Yi Qianmo walked up to Ling Yiran hesitantly, with some kind of struggle on his face.

"Xiao Mo, what's wrong?" Ling still looked at his eldest son strangely.

Yi Qianmo's little face tightened, and his face turned slightly red. Then he hugged Ling Yiran, who was squatting, and kissed her on the face, "Mommy, I...I too

...so...miss you so much..."

After saying this, Yi Qianmo's little face turned even redder. After all, it was the first time for him to say these words in front of so many people.

But after saying this, Yi Qianmo looked at his mother's face with a smile of joy and excitement, and suddenly felt that it was good to say it!

If mommy likes it, then... then he can talk more about it in the future, but if he wants him to do this like his sister, it seems... it's a bit more difficult.

There was a little boy beside him. Looking at the scene in front of him, he had seen this woman before and knew that she was Yi Qianjin's mother.

She is also the woman Mommy hates!

Once, Mommy told him that he and Yi Qianjin would never be friends. At that time, he didn't understand what was going on, but now, he understands.

His mother almost killed this woman. These days, when he stays here, he is always pointed out by others. Everyone knows whose child he is and what his mother has done.

There was also a servant's child who ran up to him and spat at him, saying that he was the child of a bad guy, so he would definitely be a bad guy in the future!

Is mommy... a bad guy? It seems so, but she is still his mommy, and this cannot be changed.

He still remembered that Xiao Jin rushed over and stood in front of her, and the spit from the other party also spat on her beautiful new pink skirt.

The servant's child turned pale with fright and could not speak a word. There were several other servants' children who were watching, but no one dared to say a word.

And she said in a clear and loud voice, "His mommy did something bad, and it was not him. He is not a bad boy, and he will not become a bad guy in the future!"

Then she took his hand directly and returned to her room.

She looked at the dirty skirt on her body with some regret, "What a pity, I like this skirt so much."

"I'm sorry." He rarely said these three words.

But she blinked her eyes in confusion, "Why do you want to say sorry to me? It's not you who vomited on my skirt."

"If you hadn't blocked it for me..."

"That's what I want." She said.

Then she asked the maid who took care of her to help her get another dress to change into.

But at this moment, he didn't know that this pink skirt was deeply engraved in his memory.

After she changed into her skirt, she asked him to play the piano.

These days, she likes to play the piano with him the most, and he is also amazed at her piano skills. His piano teacher once said that he is a genius.

But now, he feels that she seems to be a more talented person than him.

Although he can play all the notes perfectly, it seems that the sound of the piano is never as beautiful as what she plays. Is this what the teacher said, integrating emotions?

"Why do you have to rush out, help me block the spit, help me speak?" When the song ended, he asked in a low voice.

"You are my friend, of course I have to help you! Besides, it is obviously their fault, and what your mother did was not your doing! Why should I say that to you!" She said confidently.

friend?

He looked at her blankly, they had never been friends at all!

At this moment, in the Yi family's living room, Ling Yiran looked at Hao Yimeng's son and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The little boy she once admired for his superb piano skills unexpectedly turned out to be Hao Yimeng's son.

"You are Xiao Fei, right? We have met before. I am Xiao Mo and Xiao Jin's mommy. You can call me Aunt Ling." Ling Yiran said.

She does not want the grudges of the previous generation to affect the next generation. Since Xiaojin must keep this child in the Yi family, she hopes that this child will live in peace with everyone in the Yi family and not have any hatred in her heart.

Fortunately, when she looked into the child's eyes at this moment, there was no hatred or anger, but instead a hint of uneasiness.

"If you have anything you want to say to me, you can also say it." Ling Yiran said.

Hao Jifei then said, "I want to see my mommy."

Yi Jinli's eyes narrowed suddenly, but she heard Ling Yiran say, "Okay, Aunt Ling will help you make arrangements so that you can meet your mommy."

When they returned to the room, Yi Jinli said, "Are you really planning to let that child see Hao Yimeng?"

"The child is innocent. He just misses his mother." Ling Yiran said, "What's more, if I don't agree and the child wants to see his mother, he will do something unexpected by adults."

"Then let me make arrangements." Yi Jinli said.

But then, before Hao Jifei could see Hao Yimeng, news came that Hao Yimeng had committed suicide in the detention center.

The thing used to commit suicide was a small iron pointed awl. No one knew how this thing came into Hao Yimeng's hands, but she resolutely plunged the awl into her heart.

Even after examining the body, the forensic doctor said that her desire to commit suicide must be extremely strong and her actions were very cruel!

What's even more impressive is that when she died, she still had a smile on her lips, as if all this was a relief to her!

Ling Yiran was stunned for a while after hearing the news.

Hao Yimeng, the woman who completely changed her destiny, actually committed suicide like this?

But thinking about it again, Hao Yimeng was once a popular star. If there really was a trial, the media would cover it again. How could a person like Hao Yimeng endure it?!

Rather than letting the most embarrassing side of yourself appear in front of others, it is better to make a self-destruction.

Hao Yimeng committed suicide. Ling Yiran had no sympathy at all, but the only one who felt pity was the child Hao Jifei!

And when Ling Yiran told the child, his little body trembled, and the color on his face suddenly lost color, but he did not cry, but said to Ling Yiran, "I want to see you."

Mommy, is it okay?"

Ling Yiran looked at the little guy in front of him. A five-year-old child should already understand the meaning of life and death. Let a child see the corpse, or the corpse of his own mother...
Chapter completed!