Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Qin Siyu wanted to withdraw his hand, but Mrs. Qin held on tightly. She stared at the dense carvings with red eyes: "What's going on!"

"Accident."

How could it be an accident? It was clearly done by him!

As the head of the Qin family, Qin Siyu has a distinguished status. Unless he is willing, no one can leave so many scars on him!

Tears welled up in her eyes, and Mrs. Qin felt that her heart had been scratched countless times, and the pain made her tremble all over.

She had never suffered much in her life, only emotional setbacks. She had a conflict with Qin Chen and walked away. Then she found out that she was pregnant. She had been in poor health after giving birth to Qin Siyu, and she took him everywhere. grew up until he was three years old.

He was just a three-year-old baby, but he secretly started doing housework when she wasn't paying attention, stepping on the stool to the stove. When she got off work, all she saw was a dirty baby.

His cute little face was stained with dust, and he might have felt guilty, so he smiled at her in a flattering way.

He never liked to laugh.

"Mommy~" The voice was soft and cute.

When she saw the food on the table, she hesitated for a long time, and finally knelt down and took the dirty little dumpling into her arms.

Xiaotuanzi has always liked to be clean, but in order to reduce her burden, she worked hard to take on the housework.

"Baby, you are still young, let mommy do these things, okay?" She tried to convince her.

Xiaotuanzi's pretty little face gently rubbed her neck, but did not answer.

She didn't think much about it.

In the end, she discovered that Xiaotuanzi had taken charge of her life from then on.

Rather than saying that she raised him, it is better to say that Xiaotuanzi has been taking care of her.

Later, when she returned to China, Qin Chen came to see her, and it was he who protected her.

Her mother was an unqualified mother from beginning to end, always.

"Why..." Mrs. Qin's hand kept shaking. She wanted to touch the almost suppurating wound, but when she touched it, she took it back as if she was burned: "Why is this happening..."

She actually knew that he had always been very indifferent emotionally. Except for his family and a few friends, almost no one could get into his heart.

She could only think of one person who could make him hurt to the point of harming himself.

Shen Nuo.

Tears fell on the back of his hand, splashing with warm water. Qin Siyu's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked at the woman who was holding him and crying uncontrollably.

She is no longer young, but because she is well-maintained and pampered, she still looks like a woman in her twenties or thirties.

"Mom," he pushed her hand away skillfully and took his hand back, his voice as light as the wind: "I'm fine."

"It's because of Xiao Nuo," Mrs. Qin choked up, "She won't forgive you, right?"

"Xiaoyu," she said in a dazed voice, "you love her."

It's an affirmation rather than a question.

For a year, she watched with her own eyes as he became less and less popular day by day. It wasn't until Shen Nuo came back again that he gained a breath of life.

But now, the breath is gone, and the person seems to be empty.

This luxurious villa finally lost its mistress.

The air was silent, the slow time seemed to be stopped at this moment, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

After a long time, the man's low voice sounded: "Mom, go back."

After saying that, he stepped back and wanted to close the door, but Mrs. Qin found the strength to push him away and broke into the attic. She raised her hand and turned on the light in the room.

In an instant, the lights brightened, and all the furnishings in the room came into view.