Honey Mommy A exploded

"I know it's difficult for you to become like this, but it's okay, I will always be with you."

Yan Jiu still had a piece of apple in her mouth, and she couldn't eat it when she heard what he said.

It turned out that what Yan Weiwei said was correct, unconsciously, the scales in everyone's hearts slowly tilted towards her.

In the afternoon, Yan Kunhong came to Yan Jiu's ward. Song Lan had already left for school, and Yan Jiu was sitting alone on the hospital bed, looking at the lilies brought by Song Lan at the end of the bed.

Yan Kunhong coughed, pulling Yan Jiu back from his thoughts.

She looked at Yan Kunhong indifferently, only to see him asking with concern, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Yan Jiu didn't answer, he said again: "Your sister fell down just now, I was worried about her injury so I pushed you, are you okay?"

At this moment, he does have the appearance of a kind father, but his words lightly took him past the push against Yan Jiu, as if he wasn't the one who spoke ill of Yan Jiu just now.

"I didn't push her."

Yan Jiu explained that she looked at Yan Kunhong, wanting to bet that she still had a place in Dad's heart.

Yan Kunhong looked at her with a little apology just now, but now it was covered by disappointment.

"Are you still thinking of sophistry?"

Yan Jiu frowned, hearing the sarcasm in his voice.

"Your sister was still pleading for you until I came to your side just now, and kept saying that you didn't do it on purpose, so let me not blame you, but what about you? Up to now, you still don't know how to repent! Yan Jiu, you really let me I'm so disappointed!"

Seeing the fury on Yan Kunhong's face, Yan Jiu suddenly smiled with relief.

"Dad, did you ever love my mother?"

Hearing her mention of Zhai Shuyun, Yan Kunhong's expression froze, and then he said impatiently: "Don't take your mother out to gain sympathy. If I hadn't seen you for the sake of not having a mother these years, I wouldn't have put your character Be so proud!"

"When it comes to my mother, do you only have sympathy?" Yan Jiu smiled wryly.

It was really hit by Yan Weiwei again, she was really too naive to think that Yan Kunhong would miss their father-daughter relationship, who knew that he even forgot her mother.

But that's right, Yan Weiwei is only a few months younger than herself, which means that when her mother was pregnant, Yan Kunhong was with Qu Rumin and she was also pregnant with Yan Weiwei.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiu no longer insisted on this weak and ridiculous father-daughter relationship.

However, Yan Kunhong seemed to be guilty of what was being said, so he stepped forward and slapped her on the face in anger, his scarred face suddenly turned red.

"Why are you so angry? When you were with Qu Rumin, didn't you betray my mother? How much did you care about me over the years? I bought cold medicine and drank it in the middle of the night I have a fever of 39 degrees, and I got up to drink ibuprofen by myself, have you ever cared about me?"

Yan Kunhong took a few steps back after being told by her, and looked at Yan Jiu with complicated eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, I'm sorry, Dad doesn't know... You have been trying to be strong all these years, and you won't tell me anything, I..."

"There's nothing to say. I want to rest. You should go back first." After Yan Jiu finished speaking, she lay down and closed her eyes.

Her voice was cold and indifferent, as if a bottomless gully had opened between father and daughter.

Yan Kunhong looked at Yan Jiu who had her eyes closed tightly, struggled in her eyes, and finally said helplessly: "Xiao Jiu, I am the one who is sorry for your mother, but Wei Wei is not wrong, she was just a child at that time, you shouldn't treat me like that. Spread resentment on her, you must know that you are all my children, and I treat you all the same."

Yan Jiu opened her eyes and sat up quickly, staring at him coldly.

"They are all your children? The most disgusting thing in my life is that I have your blood on my body!"

A sad look appeared on Yan Kunhong's face, "Xiao Jiu, I know, I always knew, you hate me..."

Hearing this, Yan Jiu showed a cold smile.

But her heart felt like a knife was being twisted, she knew that she would be alone from now on.

Yan Kunhong's apology meant that he was on the side of Qu Rumin, Yan Weiwei's mother and daughter from now on.

Shouldn't she hate him?
Can't the abandoned person still have emotions?
As a perpetrator, Yan Kunhong had to act in such a pitiful manner, as if she was the one who did the wrong thing.

"Xiao Jiu..."

Yan Kunhong felt sorry for Zhai Shuyun, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

"Enough!" Yan Jiu roared angrily, raised her finger to the door, her eyes were full of determination, "You go."

Her stubborn appearance is very similar to that night after Zhai Shuyun found out about the relationship between him and Qu Rumin, Zhai Shuyun also resolutely drove him away like this, and seeing her later was already a world apart.

"Xiao Jiu..." Yan Kunhong's tone seemed to be pleading.

Yan Jiu didn't soften her heart, and said coldly: "Since you have a new home with Qu Rumin, I'm the one who is redundant. Don't worry, I won't bother you for too long. I will move out when I go to college, and I will never be there again." I won't block your eyes in front of you!"

Yan Kunhong felt a sense of powerlessness when faced with such unfeeling words from his formerly well-behaved daughter.

But he couldn't let Yan Jiu go, he whispered: "Father's house will always be your home, no one will find you an eyesore, and that house is half of your mother's, are you willing to let your mother leave the last house?" something?"

"I won't take anything from my mother."

Yan Kunhong nodded and said, "I'll pick you up when you recover from illness."

Yan Jiu rejected him expressionlessly, "No, I can do it myself, you'd better take care of Yan Weiwei, she is your good daughter. I'm tired after talking so much."

Yan Kunhong looked at the impatience on her face, and understood that nothing he said now could change Yan Jiu's hatred for him, so he could only walk out of Yan Jiu's ward in a daze.

Facing the empty ward again, Yan Jiu finally couldn't help but bury herself in the quilt and burst into tears.

……

"Yan Jiu." A clear voice pulled Yan Jiu's thoughts back, and she realized that a tall figure had already walked in front of her, stretching out a big hand with well-defined bones towards her.

Yan Jiu's expression froze, and she raised her eyes, and there was a wave in her clear eyes.

She stepped forward and reached out to hold the other's hand.

Looking at Song Lan's familiar face.

It seemed like it was still yesterday that we parted ways with him, yet it was so far away.

"It turns out that you are the one who is going to talk about cooperation today."

Song Lan was wearing a light blue suit, with a white shirt exposed at the neckline, and a diamond-encrusted collar clip pinned to his tie. Compared to the youthful sunshine six years ago, he is now mature and stable, giving off a sophisticated feeling. Even in foreign countries, I have grown a lot in these years.