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I quite understand Xu Yi's feelings in defending me. After all, I am his friend, and his aunt is so discredited in front of his friends. No matter who it is, I am afraid it will not be able to bear it.

But everyone is an independent individual, and no one can interfere with anyone's thoughts.

Qin Han's mother came to such a conclusion today involuntarily. Fang Xiao must have worked hard in front of her on weekdays.

Although I don't know how many bad things Fang Xiao has said to her about me, judging from Qin Han's mother's current attitude, it is definitely not something that Xu Yi can reverse with a few words.

Even though it has been an afternoon since this incident, every word Qin Han's mother said is still deeply imprinted in my mind and cannot be erased.

Facing my own nephew's defense against me, instead of thinking that she should seriously think about it, she felt that I was confusing Xu Yi.

That disdainful and extremely contemptuous gaze seemed to directly dissect my whole body, just to see the filthy heart hidden in it.

"Xiaoyi, you don't have to speak for Chen Ci. I don't know her well. Before I met her today, I sent someone to investigate her."

"Not only was he a fat man before, but he was also divorced, and his father also died in prison because of fraud and embezzlement of public funds. Are there so many unscrupulous things, are they all fake?"

I think maybe the people I'm dealing with are different.

At first, when Fang Xiao told me these things, I just laughed it off and didn't feel much emotion in my heart, but these words came out of Qin Han's mother's mouth, it was tantamount to torture to me.

Because I don't have any feelings for Fang Xiao, her dislike of me, her liking for me, has no direct connection with me.

But Qin Han's mother is different. I like Qin Han, and I understand this very well in my heart.

The person sitting in front of me and talking about my past experiences is none other than Qin Han's biological mother, the person who accompanied Qin Han to grow up.

If I want to be with Qin Han, I must get her permission.

However, she will not listen to any explanation from me at all, because in her heart, I have already been fixed, and I am a woman who is destined not to be worthy of their Qin family.

The chaotic thoughts made me have a splitting headache, even in such a dark and quiet environment, it was still difficult for me to calm down completely.

Today's events, today's hearing, every word about me, they don't want to get out of my head.

Complaining in a low voice, I fell back on the sofa and curled up into a ball when the light in the living room was suddenly turned on.

I was used to the darkness, and when I was exposed to bright lights for a while, I was a little uncomfortable. I hurriedly closed my eyes, not daring to look at the dazzling light.

There were footsteps walking towards the living room, and finally stopped not far from the sofa.

I knew it must be Qin Han who came back, but he didn't speak, and I couldn't accept the light for the time being, so there was only silence in the room, and no one paid attention to anyone.

But in the end, it was Qin Han who spoke first, not me.

"Since you're back, why don't you turn on the light, do you like sitting in a dark room?"

Ling Lie's words were heard in my ears. For some reason, I felt that his voice was slightly similar to his mother's voice today.

Maybe it's genetic.

The light in the living room has been turned on for a while, I slowly opened my eyes, and slowly found that I seemed to be able to adapt to such strong light, so I got up from the sofa and sat up straight.

Qin Han's suit was laid casually on the back of the sofa. He was wearing a gray shirt, which looked extraordinarily soft under the light, with a faint dark glow.

He turned his back to me, even if he didn't see his face, just looking at this long and strong figure, he seemed like someone who could only be seen from a distance, someone I was destined not to chase.

Maybe what Qin Han's mother said is not wrong. Maybe I, who have left a lot of color in the past, really don't deserve Qin Han. All of this is just my admiration.

I watched Qin Han skillfully untie his tie, then turned around, but his eyes were fixed on me, with an incomprehensible worry.

"How about it? Are you hungry? You probably didn't have dinner tonight."

Listening to the words of concern for me, I just felt like I was dreaming. How could someone like Qin Han care so much about me?

Seeing that I was silent, Qin Han didn't say much, he just went straight to the kitchen and started preparing dinner for me.

I was still sitting on the sofa without moving. I wanted to stand in front of Qin Han and ask him if I was worth what he did, and if I could match him.

But whenever I want to take the next step, every word Qin Han's mother said today will remind me over and over again in my mind that I am not worthy of Qin Han from the beginning to the end.

I don't even know when Qin Han made dinner, nor when he brought the dinner in front of me.

I only know that when I reacted, Qin Han was already sitting beside me.He looked at me calmly, the bright light reflected in his black eyes, with a trace of crystal brilliance.

"Why, it's almost nine o'clock now, aren't you hungry at all? Eat something and go back to rest."

I think if Qin Han was still as cruel to me as when we first met, and didn't say more than ten sentences to me every day, I probably wouldn't be so sad at this time.

The more he treats me so tenderly, my heart feels like being cut back and forth by a blunt knife, little by little, back and forth, until the blood drips at the end, and it can't strip away this feeling.

This is nothing but torture for me, no matter when, day and night.

Seeing that I didn't move, Qin Han even took the initiative to stuff the tableware into my hand.

"If you have anything to say, wait until you finish this bowl of noodles."

Since Qin Han said so, I didn't want him to be too embarrassed, so I ate immediately.

It is still a familiar taste, just like the first time Qin Han made noodles for me. I always like to eat his noodles, with his heart and care for me.

But today, when I tasted this familiar taste, I suppressed the tears for an afternoon, and suddenly broke out.

They scrambled out of the eye sockets, dripped into the bowl and disappeared, and rushed into the scalding water with warmth, but they didn't know what was coming was a deeper torture.

"Qin Han, you may not believe it when you say it. Today, when Xu Yilin and I went to eat with Tianxu, we met someone... who we shouldn't have met at all."

I tried my best to wipe away the tears on my face, not wanting to show any fragility in front of Qin Han.Even if everything today has made me feel powerless, I even began to doubt the meaning of my existence.

But I haven't forgotten that now I'm staying with Qin Han, if I'm sad, Qin Han will worry about me, it's really unfair to him.

Qin Han didn't immediately ask me what happened, but took a tissue from the side, put it in front of me, and then spoke slowly.

Unlike me who cried bitterly all afternoon, his calm and gentle tone seemed to mean nothing to him.

"You don't need to say it, I know what happened today."

"You know?" Even though the tears on my face hadn't dried up, when I heard Qin Han speak to me like this, I couldn't help being surprised, sobbing and asking him.

Qin Han didn't hide anything. When he heard my question, he immediately nodded his head. He was so calm that it was frightening. Could it be that he really didn't care at all?

"When you and Lin Xiangtian and Xu Yi went to eat at noon today, you met my mother."

"How...how did you know?" I was sad and sad, but I think almost everyone would be curious about how Qin Han, who was not present, knew about this.

"She called me this afternoon and told me about it, so I know."

Qin Han's words made my heart pound for a moment, his mother already told him?

In front of me, his mother didn't say a good word about me, so when he called his son himself, might he say good things about me?

In fact, don't say good things, I think maybe she will say more excessive and hurtful things than in front of me, in order to let his son see my true face, so that he can leave me.

Although I could almost guess this, my curiosity still urged me, and I asked more cautiously than before: "What did your mother... say?"

"Do you really want to know?" Qin Han looked straight into my eyes, the black pupils reflected my appearance, his face was full of tears, extremely pitiful.

This sentence shocked me deeply. As Qin Han said, he was willing to tell me, but do I really want to know what his mother said?

So I lowered my head almost immediately as if running away, and shook Qin Han violently, but I didn't give up and grabbed Qin Han's clothes tightly, trying to get an answer I wanted.

I didn't dare to look at Qin Han's gaze, because I was afraid of seeing the expression that would make me feel disappointed, so I could only bite the bullet and say, "Then you...do you believe what your mother said?"

"Are you going to move out of here soon?"

"Chen Ci, who is by your side when you are most downcast, most helpless, and most want to leave this world?"

The low-pitched words came into my ears, as if they were magnetic, and the tears that I had been shedding miraculously stopped.

"It's you." My hand still didn't let go of Qin Han's clothes. Even though the shirt, which was of good texture, was wrinkled by me, I still didn't intend to let go.

Just like, I don't want to let go of Qin Han at all.

Before I understood what Qin Han meant, he suddenly grabbed my arm and hugged me into his arms.

"So, since I didn't give up on you at the beginning, why do I have to leave now because of a sentence or two?"

Just this sentence is enough to make me cry.