Chapter 7

The day Lan Qingya came back from Africa, she always thought that she would be reluctant.

But when all the truth is peeled off layer by layer, like a flower bud that has not yet bloomed, the shell has been peeled off, and the flower heart has been dried, when all despair and cruelty follow.

Only then did she discover that all the beauty is a carefully arranged deception, and all the warmth is poison that rots the bones and the heart.

When Lan Qingya came back, Luo Xiaofan was curled up on the sofa in a daze.

Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his head away.

Didn't expect her to come back so soon, isn't there still two days left?

She has been in a small village in Africa, full of skinny children and patients with sallow complexions. She is such a kind person, not at all like the Iron Lady who once dominated the business world and created a world.

There was no news there, and she had just learned that Xiao Fan had a miscarriage.

After two days, she rushed back.

As soon as he came in, he saw Xiao Fan who was haggard and thin. Almost at the same time, she hugged her, "My child, you have been wronged." She didn't ask or say anything, but just hugged her tightly.But the simple sentence that you have been wronged caused Luo Xiaofan's cold shell to collapse.

Yes, she was wronged.She is very uncomfortable, very painful.

Her tears couldn't stop falling again. In the past two months, she has shed more tears than she has shed in her entire life.

Regardless of the exhaustion of the journey, Mrs. Qingya stayed by her side all afternoon.

She talked with Xiaofan, talking about those poor children in Africa, or some interesting things abroad, and sometimes, Luo Xiaofan would laugh twice when talking about interesting things.

She thinks they are the most harmonious mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the world. Since she was seven years old, she has often visited her in the orphanage and brought many gifts to herself. Later, all her tuition fees, including those of Aze, were paid by Lan Qingya It's not out of gratitude. In her heart, she has always existed like a mother. Perhaps part of the reason for marrying her son is to really call her "mother".

Lan Qingya talked a lot, but she didn't mention the child at all. Since she came back in a hurry, she must know about it.

But she knew it was her own pain, so she didn't say a word.

It's not that I am moved, if I leave, I should be very reluctant.

"These days, you go live with me in Lanshan Bieyuan, and let that bastard calm down." Before going to bed, Lan Qingya said a little angrily while sitting beside Luo Xiaofan's bed.She touched Xiaofan's cheek, "But, Xiaofan, give Yinfeng another chance." The woman who is usually as elegant as an orchid, but vigorous and resolute outside, actually lowered her posture and talked to herself like this.

Did she see anything?Did she know she was determined to leave?

Luo Xiaofan turned his back silently.

She can't hesitate, but she has already hesitated, hasn't she?

A soft sigh came from behind, and Lan Qingya quietly closed the door.

Until midnight, Luo Xiaofan didn't close her eyes, she thought for a long time, but she couldn't make up her mind.

She got up, put on a thin sweater, her head was a little drowsy, and she wanted to go downstairs to pour a glass of water. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the light in Mo Yinfeng's study room, and the door was not completely closed. There was a gleam of light in it.

(End of this chapter)

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