Lucky to Have You Till the End

Liu Yue's temperament has always been gentle and gentle, and has never been angry with Tang Xinyan, but when she heard her, Liu Yue was angry and angry. She got up from the bed and said with a sharp and trembling voice, "If you want to continue to be with him Together, I think there is no such thing as my mother. You can be with anyone, but he can't. When I see him, I think of your dad kneeling in front of him and sullen down. When I see him, I think of your dad being in a car accident. It looks like blood lying in the morgue."

The more Liu Yue said, the more emotional she became, and her mental condition was not very good. When she became excited, her head seemed to explode.

Tang Xinyan saw her mother holding her head swaying, she was afraid that her mother would be insane again, and quickly hugged her, "Mom, you calm down first, I promise you..."

Liu Yue looked at the heartbroken Tang Xinyan with red eyes. She held her hand and said painfully, "The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, Yan Yan."

"I know."

After helping her mother to the master bedroom to rest, Tang Xinyan sat on the sofa with a dazed and wooden expression, like a puppet who lost her soul.

The phone's ringing rang again.

She blinked her sore eyes, saw the caller ID, and her heart contracted uncontrollably and throbbed.

It was still Mo Chiwei's call.

The man who walked into her heart step by step when she was most frustrated and helpless, vulnerable and injured.

Just last night, she still felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

The ringing, stopped, and finally, became silent.

Aunt Chun hadn't come out in the kitchen until she saw Tang Xinyan sitting there feeling sad, she walked over and sat next to her.

"Miss, you can't bear uncle, right?"

Hearing Aunt Chun's words, Tang Xinyan nodded with tears, "If my mother didn't question him face to face today, and he didn't admit it, I wouldn't believe that he had hurt our family so much."

"Aunt Chun, my mother asked me to divorce him, but...I'm pregnant with his baby..." Tang Xinyan looked down at her belly, and she touched her hands up. "The doctor said that he is already formed and a small fetus. I am reluctant to kill..."

Aunt Chun took Tang Xinyan into her arms and patted her back, shaking her back, "If a child is born without a father, he will be very pitiful, miss, you can't bear it for a while, maybe it will cause him in the future. More damage."

Tang Xinyan's wet eyelashes trembled, "Aunt Chun, I'm so messy..."

"Miss, please think about it. Madam finally wakes up and can no longer be stimulated."

After Aunt Chun entered the kitchen again, Tang Xinyan leaned on the sofa tiredly.

My heart is heavy.

Tang Xinyan sat on the sofa for a long time, until Aunt Chun asked her to have dinner.

She has no appetite, but for the sake of the child in her belly, she still managed to eat a small bowl.

Liu Yue sighed silently when she looked at her pale and unsettled face.

She understood what it was like to be separated from her lover, if it wasn't for Mo Chi Wei to go too far, and make her a good family, she would not force her to divorce him.

Liu Yue filled a bowl of pig's feet soup and handed it to Tang Xinyan, "I just started a lot of things in my room. In the past few years, my mother was not in good spirits. From time to time, I blamed your dad's death on you. It's the nemesis, it's mother's fault!"

"Mom, you were sick, I never blamed you."

Liu Yue nodded with red eyes, "Drink more soup, you are too thin."