His Wife Calls The Shots

The attitudes of Liao Yan and her mother are almost the same.

A crack appeared on Qian Miao's calm face.

When she was six years old, after she was sent to the mountain, whenever her mother went to see her, she would ask her father why she didn't visit her and why she couldn't go home.

In this way, after asking three times, she had to admit that she was abandoned by her father.

After that, she stopped asking.

He changed his mind and asked what was the conflict between the mother and the man.

My mother lied to her like Liao Yan now.

What about washing away bad luck and exercising? Although she is old, she also knows that it is a perfunctory lie.

Without telling her, she had to check it out by herself.

So when she was eight years old, she took the opportunity to pluck Tang Yi's hair and went for a paternity test. It turned out that she was indeed the biological father and daughter!

This result made her unable to accept it anyway, and even more unable to understand why she was abandoned. So I continued to question my mother, but she still couldn't understand a word, and she didn't have a word until she died.

By now, her heart was also cold.

After a few seconds of silence, she looked directly at Liao Yan, directly guessing in her heart: "Mr. Liao, my mother, did you do something to sorry him?"

Seeing the strange color flashing in Liao Yan's eyes, she was determined to guess, and said: "I know my mother, if she has a clear heart, even if she can't get up in bed, she knows that her sister and her husband have a relationship with each other. , And will personally send them to hell."

There was a sad smile at the corner of her mouth: "But she didn't do this. Not only did she not do it, but she also asked me not to trouble him. Do you think this is normal?"

Liao Yan was silent.

She couldn't lie under Qianmiao's eyes.

This look made her feel breathless.

But in my heart, there was a voice telling her, no.

She lowered her eyes, nothing, suddenly got up, and knelt down towards Qianmiao.

Qianmiao was taken aback, and hurriedly held her arms: "You can't stop me from investigating this."

Liao Yan said bitterly, "Miscellaneous, the teacher begs you, please, don’t you ask, OK? Don’t check this matter again. You know it’s not good for you at all. Really, both of me and your mother It’s for your own good."

"You get up first." She was helpless.

Knowing that it would work, Liao Yan not only couldn't afford it, but also bent over and prepared to kowtow.

"If you don't promise me, I can't afford it."

Qian Miao never concedes defeat easily.

Liao Yan saw that she was speechless and thought she had agreed, so she raised her head, suddenly her eyes tightened.

Immediately stretched out his hand to hold the dagger that Qianmiao was about to cut to his wrist: "Miaomiao, don't make it difficult for the teacher!"

Qianmiao didn't let go of his dagger: "Please tell the truth."

A painful color flashed across Liao Yan's face. Suddenly, she vigorously grasped Qian's dagger and pulled it out.

Blood bursts out!

Qianmiao released the dagger as quickly as possible to weaken the tension, but it was too late.

Looking at Liao Yan's **** palms, she knew she had lost.

Liao Yan's determination was too strong.

"I will bandage you."

Liao Yan said pointlessly and solemnly: "The teacher will never harm you. There are many things, not knowing, it is far happier than knowing, because even if you know, you can't do anything, you can't change anything, it will only increase your distress."

Qianmiao's heartstrings shook, and his eyes closed slowly.

"Take care of the wound first."

Liao Yan saw her attitude loosened, and then slowly got up.

"I'll call the waiter." Qian Miao said.

(There is one more~)