Chapter 469 Chapter 269 Ask Shen Qinghuan for help

Shen Qinghuan glared at Jiang Yu unhappily.

She walked up to her son and watched with a smile as the little guy danced and occasionally turned over.

"Little sweet potato, give Mama a smile!"

Shen Qinghuan amused her son happily, her eyes full of tenderness and doting, as if the pain she had felt in the past had long since disappeared.

The little sweet potato seemed to understand what his mother said, and immediately grinned and giggled.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu, who was standing by, also imitated Shen Qinghuan to tease Little Sweet Potato.

After a while, Sister Li prepared breakfast.

Shen Qinghuan put down the sweet potato and went to the restaurant.

Jiang Yu hurriedly followed.

"Huanhuan, I want to discuss with you whether we should invite anyone from the Tao family to our son's hundred-day banquet? I mean, everyone other than Tao Jin."

He always knew that Shen Qinghuan was very distant from her mother, and even though she longed for maternal love, she never took the initiative to look for her.

In Shen Qinghuan's words, since she had the heart to abandon you when you were little, all the love she showed afterwards was fake, it was because you were valuable, because she needed your value, not because she had a guilty conscience...

Jiang Yu, who was also abandoned by his mother when he was a child, deeply agreed with Shen Qinghuan's kindness.

But Little Digu’s hundred-day banquet is a big deal, and he can’t make the decision alone.

Shen Qinghuan paused holding the soup dumpling and was silent for a few seconds. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He felt inexplicably guilty and thought he had said something wrong.

But since he had already said it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and add, "Huanhuan, I'll listen to you on this matter. If you say to send out invitations, then I'll have them sent out. If you say not to send out invitations, then don't send them out."

Shen Qinghuan didn't know what he was thinking about. Suddenly, he curled up the corners of his lips and said softly, "Send it!"

After a pause, she lowered her eyes, the smile in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a hint of sarcasm.

"The last time she came over, she seemed to like Little Sweet Potato quite a bit and even talked about some things from my childhood. But I knew in my heart that she said those things to me in front of outsiders just to get me close to her."

"Jiang Yu!"

Shen Qinghuan suddenly called him by his full name.

Jiang Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Qinghuan shook her head, lowered her eyes and said, "Nothing! I just suddenly accepted the fact that she doesn't love me. She didn't love me before, and she doesn't love me now. The reason she recognized me and kept in touch with me was just because of you."

Because of Jiang Yu's status and financial resources.

If she was just a person struggling to make ends meet, would Ms. Xiang Huili take the initiative to recognize her?

The answer is no.

Since she could cruelly abandon her, it means she never loved her and she was just a burden.

Jiang Yu suddenly wanted to hug her.

With all the thoughts in his mind, he stood up, gently held her in his arms, and said softly: "No matter what the reason is, Shen Qinghuan, you are grown up now. You don't need her love anymore. You can give yourself enough love."

Shen Qinghuan was stunned, with a look of suspicion in his eyes.

May I?

Can she use her own love to make up for the missing maternal love?

"Even if you can't give it to me, I still have you. You can try to trust me again, just this once, for the last time."

…

On the afternoon before the hundred-day banquet, Tao Jin took Ms. Xiang Huili to Shen Qinghuan's home.

This was also the first time that Ms. Xiang Huili visited Shen Qinghuan's home. The last time she went to the hospital and the confinement center.

Tao Jin was carrying a lot of things in his hands, most of which were useful to Xiao Di Du.

The people had already arrived, and she couldn't kick them out, so she had to welcome them in and asked the nanny to prepare fruit snacks and drinks.

"Huanhuan, this little sweet potato looks so much like you when you were a child, they can be copied from the same mold." Xiang Huili said cheerfully, with a hint of flattery in her tone that could not be concealed.

Tao Jin frowned and sighed helplessly, praying that Shen Qinghuan would not take the same stance as Ms. Xiang Huili.

Shen Qinghuan smiled and pretended to be nonchalant, "You said the same thing last time at the confinement center. I'm a little confused. How old is this child? Can you already see his facial features?"

Xiang Huili choked, but didn't know what to say. She had said these words to please Shen Qinghuan.

"Of course I can tell! Besides, Little Sweet Potato is your son, so who else could he look like if he doesn't look like you?"

"That's right." Shen Qinghuan said, "Please sit down! Little Sweet Potato has been playing for a while and will probably go to bed soon."

As she spoke, she went out to call the nanny at home.

Xiang Huili's mouth twitched slightly, and she felt embarrassed. But even though she knew that Shen Qinghuan disliked her, she couldn't get angry.

"Children of this age just love to sleep. It's good to sleep more. Only in sleep can you grow! But when you were little, you slept much more than little sweet potato. Sometimes you would still be feeding with your eyes closed."

Soon, the nanny came over and took Little Sweet Potato away.

The huge living room suddenly became quiet.

Tao Jin didn't like this heavy atmosphere, so he made an excuse that someone in the company wanted to talk to him about something, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Shen Qinghuan knew his plan very well, but she just didn't expose him.

"Huanhuan."

When only Ms. Xiang Huili and Shen Qinghuan were left in the living room, Ms. Xiang Huili spoke in a mournful voice. The elegance and arrogance on her face were gone, replaced only by loneliness and helplessness.

Shen Qinghuan leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, fluttering her thick eyelashes gently, and looked up at her.

Ms. Xiang Huili felt a little guilty and a little embarrassed.

She hesitated for a moment, then continued cautiously, "Can you, can you ask Jiang Yu to help your Uncle Tao?"

Shen Qinghuan was stunned at first, then he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.

I used to wonder why she was always so cautious when she spoke, and now this question has finally been answered.

It turned out that he wanted to find her to plead with Jiang Yu.

"What if I say no?"

Xiang Huili stood up anxiously, "Huanhuan, how can you say no! You can't say that! Your Uncle Tao is so old, what's the harm in you helping him? It's just a matter of a word. As long as you ask, Jiang Yu will definitely help your Uncle Tao with his feelings for you."

That was her husband, her support for the rest of her life. No matter what, she would help him even if it meant risking her reputation.

Shen Qinghuan suddenly smiled, raised his chin slightly, and looked at her leisurely, "What if I don't help him? After all, his life or death has nothing to do with me, and I have never gained anything from him."