Liu Jing said, "I'm also doing it for your good."

"I broke off between you and Xiao Ran before, and you are good with Bai Xi, you don't want to," Liu Jing frowned, looking Lin Zijia's demeanor up and down, as if she couldn't understand what Lin Zijia was thinking, "I'll take Xiao Ran back and match you, and you don't want to."

"What the hell do you want to do?" She asked.

Lin Zijia was a little impatient, and suddenly said, "You should have told me about Su Baixi's miscarriage a long time ago."

He whispered, "Did I delay her? Back then, it was you who did not agree to the marriage, and you forced each other to die."

"I ......"

Liu Jing is really sad.

In the past, although Lin Zijia was a little rebellious, she would never say such things to hurt her heart, but in the end, it has changed, and the relationship between mother and son is in jeopardy.

Liu Jing got up, her face was full of sadness, and tears swirled in her eyes: "Okay, I'll send Qin Yanran back tomorrow, okay."

Lin Zijia calmed down for a few seconds, and then said, "I'll send it."

"Whatever."

Liu Jing ran away angrily, didn't look back, and went back to the room to find Lin Dongtian to talk about it, who knew that Lin Dongtian also said: "I told you before not to mix with them, you don't listen, no wonder Zijia is estranged from you."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, you all blame me, I'm superfluous, I want everyone to be okay for the sake of this family, is it wrong?"

"Zijia is young and ignorant, why are you like this?" Liu Jing was dissatisfied, "I won't care about it in the future, you can do whatever you like."

Because of this, Liu Jingqi became ill.

He was taken to the hospital the next day.

Lin Zijia was going to send Qin Yanran back, but she was delayed because of this matter, so she had to go to the hospital to see Liu Jing first.

This time the illness was very ferocious, Lin Dongtian also found Lin Zijia privately and reprimanded: "This is your mother after all, no matter what she does is not to your liking, she is your own mother after all, do you know what I mean?"

"Yes."

The ward was very quiet, Liu Jingtu was quiet, and all the people who came to visit were blown away, and the last one to come was the family.

"Mom," Lin Zijia more or less knew the cause, and his tone softened a lot, "I don't blame you."

"And I have to thank you?"

Liu Jing had a fever-reducing patch on her head, and she collapsed a lot, looking very haggard.

She said: "Su Baixi came to our house, she had to take a lot of things, her second aunt is not a good one, the lion opened his mouth and didn't say anything, he still had to make inches, over the years, didn't we also endure it for Su Baixi?"

She said, "Su Baixi approached you for profit at the beginning, and you are the only one who wants this mess."

Lin Zijia frowned and whispered, "You're right."

Liu Jing was so angry that she said anything, and she was still holding back her anger to vent, but she didn't expect Lin Zijia to agree.

She was stunned, "What?"

"I said you're right," Lin Zijia sat on the chair next to the bed, then took an orange and peeled it carefully, "I knew she was here to take advantage of me, and she kept pretending, I don't like her."

Lin Zijia brought the orange to Liu Jing's mouth and said, "Mom, life is what I want to live, my marriage and childbirth are all my wife's business, you should only care about my dad."

"I get what you mean, you're still talking about me being nosy."

Liu Jing was heartbroken and covered her heart: "In the eyes of your parents, no matter how old you are, you are my child, what is wrong with you?"

"You're not wrong," Lin Zijia said, "you're not wrong."

His tone was unclear, and he mentioned: "So you, like Su Baixi, never make your own decisions after consulting with me, thinking that these are all things I want, all for my good."

Liu Jing was sad.

There is always a generation gap between the elders and the younger generations that cannot be bridged.

Liu Jing didn't know what Lin Zijia was talking about, and in her ears, it was Lin Zijia's complaint to her, she was so sad that she said, "Before Qin Yanran

Did you say you wanted to marry yourself?"

"Yes," Lin admitted, "but I didn't say it was now."

"Besides, I never told Xiao Ran about it, nor did I ask her what she meant," he said, "You are so mixed up, people outside think that Xiao Ran and I are going to get married."

Liu Jing didn't listen, but said, "I'm doing what you want."

Lin Zijia got up, hugged her on the hospital bed, lowered her voice, and said, "You don't know my mind."

He pleaded, "I didn't want to leave this marriage, but I couldn't get out."

Liu Jing's eyes widened suddenly.

When Lin Zijia came out of the ward, Liu Jing's hands were still trembling.

The shock in her heart echoed, making her unable to distinguish between reality and falsehood.

Liu Jing's disease is even more serious.

Lin Zijia didn't go out to do anything else during this time, she often came to the hospital to run, and Qin Yanran would also bring some black chicken soup and supplements to nourish her body at home, and she would take care of Liu Jing twice a day.

Once Lin Zijia came with Qin Yanran, Liu Jing glanced at it and felt that this was a very compatible young couple.

Qin Yanran tugged on Lin Zijia's sleeve in the corridor and said coquettishly, "You send me, I want you to send me."

Lin Zijia lowered his eyes and looked at the cigarette in his hand.

"Brother Zijia, don't you like ......" Happy me.

Lin Zijia raised his eyes and swept her.

So, her voice came to an abrupt end.

Lin Zijia smiled and said, "Did I murder you just now?"

"I hate it," Qin Yanran's face did turn a little pale, but she quickly leaned over to hug him, "It scared me."

A woman's sixth sense is always accurate.

Qin Yanran felt that her heart was flustered, as if something was about to pass out of her hands, she couldn't grasp it or keep it.

She said cautiously, "Brother Zijia, am I usually too willful? If you don't like it, I'll change it."

Lin Zijia just rubbed her head and coaxed, "No need to change, do you know what I like most about you?"

"What?"

"You are willful, sometimes arrogant, and like to stir up trouble, I like it very much."

Qin Yanran pouted and whispered, "Are you praising me?"

"Yes, praise you," Lin Zijia nodded, "I like this."

Qin Yanran was appeased, smiled sweetly, and tentatively grabbed the hem of his clothes, Lin Zijia didn't resist, so she was a little bold and turned to hold his hand.

This scene happened to be taken into the eyes of Liu Jing in the ward.

Liu Jing was even more shocked than the last time she talked to Lin Zijia.

She clutched her heart and began to gasp for air quickly.

Not long after Lin Zijia and Qin Yanran left, Su Baixi also came.

She brought some gifts, all of which were placed on the table next to the bed, the same advice, saying which ones can be eaten is good for a certain part of the body, the expression on her face is bland, but it is better than the intimate words: "Aunt Lin, I wish you a speedy recovery."