remembered to go over, so I hurriedly walked over. Nian Nian naturally found me, looked at Mrs. Han a little nervously, then at the nurse, and finally looked at me again, and called out very uncertainly: "Mom? ”

I couldn't help but be stunned, I wanted to laugh, I wanted to reach out and hug her, and I wondered if I should say something. There was a burst of joy in my heart that was almost crazy, and I couldn't really go crazy, so I pressed her hard.

Probably because my expression was amusing to her, this time she narrowed her eyes a little wickedly, laughing and saying, "Mom! ”

Mrs. Han also smiled, held her hand and said, "The little guy has such a good memory, do you remember your mother?" ”

Nian Nian only smiled, as if he had done something that made him proud, yes, secretly looked at me, secretly laughed.

Before I came, I thought that Niannian must not remember me anymore, but apparently I underestimated the child's memory.

Because of the time difference, it is daytime here, of course I am not sleepy, but Mrs. Han needs to rest.

I just leaned on Niannian's side, coaxed her with toys, and wanted her to be alone with me for a while. But she didn't want to, she had to pull the nurse everywhere, not only was she not as clingy to me as before, but she was also defensive of me.

I don't know what's going on in her little heart? She wasn't sure if it was a real mother or a fake mother in front of her, or if she just remembered me, so did she remember when I sent her away? Will you quietly entangle me in the days of separation, why I "don't" her? Just like myself when I was a child.

I can only stay with Nian Nian for one day, and of course there will be no progress on this day. All I know is that she can speak a lot, and she can speak more than a hundred English words, and she is also very good at counting. The nurse also told many interesting things about her, saying that she was energetic and ran every day. She must sleep with her nursing mother, and sometimes she will call "Mommy" in her dreams. She also said that when she saw the children on TV with their parents, she would be very depressed, and whenever this happened, she wanted to stay by herself, not talking, and didn't want to be disturbed.

When I think of that picture, my heart begins to ache again, and I begin to regret it again, but there is no way back. After Niannian fell asleep, I watched her stay in the arms of her nursing mother, looking like someone else's child. This picture suddenly made me understand that I was really incompetent, just like Mrs. Han on the way here, as a mother, I should shield my child from all risks, I can not give birth to her. When I lost my first child, I should have understood that this marriage would not be happy for me and my child, at that time I was not nowhere to go, I could have a tubal ligation, and when he was locked up at home and could not take medicine, I was not nowhere to go, I could still die.

I...... I'm not out of the question.

I just was too selfish, I wanted to be a mother too much, I only knew the glory of being a mother, but I didn't think about the corresponding responsibility.

I'm just stupid, always glorifying trouble, living in the illusion that everything will be better.

Now my child is alone in a strange country with no mother and no relatives, and the closest person next to him is only a nurse who is not related by blood. It felt so familiar to me, that all the people were around her just for work, that there was hardly any emotional connection to each other, day after day, day after day, everything was machine-precision because they all had a code of conduct that was detailed and didn't miss a single detail.

This kind of life is like an ancient tomb that does not see the light of day, although it is rational and accurate, it will not be injured, but it does not have the smell of fireworks in the world.

I've always wanted to get myself out of my spiritual tomb, but at the moment, my child is here, and I can't get her out.

That night, after I fell asleep, I set off with Mrs. Han to go back.

When I walked to the gate of the villa, I suddenly heard the voice of a servant coming from the stairs.

We hurriedly ran up and saw Nian Nian just running over.

Completely instinctive, I bent down and spread my arms, and she immediately smashed into my arms like a shooting star. It was so heavy that it hurt my wound, but I still wanted to try to pick her up.

However, this guy was so heavy that my left hand was completely weak, so I had to kneel on the ground and put my arms around her. She cried for a long time with a pacifier in her mouth, hugged my neck, and I coaxed her for a long time. During this time, she kept whimpering and shouting "Mommy", which made my heart break.

We got on the plane overnight.

Because my eyes and Mrs. Han were uncomfortable, we let the pilot fly back, and we sat on the sofa drinking and chatting.

Mrs. Han promised me, "Next month, if Yinyin is quite stable and you are sure to go on a business trip, then I will bring you with me." ”

"Wouldn't that be dangerous?"

"There are some itineraries that he will never change, such as this week's negotiations, which were discussed and cooperated by several industry giants, and the participants were relatively high-status and did not trust each other, so he is now almost under house arrest, and can only make a few phone calls outside every day to report his safety. He's got another trip next month, so we'll come over as soon as he's gone. ”

"Is it this week's negotiations?" I thought I had misheard.

"Yes."

"Now he's negotiating?"

"yes."

"But he sent me an email back." I hurriedly took out my notebook, opened the mailbox, and found that there was an unread email in it, still in traditional pronunciation, the date of sending was 23:59 on my birthday, and it was written: Su Lingyu, happy birthday.

The inscription is "perverted".

I handed the computer to Mrs. Han, and she flipped through it and immediately smiled: "Can I log in to my mailbox?" ”

"Yes."

Mrs. Han switched to login, crackled a line of words and sent it over, and soon there was a reply, it was a mailbox with a traditional sound, and inside was a picture attachment.

The picture is an A4 piece of paper with the perverted handwriting on it. It's written very messily, and the general content is that if Su Lingyu sends him an email, he will say that he is going to Antarctica, with others, but don't tell anyone specifically. He also explained that he was allowed to send birthday wishes regularly, and he was not allowed to use greeting cards, and he also wrote the content of the send, which was the one that was sent. There are also some precautions or something, basically not to be discovered, to be dried, not to reply to messages immediately, to be cold, to dislike, to conform to his usual tone of speech or something.

I'm really ......

Mrs. Han also couldn't stop laughing, and said, "I'll just say, Fansheng personally sent him to the door of the venue, and watched him go in, how could he run to Antarctica?" ”

"Why is he doing this?" I was speechless: "Is this kind of low-level lie interesting?" ”