A manor on the outskirts of Los Angeles, California, USA.
A little boy of seven or eight years old is playing football. It is obvious that the little boy is of Chinese descent. In this Western country, he has a completely oriental face and is very recognizable.
"Mommy, come play football with me."
The woman not far away looked at the little boy with a smile on her face and said to the middle-aged Chinese man beside him.
"Look, your son wants someone to play with him again. You go ahead. I don't want to move, so I won't go play with him."
The Chinese man looked at the middle-aged lady lovingly.
"You are really too lazy. You have recovered after so many years. You still need exercise to get better."
Then he stood up and walked towards the little boy.
Shen Qingrou looked at the little boy in the distance and remembered a face that was quite similar to the little boy, but that face was now very blurry and she could hardly remember it.
Now that I think about it, that child is already seventeen, and will soon be eighteen. It has been almost ten years since we last met. I wonder if that child still remembers me?
The child came at the wrong time. She only found out about it after she divorced Gu Tingkai. She originally wanted to go to the hospital to have an abortion, but due to her physical condition, she couldn't do it. In desperation, she had to give birth to her.
At that time, I thought the Gu family would keep the child, but I still underestimated the shamelessness of the Gu family. In the end, I could only take care of the child by myself. It was not until the child was eight years old that my uncle finally asked someone to find my home. With the help of my uncle, I came to Los Angeles, California, USA via Hong Kong.
But when I was leaving, my parents were unwilling to let me take the child with me, and I couldn't convince them, so I had no choice but to send her to live with a friend. It has been ten years since we last saw each other, and the child must have grown up!
Thinking of this, tears finally flowed from Shen Qingrou's eyes. Looking at the father and son running towards her, she quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes and smiled.
"Why are you and your son stopping playing so soon?"
The little boy complained with a pout.
"Mommy, you don't know that Daddy doesn't give in to me at all. I always lose, so I don't want to play anymore."
Shen Qingrou looked at the father and son helplessly.
"You guys! You too, you're already a father, but don't you know how to give in to your children?"
Zhong Linyi smiled bitterly.
"You really dote on your child too much. I'm letting him experience setbacks. When he goes out, won't he still have to rely on himself for everything? If he can't stand even a little setback, how can he take over the businesses of our Zhong and Chen families in the future?"
Shen Qingrou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "The child is still young, only seven years old. It's too early for you to think about this."
Zhong Linyi shook his head in disapproval.
"Children must be nurtured from a young age. Waiting until they grow up and have their temperaments set will be too late!"
Shen Qingrou was about to speak when she heard a voice behind her.
"I think Lin Yi is right. In a family like ours, this child will definitely support the Zhong and Chen families' businesses in the future. When it comes to educating a child, you're still spoiling him too much."
Shen Qingrou and Zhong Linyi said hurriedly.
"Uncle, Dad, Mom, you guys are out too?"
Shen Yicheng, Shen Yihe and Xue Tong came over and sat down.
"Qingrou, you're still like this. It's better to let a man take care of this child. Your father and I can still hold on for another ten years. By then, the child will be grown up, and we can hand over the company's affairs to him. Your father and I can leave without any worries."
Shen Qingrou knew that she couldn't win the argument with them, so she smiled.
"Okay, I won't interfere with this brat's affairs from now on. I'll leave it to you to teach him."
The family was chatting and laughing happily. Xue Tong looked at the men who were walking further and further away, and then said.
"What's wrong with you? What's making you feel bad?"
Shen Qingrou looked at her mother and then lowered her head and said.
"Mom, I suddenly realized that I can't remember what that child looks like?"
As Shen Qingrou spoke, tears flowed down her face uncontrollably. Xue Tong saw this and quickly turned to look at the men not far away. She found that none of them noticed anything unusual here, so she breathed a sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief and handed it to Shen Qingrou.
"You, stop imagining it. We agreed that the child would have nothing to do with our Shen family. She would have the surname Sun and would be the daughter of your old classmate."
"Besides, when we went abroad, your uncle said he had found a good family for you. But when you came here, you fell in love with the eldest son of the Zhong family at first sight. You two are in love with each other, but you had a child a year after your marriage. You should know that your parents' wish is for you to live a happy life."
"As for whether the child is doing well, don't worry about it. Given the situation there, it's strange that she's doing well. The child was already eight years old when we separated, so she probably only hates you. It's better not to see you again in this life."
The purpose of Xue Tong saying so much was to dispel Shen Qingrou's thoughts about the child.
Shen Qingrou knew her parents' personalities too well, so she didn't say anything. Instead, she nodded silently to indicate that she had listened. As for whether she really listened, only she knew.
Now her husband still doesn't know that she was married and had a child in China. If he knew, she doesn't know what the consequences would be. Now seven or eight years have passed, and she doesn't know how her husband would react if he knew. Her parents have always told her not to tell anyone, so over the years, her family has tried to avoid this topic.
They were worried here, but Sun Yuqi didn't know about it. Even if she knew, she would have scoffed at it. When they left, they chose to send Sun Yuqi to Sun Meijuan. Sun Yuqi was already eight years old. Although she was not very old, she understood everything she should understand. The so-called grandparents had never been good to Sun Yuqi since she was a child. In Sun Yuqi's memory, the old couple had never given her a good face. When she was a child, she was ignorant and went to her mother to complain, but in return she was accused even more harshly, saying that she was an ungrateful person, and that her mother, Shen Qingrou, did not care about Sun Yuqi's emotions and thoughts.
In fact, a child's temperament begins to form slowly from the time he or she gets to know the world at a young age. The reason why Sun Yuqi reached that point in her first life was that the biggest influence on her was her inferiority, timidity and cowardice caused by her grandparents' dislike for her when she was a few years old.
So Sun Yuqi grew up with her adoptive mother for so many years, and she felt that those eight years were the happiest moments in her life. However, fate played a trick on her. Her adoptive mother died of illness, and she was taken back by her scumbag father. Many factors led to the tragedy of her first life, so Sun Yuqi never thought about seeing her biological mother, nor did she expect that they would meet one day.
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