Chapter 39: The Lady of Heaven

After eating lunch with a smile and a smile, Qingran cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and then nestled together on the sofa while watching TV and chatting.

Then Qingran received a call from her mother Fang Xiang: "Ranran, I heard from Yiheng that you are on summer vacation." "The voice is gentle.

"Well, I just got home at noon today, and I'm watching TV with my grandmother." Yin Qingran replied with a smile.

"How are you going to spend the summer vacation? Do you want to come back for a few days? Fang Xiang asked softly.

"My aunt hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet, and I don't worry about my grandmother alone, so I always have to help with it. This summer, I'm going to find a job as a foreign tutor nearby, which can be regarded as a review of homework, and when my aunt is discharged from the hospital, I will definitely go to Yucheng to see you, and I miss Xin'er too. Qingran said with a smile.

"Oh...... It's all right, then you can arrange it yourself, don't be too tired, and call your mother if you need anything. ”

Fang Xiang said softly, her daughter has been smart and well-behaved since she was a child, and while she is pleased, she is also more distressed.

"It's inconvenient for you to come back, then we'll go to Yaohai in two days, and by the way, we should also visit Fang Fei and your grandmother, and my mother misses you......" Before Fang Xiang's words were finished, he heard a childish and crisp voice shouting beside him: "And me, and me, I miss my sister too." ”

The seven-year-old girl took her mother's mobile phone: "Sister, I miss you, my mother and I often look at your photos when you were a child, we both look the same, you are just not as full as me, my mother said let me learn to dance, but I don't like it very much, I want to learn cooking, delicious and fun, you reason with my mother for me, don't let me learn to dance, it's tired, it's not fun at all......"

Yin Qingran listened to her sister's childish milk voice, one sentence from east to west, and couldn't help but chuckle.

After talking on the phone, I looked at the photos on my phone, the last time they came to Yaohai, my mother was a Chinese-English mixed-race child, white skin and beautiful appearance, outstanding temperament, forty-five years old, still very beautiful.

The half-sister is simply a miniature version of her mother, full of baby fat little faces, white and moist, and Yuxue is cute.

The warm picture is fixed in the photo, and also in Qingran's heart, the peace and happiness that her relatives have are what she is willing to maintain and protect all the time, even if her heart is bitter......

In the afternoon, Qingran bought a bouquet of champagne roses that her aunt liked and came to the hospital with her grandmother.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw Wu Yi, the ex-husband of my aunt.

The grandfather and grandson suddenly stopped talking and laughing, and Wu Yi looked a lot thinner.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Yingjun's face, he opened his mouth and said softly, "...... Auntie, Ranran. ”

Wu Yi also called Yangmei's mother for thirteen years, and has always respected her, and said with a light smile: "I'll come to see Fang Fei, she's ...... Looks much better. ”

"Ranran, you go to the ward to see your aunt first, and I'll say a few words to Mr. Wu." Yangmei said to her granddaughter.

Qingran walked away with the flowers, the door of the ward was half open, and her aunt's cold voice came out: "...... If you like it, I'll give it to you, take it out, I don't want to see it. ”

The middle-aged Gao Hu felt that it was a pity to throw away such a beautiful flower, so he picked up a large bouquet of champagne roses, walked out, and nodded politely at Qingran outside the door.

Yin Fangfei sat on the edge of the bed, with her back to the door, quietly looking out the window, her long light brown curly hair, silkily draped on her back.

"Auntie" Qingran called softly.

Yin Fangfei turned her head when she heard the voice: "Ranran is here." ”

There was unconcealed joy in her tone, and she took the bouquet from her niece's hand: "It's still the most beautiful flower sent by Ranran." ”

Seeing my aunt smiling like a flower, her complexion improved a lot, but she still couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Auntie, does Wu Yi come often?" Qingran asked softly, not wanting him to disturb her aunt again.

My aunt is nine years younger than my father, she is a beautiful and moving daughter of heaven, she loves dancing since she was a child, she is lively and cheerful, and there are many people who have loved and pursued her aunt, and her grandfather and father escort her aunt to and from school in different shifts.

Later, my aunt married Wu Yi, who was from a poor family, just because he was calm and hard-working, and his years of hard work were not in vain.

Although my aunt likes children very much, because Wu Yi doesn't like them, she never wants them.

My aunt has accompanied Wu Yi through all the difficult years, and she has always been generous and filial to his parents, and everyone thinks that her aunt will always be happy.

Until a month and a half ago, a woman suddenly found her aunt and cried and told about the love between her and Wu Yi, the two have been together for more than a year and are pregnant.

After confronting Wu Yi, my aunt got drunk alone and accidentally fell down the stairs, resulting in multiple soft tissue contusions and injuring the deltoid ligament.

The aunt finally filed for divorce, even if Wu Yi repented and begged for peace, she could not recover the broken relationship, and finally her grandmother came forward to interview Wu Yi, and the two officially agreed to divorce.

My aunt is thirty-seven years old, Wu Yi is my aunt's first love, and since the beginning of love, seventeen years of youth and affection have been exchanged for a betrayal ending.