She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Manman, my mother..." Wang Yi held Manshu's hand tightly with one hand.

She was surprisingly strong now.

The pulling left a purple bruise on Manshu's wrist.

She didn't dare touch her mother.

I was afraid that if I touched her, my mother would feel pain.

Manshu placed his other hand on Wang Yi's, as if to give her strength.

Try to comfort her as much as possible: "It's okay, it's going to be okay."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have called my parents back. It would have been better if I hadn't gone to the construction site."

Wang Yi was in a state of disarray and at a loss at this time.

Only by constantly taking the blame on herself and hinting at her own mistakes and crimes could she avoid being consumed by fear.

"No, it's not you. No one thought your mother would be pregnant." Manshu pointed at Father Wang, who was also as distraught as a block of wood, "If you don't believe me, ask your father. He doesn't know your mother is pregnant either."

Father Wang was pointed at and nodded, "Yes, I don't know."

His wife hasn't had a second child in more than ten years.

The hospital had previously determined that I could not have any more children.

Who knew she would be pregnant?

He had no idea when this child came, and he was going to send him away today.

Father Wang covered his face with his hands, tears streaming through his fingers.

He had never thought about having another child, but now that the child was here, who would have the heart to send him away like this?

He cried silently, his eyes were bloodshot.

Hatred was boiling over towards his parents and the second brother's family.

Even the nephew he once loved has now become the culprit who killed his child!

"See, uncle doesn't know either, so I can't blame you."

"The baby will forgive you too. He will be fine."

Manshu didn't know how to comfort her, her voice choked with sobs.

Will the baby forgive?

Forgive a mother who failed to protect him and caused him to suffer?

While Manshu was comforting people, there was confusion in his eyes.

But before she could remain stunned for long, her cell phone rang.

Only then did she realize that her cell phone was in her pocket.

Luckily the overalls she was wearing had a particularly large belly pocket.

Otherwise the phone would have been lost.

Looking at the phone number displayed on the phone interface, Manshu was stunned for a moment.

She picked up the phone and called out in a hoarse voice, "Third Uncle?"

There was a sense of dependence and closeness in this voice that she herself was not aware of.

"The ambulance is here?" Yan Zhan did not correct her address, but just frowned slightly.

"How do you know?" Mansu asked subconsciously.

"You made the call yourself, didn't you know?"

Manshu suddenly remembered that she seemed to have dialed the ambulance number, but accidentally called Yan Zhan.

This……

"Are you okay?" Yan Zhan asked her.

Manshu then explained: "It's not me, it's my friend's mother, um, she's on the way to the hospital now."

"be careful."

Yan Zhan could tell that Manshu didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Of course he knew it wasn't her.

"Okay, thank you Uncle San, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Manshu forced himself to respond.

Inviting you to dinner and expressing your gratitude are both real.

"Yeah." Yan Zhan just responded and hung up the phone.

It was as if he was just calling to check on her.

"Manman, thank you." Wang Yi regained some sense and loosened his grip on Manshu's hand.

She didn't expect that her friend would be so helpful at the critical moment.

Manman seemed to have grown up unknowingly, and became stronger than she had imagined.

"You're welcome." Manshu patted her hands, "Auntie will be fine."