Duan Dinglan was seen sitting at the head of the bed in a white dress, her eyes red, but not a single tear fell.

It's not that she didn't want to cry, it's just that she had cried all her tears.

When Lin Bing entered the room, Zhou Qingwan, the second daughter-in-law Zhang Cuizhi, and the fifth daughter-in-law were all sitting in the room.

When everyone saw her come in, their eyes lit up.

It was as if I saw a savior.

"Sister Xiaolin, you're finally here."

"What's wrong?"

The fifth son's wife looked at Duan Dinglan hesitantly.

Even though no words were spoken, the meaning was self-evident.

Lin Bing was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Compared with Duan Dinglan, an adult, Song Rushuang, a four or five-year-old child, is more patient.

If you don’t know, you might think that the mother and daughter have swapped souls.

Sister Duan."

She greeted Duan Dinglan.

But she didn't react.

Lin Bing was not angry either.

She sat directly on the edge of the bed, the position closest to Duan Dinglan.

"Sister Duan, I just came from Xiaoqi's room."

When his daughter was mentioned, Duan Dinglan finally had some clear reaction.

She asked in a hoarse voice:

"Xiao Qi, is she okay?"

Lin Bing said directly without any hesitation:

"My mother almost jumped into the river and committed suicide in front of me. I think if this happened to any child, it wouldn't be a good experience, right?"

Duan Dinglan suddenly felt guilty.

"I'm sorry for her."

"Whether I'm sorry or not, this is a matter between you and your daughter. It has nothing to do with me. But, that child said something to me before. Sister Duan, do you know what she said?"

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Lin Bing.

Naturally, Duan Dinglan is also included.

Lin Bing was in no mood to beat around the bush.

"I blamed Xiaoqi for doing something so dangerous, but she told me that her brother was studying in the city, and she was the only one left with you."

Lin Bing continued:

"Sister Duan, Xiaoqi has always said that she wants to protect you. Do you really want her to be in such a dangerous situation to protect you?"

Lin Bing was just repeating it.

Everyone who listened was moved.

How young is Xiaoqi?

If an ordinary child encountered such a big change, he would have been scared to tears.

But their little Qi was so calm that they had to find a way to calm their mother down.

It is truly admirable and pitiful.

Duan Dinglan's lips trembled and his face turned pale in an instant.

Finally, she half-lay on the bed and cried softly:

"I'm sorry, Xiao Qi. I scared her."

Her sadness at this time was not for Song Laoliu, but for her own daughter.

Lin Bing breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a risky move, but no matter what, he managed to draw Duan Dinglan's attention to Song Rushuang.

She walked over and patted Duan Dinglan's arm.

"Sister Duan, he's just a man. He wants to divorce you because he's blind. So why should you hurt yourself and those who truly care about you for such a blind man?"

Only at this time did Duan Dinglan truly take these words to heart.

"Where's Xiaoqi?"

"Already asleep."

Zhou Qingwan, who had been silent all this time, slowly stood up.

"Sister, in my opinion, we should all rest first, and then you two can have a good talk tomorrow morning."

Duan Dinglan had no choice but to nod.

She also knew that she looked a little scary now that she was haggard.

Let’s wait for a night’s rest and talk about this tomorrow.

Late night.

Song Rushuang tossed and turned on the bed.

Suddenly, she sat up and placed her hand on her phoenix birthmark again.

Nothing changed around me, and I couldn't enter the space.

All in all, she has lost contact with System Xiao Ai for several years.

A year ago, Song Rushuang at least still had some illusions.

She always felt that one day she would be able to open the space again.

On the second day, Song Rushuang slept until noon without being disturbed.

Her first reaction was to run to the main house to see how Duan Dinglan was doing.

As soon as she went out, she saw Duan Dinglan walking towards her.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Song Rushuang tilted her pink little face up, full of worry.

Duan Dinglan picked her up, feeling distressed:

"Why don't you even wear shoes when you go out? Even though it's summer, you can still catch a cold easily."

After a night of rest, Duan Dinglan looked much calmer.

It seemed as if the woman who was heartbroken and had lost all hope yesterday was not her at all.

He put Xiaoqi back on the bed, then bent over to put socks and shoes on her.

Xiao Qi gritted his teeth, thought about it, and expressed his true thoughts.

"Mom, I'll take you to find Dad, okay?"

Duan Dinglan's movements indeed paused.

Even after receiving the divorce application sent back by Song Laoliu, she was still hesitant.

Because I didn't see Song Laoliu with my own eyes, nor did I hear him say the words of separation with my own ears.

Duan Dinglan always felt that Song Laoliu must have his own difficulties.

Song Rushuang's words completely confused her mind.

After just a short moment of hesitation, Song Rushuang had already determined how correct her decision was.

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