Chapter 785 The Taste of Betrayal

After reading the letter, Su Hanyan felt a little sore under her eyes. She sniffed and felt so moved that she wanted to cry.

"What's wrong?" Jin Chen saw that she was in a bad mood and wondered what was written on the letter. "Can I take a look?"

"Yes." Su Hanyan handed him the envelope. "Second Aunt and Lianlian really touched me. They still remember me."

The letter was not long and Jin Chen finished reading it quickly.

He folded the letter neatly and gave it back to Su Hanyan: "They remember you because you were also very good to them. People are like this, put yourself in their shoes!"

"Then if Lianlian gets married, can we go to see her together?" she asked.

"Of course." Jin Chen agreed, "There's a lot of bedding, and there's still some space in the cabinet. Let's put it away."

Su Hanyan went to collect the quilts. As she touched them, she could imagine how Second Aunt and Lianlian had stayed up late with lamps lit to sew them for her. The quilts looked very thick, fluffy and soft, and they must have been made of new cotton.

Winter is approaching and the weather in the mountain village is crazy cold. If this cotton can be used to make new cotton-padded clothes and new cotton-padded pants, the whole family will be very warm.

But Second Aunt didn't do that, and gave them all to her.

Su Hanyan's heart was filled with a feeling: It's great! It feels so good to be remembered by your loved ones!

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Su Chanjuan didn't know how she got home. The moment she opened the door, the house was empty.

Li Baojun went to work, and the old lady was not at home. She sat alone at the head of the bed, with a dim desk lamp on. At this moment, she couldn't describe how she felt. Her chest seemed to be pressed down by something, so tightly that she couldn't breathe. Her heart was empty, but it felt like it was being twisted like a towel, and she felt an indescribable discomfort.

She couldn't believe that Su Xiuhe, whom she had always trusted, was having an affair with her husband who had loved her for many years, and they had kept the secret from her.

The feeling of being betrayed was so painful that she wanted to cry. Her nose felt sore and her eyes were hot, but she couldn't cry.

She felt really miserable and had to cry to relieve her psychological pain, but she just couldn't cry. She pinched herself, twisted herself, and even slapped herself hard, but she couldn't make herself cry.

Su Chanjuan forced herself to cry. She howled for a while, thinking about her miserable life in the future, but in the end she still didn't cry.

There was only a tear hanging at the corner of the eye, about to fall.

"Forget it, I won't cry anymore!" She said to herself, "I haven't finished dealing with my business yet, why are you crying? I can't cry! I'm a strong person, tears never belong to me!"

So she didn't wash her face, brush her teeth, or even take off her clothes. She seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She just lay straight on the bed and closed her eyes.

Su Chanjuan wanted to sleep, but her brain was out of control and she couldn't fall asleep at all.

She was terrifyingly awake. She opened her eyes in the darkness and looked at the dim moonlight outside the window. It was so much like her own life!

I don't know how long it was before the door rang.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

She heard the old lady and Li Baojun talking in the living room. She closed her eyes again, but kept her ears perked up, trying to listen to the conversation outside.

"Mom, are you happy tonight?" This is Li Baojun's voice.

(End of this chapter)