When she returned home, the children were not there, she wanted to discuss with Jiang Juncheng, who knew that Jiang Juncheng went to work in the study as soon as he came back, and it was almost ten o'clock before he returned to the room, Han Qingru lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, so he decided to go to the study to find him.

Han Qingru had something in her heart, the whole person was in a trance, as soon as she pushed open the door and saw the person sitting inside, like a drowning person seeing driftwood, the whole person was a lot more relaxed, the door was not closed tightly, and she just stepped forward to hug the driftwood.

"Juncheng, I saw Qingyi in the afternoon, and she's back." Han Qingru was lying in Jiang Juncheng's arms, her face was not gloomy, her heart was struggling, on one side was her dear sister, and on the other side was her beloved daughter.

I see!

Jiang Juncheng saw Han Qingru suddenly break in, thinking that something was wrong, he was full of worry, and before he could ask, he saw her nestled listlessly in his arms, how many years, he had never seen her so vulnerable.

"Qingyi is back, that's a good thing, haven't you been worried about her?" Hands ran down her back, one at a time, silently soothing.

has been married for more than 20 years, and the relationship between the two has not been precipitated by time, but has become more and more mellow like fine wine.

"I don't know, I'm glad she came back, she said she's doing well, I know she doesn't want me to worry, she's a young lady who doesn't know anything and is wandering alone, what can she do, I can imagine what kind of life she used to have, I'm very distressed. But she's back, what about our Lingying? ”

Han Qingru couldn't imagine what would happen to her if Han Lingying left? "After all, she is Ling Ying's biological mother. Qingyi has suffered enough, I know I should return Ling Ying to her, but I can't help it, husband, what do you say we should do, what should Ling Ying do? ”

Jiang Juncheng didn't know how to comfort her, Ling Ying was the child they brought up, and he couldn't bear it, but what should he do? That person is Ling Ying's biological mother, he is very helpless, if he doesn't know it, with the current status of the Jiang family, it is easy to deal with, but that person is his wife's only sister, his sister-in-law. He really didn't know what to do.

Both of them were so absorbed in their own thoughts that neither of them noticed the figure standing outside the hidden door.

Han Lingying covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widened in astonishment, her pale face was full of doubts, she was not white, she was fine yesterday, how could everything have changed in one day.

Han Lingying didn't know how she ended up in the room, she felt that her world was suddenly going to collapse, her confused mind kept circling everything she saw and heard tonight, the intertwined figures on the bed, the words she heard outside the study, everything made her powerless to support, hugging her legs and hugging her legs in the corner of the room.

With his head buried between his knees, tears flowed out disobediently, and he couldn't stop it, and his hands tightly wrapped around his trembling body. Even so, she felt that it was not enough.

There was darkness in front of her, there was no trace of time, Han Lingying was alone in it, she kept shouting, brother, daddy, mommy, but no one paid attention to her, she was very scared, very helpless, kept running, but she couldn't run out of the predicament in front of her.

It was dark and the night was cold, but as if she couldn't feel the chill around her, she buried her head between her knees, folded her hands, and sat motionless in the corner in this posture.