On the other hand, Yan Xiaye was unable to make a decision in the end whether to alarm Li Yuntang because of this incident.

Or before she made a decision, a strange number was called on her phone, and the news brought by her worried and she didn't have time to deal with anything else.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Xiaye and Yin Baiyan appeared at Jianghai First People's Hospital together, and asked the front desk nurse clearly about the floor where Yan's mother was.

Watching the elevator rise step by step, Yin Baiyan seized the time to explain to her: "Don't worry about going in and talking to your mother. I will help stare at your dad at the stairs. Once he appears, I will find a way to get him in touch and immediately give him.

You call."

"Teacher, please trouble you."

Yan Xiaye always knew that his mother still had feelings for him, but that maternal love could not resist Yan Jianguo's unpleasant obstacles.

That's why Yan's mother took advantage of Yan Jianguo going out to play cards, borrowed a passerby's cell phone and secretly called Yan Xiaye to ask her to visit the hospital.

After all, her mother just doesn't love her enough, and the truth is often so cruel that it makes people cry.

The elevator arrived with a jingle. Yan Xiaye calmed down and raised his smile to go alone to the ward where Yan's mother was.

In order to prevent Yan Jianguo from coming back and seeing the clues, she didn't even dare to bring fruit baskets or nutritional supplements. It was not that she was afraid of Yan Jianguo, but that she didn't want her mother to be stuck in the middle and it was difficult to do it.

Just as Li Beicheng revealed some of the situation last time, the Li family fully borne all the expenses of Yan's mother's hospitalization, and arranges the person in the best VIP ward to enjoy the best medical care in the city.

Pushing open the door of the lotus-colored room, Yan's mother was weak and thin and leaning half against the head of the bed. Her sickness disappeared a lot when she saw Yan Xiaye. Before she could speak, tears first appeared in her turbid eyes.

He said with his lips unable to hide his grief: "Xia Ye, my good daughter, come here and let your mother see."

Yan Xiaye made psychological preparations in advance and warned himself to stay calm and not be blinded by family affection.

But when she saw such a poor mother Yan with her own eyes, she could not care about the grievances and grievances in the past. She quickly sat down beside the bed and asked about her well-being: "Mom, are you seriously ill? Didn't Li Beicheng find you a good doctor?"

"No, Beicheng is very nice to me." When Yan's mother closed her eyes, tears slid down the corners of her eyes in a series, calling her name in vain: "Xia Ye, Xia Ye..."

Her thin hands held Yan Xiaye tightly, and her strength was so strong that the latter frowned almost invisible.

Although she has not had a good relationship with her mother and daughter for so many years, she could see that Yan's mother had something to say to her, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Mom, just say anything."

Since Li Beicheng said that the reason why his mother was sick was heart disease, it would be better to say it out loud than to be bored in her heart.

Yan's mother looked entangled and shook her head in extreme pain. She could see that she was also fighting against heaven and man. Finally, she sighed desperately: "Xia Ye, tell the truth to you, my mother, have you been treating you all the time.

not good?"

Yan Xiaye was silent when she heard this, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

She didn't know what happened to other people's daughters, but compared to Yan Shuirou, they were both daughters who grew up in the same family. The treatment between her and Yan Shuirou has been very different from childhood, even if she is

If you are unconscienced, you can't say such hypocritical words.

Not to mention whether Yan's mother would believe it, she could not pass this level at all.

"Mom understands that it's all my fault. What qualifications do you have to force you to lie and seek comfort?" Yan's mother's eyes darkened, and she held Yan Xiaye's fingers and loosened.

Yan Xiaye didn't understand what Yan's mother was thinking. Since she was in prison, she had basically cut off contact with her family. After she was released from prison, she was not happy, which made her unable to even find the topic of chatting and chatting.

There was no choice but to gently break free from Yan's mother's hand, pick up the knife and apple on the nightstand, and whisper while peeling it: "Mom, no matter what happened, I will never forget you taught me to peel it when I was a child.

The rabbit apple, sings to me when I am sick, that's enough. You can rest assured and don't think about anything. After you are discharged from the hospital, I will transfer money to you regularly."

Because Yan Shuirou, a sick man, during his childhood in Yan Xia Ye, the Yan family's economy was always very tense.

Under the huge pressure, everyone showed their most despicable side. There is really no word for happiness. Even the chances of mother and daughter accompanying each other are pitifully few, but now thinking about it, most of them are the fault of poverty and no one is concerned about others.

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But later, perhaps because he was afraid of being poor in the early years, Yan Jianguo gradually became insatiable. In order to live a life of prosperity and prosperity, he even abandoned the bottom line of being a human being, and rushed to send his two daughters to the same man's bed.

This is the most unacceptable thing for Yan Xiaye.

As for the mother, she has a sliver-like personality from beginning to end, and she listens to the words of Jianguo everywhere, regardless of whether it is right or wrong.

After hearing Yan Xiaye's gentle words from the bottom of her heart, Yan's mother raised her hand to cover her face, turned her body to cry and burst into tears, and guilt and regret drown her like a tide.

If she was given a chance to do it again, she could swear that she would never treat Yan Xiaye so coldly, but unfortunately there was no way to look back in the world.

Yan Xiaye sighed softly, patted Yan's mother's trembling body considerately, and tried to say something to please her: "You and my father are not young, and it is easier to see some things when they are open to them. As for Yan

We will solve the matter between Water Rou and me, and we will not need to worry about it."

Yan's mother wiped her tears and stopped crying, stared at Yan Xiaye with an unprecedented loving look, as serious as the last glance she had in her life, and finally said hoarsely, "Xia Ye, if one day,

If your mother is gone, go home and take off the family photo at home. There is a letter I left to you behind the photo."

"Mom, what are you talking nonsense..."

Yan Xiaye frowned, his breathing was a little uncomfortable, and his heart was raised high.

If Yan's mother really had some incurable disease, she was sure that Li Beicheng would not avoid talking about her.

But since Yan's mother is so good, why do you have to talk about such a sad topic?

Yan's mother had no intention of explaining at all, and even continued to say ruthlessly: "Okay, I know you blame me in your heart and this family. Since that's the case, you don't have to force yourself to come and see me. I have Shui Rou

A biological daughter is enough. You can live your life well. When you are young, find a good man to marry. Don’t be like your mother. In this life, you only know how to marry a chicken, a chicken, a dog, and a dog, but you really marry a pig.
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