Chapter 41 Chapter 41 “If I can do it, I can do it. If I can’t do it, I can’t do it.
The other side.
Cheng Yunqing didn't sleep the whole night and called Liu Jingheng countless times, but no one answered, so he couldn't finish writing his thesis.
He looked up at the book "The One I Love Most" that came from Qin Jiashun.
Liu Jingheng is a slow-witted person, and perhaps she still can't figure out her own feelings. Add in the old man Qin Du, and the already difficult relationship becomes even more difficult.
This time, he wanted to have a decent talk with Qin Du.
Cheng Yunqing called to ask for leave. This was the first time in his life that he missed a class.
At the Rilon Group headquarters building, Qin Du had just finished a meeting when he heard from his secretary that someone named "Cheng Yunqing" wanted to see him.
Qin Du tied his loose tie again and said indifferently:
"Let him come up."
At this time, Qin Chuyao also found a random conference room in Rilon Group to write his paper.
He was bothered by the group of bootlickers in the dormitory, and he couldn't avoid seeing Liu Jingheng at home, so he just came to the company.
I was tired of writing and planned to make a cup of coffee. As soon as I went out, I was stunned.
He rubbed his eyes and leaned his neck forward.
The person who hurried into the elevator must be Cheng Yunqing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time and had been thinking about.
What is he here for?
Qin Chuyao put down the cup, quietly followed him upstairs, and then watched Cheng Yunqing enter his uncle's office.
Uncle???
He put his ear to the door panel, but the sound insulation was too good and he could only vaguely hear a few words.
Inside the room, facing Cheng Yunqing's sudden visit, Qin Du remained calm.
In fact, he also guessed Cheng Yunqing's purpose.
He asked his secretary to pour some black tea for Cheng Yunqing, and then asked the secretary to go back to the inner room to do his own thing.
Cheng Yunqing pushed the teacup aside and got straight to the point:
"Boss Qin, I'm not here to have a long conversation with you. Let me be clear. I still have to go back and write my thesis."
Qin Du took his time, typing the last word before looking at him and raising his hand to gesture "please".
The other party's nonchalant look really frightened Cheng Yunqing, and his fingers clenched unconsciously.
"Mr. Qin, you are a smart person. You must know that love, like friendship, cannot tolerate a third party." Cheng Yunqing's back was stretched so straight that it was about to break.
Qin Du said nothing and looked at him quietly.
"Liu Jingheng is a person who is slow in expressing his feelings, so he needs advice from others. I plan to find a time to explain things to him clearly. Then he will definitely understand how his feelings for me have taken root and sprouted as we spend time together day and night." Cheng Yunqing continued.
"So, at this time, you should stop making things difficult for him. His mind can be easily led astray."
Qin Du raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile on his face:
"It's difficult."
He repeated the word.
"Liu Jingheng can't write her thesis, so she needs someone to help. My family has ready-made talents in this area. If we don't make use of the resources, do we have to wait for you and Liu Jingheng to learn from scratch together?" Qin Du chuckled, but there was contempt for the ignorant in his eyes.
"I can help. I learn things quickly." Cheng Yunqing didn't know that he had fallen into Qin Du's trap and responded foolishly.
"So what's the dilemma?" Qin Du asked in a puzzled tone. "Asking him to handle four years of courses in such a short period of time with his brain capacity, and having to run back and forth just for you when he has a good tool, isn't that a dilemma?"
Cheng Yunqing's pupils suddenly dilated violently, and his originally dark face was instantly covered with ashen blue.
Yes, he could not help Liu Jingheng with his thesis, and he was forced to run back and forth among the resources he already had, regardless of his poor health, thus torturing him.
I suddenly felt a surge of shame and embarrassment in my heart.
Qin Du looked at his silent face and chuckled:
"Grow up quickly, little friend."
Cheng Yunqing stared at Qin Du in a daze, and the words he had prepared became pale and powerless in the face of this sentence.
He forgot how he stood up and how he left Rilon Group.
Qin Chuyao slowly walked out from the darkness, his fists clenched tightly.
In the eavesdropping just now, he heard several key words:
The third party, feelings, and living together day and night.
And at the end, my uncle called me "little friend" lovingly.
Qin Chuyao recalled the Qin family game when Cheng Yunqing took the initiative to ask him about his uncle's love life during the halftime break.
Why didn't I notice any clues?
Qin Chuyao sneered in disbelief. How could this be? Even if you guard against thieves day and night, you can never prevent them from being thieves in your own home.
It turned out that he was the only one who was kept in the dark, while his uncle had already robbed his house.
Qin Chuyao punched the wall hard.
Qin Du, you can do it.
*
Liu Jingheng wandered around the medical school and finally found the office of the Party Secretary.
He briefly explained his purpose, saying that he didn't have a computer and was in a hurry to write a paper, and asked if he could borrow the computer in the secretary's office.
The secretary was not like the instructor. He could not remember the faces of all the students in the medical school. He just thought that Liu Jingheng was also a member of the medical school. Seeing that the child was well-behaved and cute, and did not look like someone who would do anything bad, he lent him his computer and went to play golf with the leader.
Liu Jingheng didn't know how to use a computer, so she pressed all the visible buttons before turning it on.
I can’t use a computer, but at least I can read.
He immediately saw a folder titled "List of Medical School Class of 2025 Graduates."
That's what he came here for. He needed to know the name and contact information of squad leader Cheng Yunqing to facilitate his actions.
After thinking hard all night, I came up with this bad idea.
I opened the file and flipped through the pages until I finally saw the list of students for the dental class.
"Squad leader... Squad leader..." Liu Jingheng was overjoyed, "Found it."
The next second, he was stunned, and after a long time, doubt slowly appeared on his face.
Why is Cheng Yunqing's squad leader Qin Chuyao?
To be honest, he really didn't know which college Qin Chuyao was from. He just thought that since his family was in business, he might be from the School of Finance. Now looking back, he still didn't know Qin Chuyao well enough.
Liu Jingheng turned off the computer and left the office.
As he left, students passing by in the corridor greeted each other:
"Hey, Qin Mengyao, have you collected the blind review papers from your class?"
"I'm collecting them now. I still need Cheng Yunqing's."
*
Liu Jingheng went to Cheng Yunqing's house, played with Penny and the others for a while, and then took advantage of the fact that no one was around to start doing important things.
With the guidance of an expert (Uncle Li), he used Cheng Yunqing's computer to copy the text of the love letter from the Internet in large quantities, and finally typed:
【By Liu Jingheng】
No, I hit the wrong person and almost caused a cannon fodder accident.
Liu Jingheng wanted to delete it, but because she was not very familiar with computer operations, she mistook the space bar for the enter key, leaving a blank.
There is no other way, try again.
After fiddling with it for a long time, I finally found the enter key and carefully deleted my name and changed it to "Cheng Yunqing".
Everything is ready and saved in a USB drive.
I also changed the name of the folder to "Liu Jingheng's" to prevent others from confusing it.
Then he went to art class happily. After class, Qin Du came to pick him up again.
This time the reason is also very appropriate:
"Uncle Li said that he didn't finish talking to you last night, so he will talk to you again tonight."
This was exactly what Liu Jingheng wanted. He was worrying about how to meet Qin Chuyao, so he gave him the love letter by pretending it was Cheng Yunqing's thesis.
But Liu Jingheng was a goldfish with a memory of only seven seconds. When she arrived at Qin's house and was warmly hugged by Uncle Li, she completely forgot her purpose of this trip. So she foolishly listened to Uncle Li talk about everything from the origin of the universe to the extinction of dinosaurs.
As usual, after Uncle Li put himself to sleep and dragged Liu Jingheng into sleep, Qin Du moved quietly, took the manuscript of his paper from Liu Jingheng's pillow, scanned it into the computer, and checked and revised it word by word.
In her sleep, Liu Jingheng changed her posture and woke herself up. Faintly, she seemed to hear the sound of mosquitoes circling and dancing.
He slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and scratched his cheek.
At a glance, I saw that the window was wide open and I had forgotten to close it. At another glance, I saw Uncle Li, who was still sleeping soundly, being besieged by a dozen mosquitoes.
Uncle Li smacked his lips, swallowed a mosquito, and moved his lips, uttering an indistinct sentence:
"Well... Master Chu Yao, I hope you can be quiet. Mr. Qin doesn't want to be disturbed while he's working..."
Liu Jingheng stared blankly at the mosquito that Uncle Li had swallowed and flew out again, her mind blank for a while.
Oh, Master Chu Yao, I almost forgot about the important matter.
Liu Jingheng quietly got out of bed, found Qin Chuyao's room and knocked on the door.
No one in the room responded.
He was afraid that if he waited any longer he would completely forget about it, so he said hypocritically, "I'm coming in," and pushed open the door and walked into the house.
On the bed was Qin Chuyao, lying on his back and snoring softly.
Liu Jingheng pushed his shoulder. Qin Chuyao slowly opened his eyes. After seeing who was coming, he cursed and then huddled in the corner wrapped in the sheets. His frightened spirit calmed down.
"Who let you in? Get out! Damn it, just tell me why you suddenly had a nightmare."
Liu Jingheng took out the USB drive and placed it at Qin Chuyao's feet, saying:
"Cheng Yunqing asked me to give it to you. He said it was his thesis and would be sent to the city for review."
When Qin Chuyao heard the three words "Cheng Yunqing", he calmed down instantly.
He touched the USB drive and looked at it for a long time to make sure it would not explode suddenly, then looked at Liu Jingheng with a scrutinizing gaze again.
There are three doubts:
Why did the monitor give Cheng Yunqing's paper to himself instead of to him?
Even if you are too busy to submit it yourself, why don't you come in person and ask Liu Jingheng to submit it on your behalf?
The daytime is so long, why did Liu Jingheng choose to sneak into his room after midnight?
To sum up, Qin Chuyao nodded affirmatively - this was a naked conspiracy against Cheng Yunqing.
He remained calm, restrained his temper, and pretended to be friendly:
"I understand. I'll hand it in for him tomorrow morning. It's getting late, so you should go to bed early too."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Good night, Brother Chu Yao."
Qin Chuyao instantly got goosebumps all over his body.
Outside the door, a tall figure flashed by and came to Liu Jingheng's room. He put the paper back in its place, glanced at Uncle Li who was still being besieged by mosquitoes, pretended not to see it, strode away, and returned to the house.
Qin Chuyao couldn't sleep, so he locked the door and opened the USB drive. When he saw the file named "Liu Jingheng", he snorted.
Is he naming it like this, afraid that others won't know what conspiracy he is plotting?
He clicked on the file, dragged the mouse to look at it for a long time, and his sneer became even stronger.
This damn beast hasn't given up on framing Cheng Yunqing yet. He's so good at breaking up a couple and trying to get to the top in a treacherous way.
He held his forehead and sighed.
For the first time, 22-year-old Qin Chuyao felt annoyed by his charm that he could not hide.
However, as he rolled his eyes, he remembered his uncle who pretended to be a gentle and kind person but actually did all kinds of dirty things, and he came up with an idea.
*
The next morning.
Liu Jingheng completely forgot about the thesis, and it was Qin Chuyao who took the initiative to say:
"I've already submitted Cheng Yunqing's paper to the school's email address. Please tell Cheng Yunqing to put his mind at ease."
Liu Jingheng: Is this true?
He had an early class today and had to leave early. Uncle Li, with a face full of bruises, came after him with a bowl in his hand and stuffed a spoonful of delicious porridge into his mouth:
"Just one more bite."
On the other side, Qin Chuyao finished his breakfast and planned to go back upstairs to continue working on his thesis.
Even the young master of a consortium cannot avoid being tortured by the thesis.
Qin Du straightened his tie and called him:
"If you don't have classes in the morning, come with me to the company to attend the high-level meeting."
Qin Chuyao looked at Qin Du's domineering look, tightened his fingers secretly, and then smiled:
"Okay, uncle."
Qin Du looked him over, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and let out an ambiguous laugh.
In the conference room of Rilon Group, a large number of leaders gathered here to make the final details for the electronic technology exhibition.
Before the meeting started, Qin Du, who was sitting in the upper seat, suddenly hooked his finger at Qin Chuyao, motioning him to come closer.
Qin Chuyao pretended to be obedient and moved closer, then heard his uncle say:
"I left an important document at home. Please call Uncle Li and ask him to deliver it immediately."
Qin Chuyao's smile continued to grow: "Okay, uncle."
He went out and called Uncle Li, repeatedly emphasizing:
"It's the purple USB drive I left on the table. Don't take it by mistake. It contains very important documents that my uncle will use for the meeting."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Chuyao leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.
Recalling the meeting during the internship, many leaders teased him, saying, "Spring is here, and Mr. Qin is also starting to feel amorous." Today, Qin Chuyao is going to let everyone see who the person who is in heat all year round is.
It just so happened that my uncle, who was always strict, also had times when he lost things, and what was even more coincidental was that he just happened to seize the opportunity.
Qin Chuyao couldn't help but burst out laughing.
…
The meeting was over, and Qin Du had just told everyone to go and rest when Qin Chuyao was the first to rush out of the meeting room. He rushed into the office and rummaged around without caring about anything.
Where's the USB drive? The one with the thousands of words of love letters?
Didn't Uncle Li say that he had brought it and asked his secretary to hand it to Qin Du? Why did this crucial meeting still proceed in an orderly manner? The same purple USB flash drive, when opened, was filled with detailed additions made by Qin Du day and night, which drew applause from everyone.
Where's the USB drive with the love letters?!
Qin Chuyao slammed his backpack down and sat down on the sofa, his chest heaving violently.
I heard footsteps coming closer and closer, and the next second, there was a "pop" sound on the table in front of me, and a purple shadow flashed by.
Qin Chuyao slowly raised his eyes and saw a purple USB flash drive.
He looked up and met Qin Du's indifferent face, his dark eyes staring straight down at him.
"Looking for this." Qin Du's voice was as soft as ice, not a question but an affirmative sentence.
Qin Chuyao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was afraid that every word he said would become evidence in court.
"It must have taken a lot of effort to copy ten thousand words of lingering love and romance." Qin Du raised his eyebrows, revealing an arrogant and domineering look.
Qin Chuyao pursed his lips, and his Adam's apple kept sliding up and down.
"I'm very curious. At such a critical moment as graduation season, instead of studying your thesis design carefully, you are plotting with Liu Jingheng every day." Qin Du sneered.
Qin Chuyao's ears twitched. "Since you mentioned Liu Jingheng, I won't be polite."
"It was Liu Jingheng. He asked me to do this. He was unhappy with you for obstructing our engagement ceremony and was filled with resentment. He said he would embarrass you in front of everyone."
Qin Du said an ambiguous "Is that so", and then said:
"So this is still my fault."
"No..." Qin Chuyao lowered his head embarrassedly.
"I see that your heart is not here. Should I send you abroad to relax?" Qin Du said.
Qin Chuyao raised his head in panic and shook it like a rattle.
Going abroad is absolutely not an option. Going abroad means that he will not be able to see Cheng Yunqing for a long time. Maybe when he returns from studying abroad, he will have to call Cheng Yunqing "aunt".
Qin Du, you have made a good plan.
"I don't have much patience with you anymore. If this happens again, whether it's the UK, the US, or Australia, you better think it over carefully." Qin Du said, picked up the purple USB drive and strode out of the room.
Qin Chuyao lost all his strength and collapsed on the sofa.
At this moment, he realized that he had fallen into a trap planned by his uncle.
To Qin Du, Qin Chuyao was like running naked in front of him. Qin Du didn't even need to guess his little thoughts, as he understood them at a glance.
As for Liu Jingheng's little thoughts, Qin Du didn't need to guess.
After the secretary handed over the purple USB flash drive, he opened it on the computer and glanced at it behind Qin Chuyao's back, and then waited until the last signature.
【BY Liu Chengyunqing】
What does this extra character "柳" mean? It's so hard to guess.
*
During art class, Liu Jingheng received a group message from the counselor asking about everyone's paper completion status.
The word "essay" reminded him of the frame-up plan that had been forgotten again.
So the painting went from being happy to being sad. I wonder if the city leaders have seen Cheng Yunqing's paper now. Are they already furious in the office and preparing to contact the school leaders?
After the art class, Liu Jingheng stood at the door, looking at Qin Du's indifferent face in the car, and couldn't help asking:
"Uncle Li is busy today too."
"Busy." Qin Du looked at his phone nonchalantly, "very busy."
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a moment, then got into the car holding his masterpiece.
Then Qin Du said:
"Not as busy as you."
Liu Jingheng: "I'm not busy."
"You're joking. You're so busy! You have to prepare a paper, take art classes, and even find time to search for some beautiful articles and sentences on the Internet and copy and paste them. Do you want me to embarrass myself in the meeting?" Qin Du started the car and spoke slowly.
Several huge question marks popped up above Liu Jingheng's forehead.
The characters are all Chinese characters, so I can't understand them when they are put together.
Qin Du took out a USB drive from the storage box and threw it into his hand, saying lightly:
"There are few beautiful things in the world, but the wind blowing from the other side of the river in the evening of the beginning of autumn, and you in your twenties with a smile that can kill people."
Liu Jingheng: ...?
Sounds a little familiar.
Qin Du chuckled:
"Beginning of Autumn? If I remember correctly, we first met in March this year."
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a long while, almost a century later, before a subtle surprise appeared in her eyes.
This was the content he copied and pasted. How did Qin Du know about it, and how did the USB flash drive get into his hands?
Liu Jingheng held her forehead and smiled bitterly. She didn't expect that Qin Chuyao, the male lead, was also a careless person. He actually sent Cheng Yunqing's paper to Qin Du.
"Now, the whole company knows that a certain comrade named Liu and I strolled along the river on an ambiguous autumn day, and we were both delighted with each other." Qin Du glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. "Did you do it on purpose or was it an accident?"
Liu Jingheng was silent. Liu Jingheng had no other choice.
When you have no other options, you have to apply a formula.
He quietly took out his cell phone, opened the Green Tea Quotes memo and glanced at it.
There is a saying that goes like this:
My heart is in turmoil. I feel like I've done so many things wrong, but I really didn't mean to do them. But I'm also frustrated. Why didn't I mean to? I'm so timid that I still don't dare to express my feelings to you firmly. I wonder if it's because I'm afraid your boyfriend/girlfriend will be angry.
Liu Jingheng made a "tsk" sound and decided not to copy such a long collection of green tea quotes next time.
So I started randomly extracting keywords and arranged them in order according to my own understanding:
"I'm very upset. You don't know whether my feelings were intentional or not. I'm so angry..."
When I got nervous, my tongue slipped.
After a long time, I remembered to correct myself: "Yes."
Qin Du sneered:
"I told you not to act like a spoiled brat. I wanted to give you a chance, but since that's the case, I can only do my job impartially."
Liu Jingheng didn't understand which word he used to act coquettishly?
In Qin Du's eyes, even his breathing was a way of acting coquettishly. What on earth had this man experienced to make him so sensitive to coquettishness?
Before I could figure this out, I heard Qin Du say:
"I may not be an entertainer, but I am a public figure. The love letter you plagiarized and sent to me has been seen by everyone. If I don't make a statement and it affects the company's stock price, are you going to compensate me for every penny of the losses?"
Liu Jingheng's head swayed as the car moved forward, and her entire brain turned into a mess.
He had no idea how the whole thing would turn out, and even the age-old question of "how did the USB flash drive end up in Qin Du's hands" was still a vague answer.
"How much compensation..." Liu Jingheng asked cautiously.
"It's estimated to be between tens of millions and hundreds of millions." Qin Du said.
Liu Jingheng took a deep breath. She didn't want to live anymore.
"I have three plans." Liu Jingheng held up three fingers with a serious expression.
Qin Du glanced at him and said, "Tell me about it."
Liu Jingheng looked at him seriously:
"First, use a knife to cut off my flesh piece by piece. The number of cuts could be thousands. I will bleed to death in a few days."
"Second, prepare a small pot, fill it with rats, and place it on my abdomen. Heat the pot and force the rats to gnaw at my abdomen and burrow into my body. This way, I will die in half a day."
"Third, tie my head and limbs to five cars and have them drive at full speed in different directions. This way, I will die at the speed of light."
Qin Du: "..."
He was confused about everything he did, but he was able to understand the ten tortures.
"What good will it do me if you die? No one will make up for the loss, and the police will come to harass me from time to time." Qin Du was really speechless and wanted to laugh.
Liu Jingheng shook her head, moved closer, and lowered her voice:
"No, don't worry, no one will notice if I die."
Just as he came without being noticed, he would leave quietly as well.
Qin Du's grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.
"I'm sorry, I'm a businessman and I don't do business at a loss." Qin Du sneered.
Liu Jingheng was even more confused:
"So, what do you want from me?"
Qin Du drove the car, looked ahead, and said softly:
"According to your love letter, before the storm passes, fulfill your promise and do it for me..."
Halfway through speaking, he changed his words:
"Do you want to try being the wife of a group representative?"
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
He didn't understand the multiple layers of relationships involved and just agreed without thinking.
"You agreed readily."
"right."
Qin Du didn't say anything else. He loosened his grip on the steering wheel and tapped it rhythmically a few times, seeming to be in a good mood.
Arriving at the Qin family, Liu Jingheng ran to ask Uncle Li:
"Who is the representative of the Rilon Group?"
Uncle Li: "Of course it's Mr. Qin~"
Liu Jingheng said "Oh" with a long tail sound.
What does the wife of the company representative mean? Wife should refer to an older woman, so the wife of the group representative = Qin Du’s mother.
Liu Jingheng was a little hesitant. She could be his father, but she had no experience in being his mother.
The villain's demands are just as difficult as the villain himself, and are difficult for ordinary people to understand.
…
In the evening, Liu Jingheng answered Cheng Yunqing's call and cautiously mentioned the thesis. Cheng Yunqing said:
"I've submitted it today, so it's over. When are you going home?"
He used the word "go home" instead of "come back".
"Wait until I finish my thesis." Liu Jingheng said.
His paper does not need blind review, so he can take his time for two more days.
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Cheng Yunqing said.
After hanging up the phone, Liu Jingheng continued to listen to Uncle Li chanting.
Uncle Li had already spoken about the extinction of the dinosaurs and the Xia, Shang, and Western Zhou dynasties. He had made a great decision in his heart:
He was not going to sleep today no matter what. A few days ago, he had mosquito bites all over his face, and no one cared. Today, he wanted to see the name of this bastard who left the window open!
He successfully talked Liu Jingheng to sleep, then leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Deliberately quiet footsteps were heard in the room. Uncle Li quietly opened one eye and saw the person coming.
Uncle Li choked.
I didn’t expect that this bastard was Mr. Qin!
As usual, Qin Du took Liu Jingheng's paper back to correct his typos. When he came back, he saw Liu Jingheng sitting on the bed in a daze, his eyes staring straight ahead, his hands constantly scratching his legs.
He frowned and threw the paper back on the table without leaving a trace.
Uncle Li was still pretending to be asleep.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" Qin Du glanced at Uncle Li who was sleeping soundly and asked Liu Jingheng in a low voice.
Liu Jingheng uttered a dull "hmm," and after a reflex delay of almost a century, she pointed at the red envelope on her thigh.
“There are mosquitoes.”
Qin Du was silent for a moment, went downstairs to get out the electric mosquito coil and plug it in. He seemed to turn around and leave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped at the door.
Then he said in a tone that seemed to come to mind suddenly:
"Do you have school tomorrow?"
Liu Jingheng took out her class schedule and glanced at it: "No."
"Well, then you have to fulfill your promise and go on a date with me tomorrow." Qin Du said the word "date" hastily and vaguely.
Liu Jingheng scratched her head:
"If yes, then yes. If no, then no. That's what dating is all about."
Qin Du slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Huh? What does 'date' mean? Does 'date' mean 'meet'?" Liu Jingheng continued to ask.
Qin Du sometimes really hated his diligence.
"If you intend to continue to act cute with me, you must compensate me in full for the expected loss in stock price." After saying this, Qin Du strode out of the room.
Liu Jingheng still doesn't understand and is confused.jpg
He knew that dating was an intimate activity between lovers, but his current identity was Qin Du's contract mother, so what exactly did dating mean?
Does Qin Du also have an Oedipus complex?
Liu Jingheng was confused and took out her phone to search:
How to be a qualified mother
The first search result:
Unconditional love and acceptance:
Give your child a sense of security and let him know that you love him no matter success or failure;
Express love through words, hugs, or companionship. A simple "I love you" or ten minutes of focused interaction every day can make children feel loved and valued.
After reading the long speech, Liu Jingheng clenched her fist firmly:
I am a qualified mother and I am ready.
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