Young master, your vest fell off

Situ Han's eyebrows were filled with shock.

Fu Miaomiao handed the diary to Situ Han, "This is my mother's diary. I just found out today that my mother went through such a long period of pain before she left. Situ Han, my mother is so reluctant to bear me, but she still leaves." She said she couldn't take it anymore... But I can't do anything for my mother, I don't know anything..."

Situ Han took the diary without opening it, and took Fu Miaomiao into his arms again.

Fu Miaomiao took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and left Situ Han's embrace, "I'm fine, don't worry."

How could Situ Han not be worried?
He raised his big palm, caressed Fu Miaomiao's small face, repeatedly, "I said, no matter what you do, I will be by your side, Miaomiao, you are not alone."

Fu Miaomiao nodded, "Yes."

"Go and wash your face first, okay?" Situ Han said softly.

Fu Miaomiao responded lightly, got up and went to the bathroom, washed away all the tears on her face, and also washed away the sadness and pain in her heart...

What she has to do now is to avenge her mother.

Burying his face deeply into the pool, the feeling of suffocation came from all directions.

She didn't leave the pool until the last second, looked at herself in the mirror, and took a big breath.

Mother's pain, she wants to pay back a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Zhang Min, you killed my mother, and I want you to experience what it's like to lose the person you love the most.

After drying her face with the cleansing towel, Fu Miaomiao looked at herself in the glasses again, then coldly withdrew her gaze, turned and left the bathroom.

Situ Han was waiting for her at the door. Seeing her coming out, he stepped forward and held her little hand, "I'll take you out for a walk."

Fu Miaomiao shook her head, "I'm fine, I have to go to the company..."

"Miaomiao." Situ Han interrupted Fu Miaomiao in a low voice, "Don't pretend to be strong in front of me, it will only make me worry about you more and love you more."

Fu Miaomiao's eyes were reddish, she looked at Situ Han quietly, then nodded silently, "Okay."

Situ Han squeezed her little hand, and led her out of the apartment to the beach.

It's still the seaside villa from before.

Fu Miaomiao sat on the terrace, her misty eyes fell on the sea not far away, the sea breeze blew gently across her little face, but the sadness on her face could not be washed away.

Situ Han didn't say a word, just stayed by her side, silently accompanying her.

The sun rises higher and higher, and gradually sets...

Fu Miaomiao stared at the sea surface dyed violet by the setting sun, took a deep breath, stood up slowly, gave Situ Han a faint smile, "Okay, let's go."

Situ Han also stood up, his deep gaze still tightly covering her small face.

Fu Miaomiao stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Situ Han's strong waist, "Han, don't worry about me. In fact, my mother has already left. For me, there is no pain like the time when I just lost my mother, but I have already come out, and I will not allow myself to sink in again."

What she has to do now is to avenge her mother.

Situ Han gently rubbed her little head, "Okay, let's go eat something first."

Fu Miaomiao nodded and left with Situ Han.

The two of them went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables. After returning home, Situ Han went into the kitchen and started to work. Fu Miaomiao put away the diary and put it together with other things her mother left for her.

Going downstairs again, as soon as I got to the sofa, the phone rang.

The call was from Qu Lan.

Fu Miaomiao answered the phone.

Qu Lan's worried voice came, "Miaomiao, you... how are you doing now?"

Fu Miaomiao smiled faintly, "Aunt Lan, I'm fine, I'm at home now, with Situ Han, and he's preparing dinner for me."

Hearing this, Qu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "I've been worried about you for a whole day, and I dare not call you again, because I'm afraid..."

Fear of aggravating the pain in her heart.

Fu Miaomiao understood, and she said sincerely, "Thank you, Aunt Lan."

Qu Lan asked again: "Then...can we meet tomorrow?"

"Okay." Fu Miaomiao replied, said a few more words to Qu Lan, and hung up the phone.

Situ Han turned around and looked at her.

Fu Miaomiao got up and went to the kitchen, "Aunt Lan called, she wants to see me."

Situ Han already knew that Qu Lan gave Fu Miaomiao that diary. In fact, Qu Lan could have destroyed that diary, but she didn't.

Situ Han felt very relieved to have someone who thought of Fu Miaomiao so much, and he was also very grateful to Qu Lan.

"Tomorrow? I'll take you there."

"Ah."

……

The next day, Situ Han sent Fu Miaomiao to the tea room.

Qu Lan has arrived.

Fu Miaomiao walked in and sat down opposite Qu Lan.

Qu Lan could tell that Fu Miaomiao's face was quite haggard.

"Miaomiao, with you like this, I really regret giving you the diary."

Fu Miaomiao shook her head, "No, Aunt Lan, you should give it to me. I am very grateful to you for giving me my mother's diary."

Qu Lan frowned slightly, "But if it was your mother, she wouldn't have the heart to see you in such pain."

Fu Miaomiao hooked her lips, and there was a faint smile on her lips, "Aunt Lan, I'm fine. In fact, that time has already passed. After my mother left, I was depressed for a long time, but now, I I just want to avenge my mother."

This is also the purpose of Qu Lan's meeting with Fu Miaomiao today.

"What are you going to do?"

Fu Miaomiao knew that Qu Lan not only cared about her, but also about Fu Yanqiu and how she treated Fu Yanqiu.

She lowered her eyes slowly, and her voice became lower, "I will make Zhang Min pay with blood, and let her taste what it is like to lose the person she loves the most. As for Fu Yanqiu, although he told my mother about it from the beginning It's clear, but I still can't forgive him, it's just..."

She still has concerns in her heart, that is Qu Lan.

Thinking of this, Fu Miaomiao looked up at Qu Lan, and said in silence, "Aunt Lan, are you sure that Fu Yanqiu really loves you? Does a person like him really have true love?"

"I don't know how to tell you, Miaomiao, at this moment, my heart is also very confused, I can feel that Yanqiu really loves me, but I'm not sure, I don't know what he really loves for me , is still an obsession that I couldn't get before."

Fu Miaomiao blinked, "Aunt Lan, I hate Fu Yanqiu, but because of you, I can't treat him like Zhang Min, but I will never let him go. I want him to apologize to my mother. Kneel before his grave, and I will make him forgive..."

Qu Lan nodded, "I know, Miaomiao, if I hand over the diary to you, I can expect everything, and I'm ready to accept any result."

Fu Miaomiao took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Thank you, Aunt Lan."