Qiao Yanzhi could only see her lips moving, but couldn't hear what she was saying. Her ears were ringing, and the guilt was almost suffocating her.
I have intermittent pain in my chest.
At this moment, Tang Yaoyao was very nervous.
She was never afraid that her sudden recognition of her mother's kinship would cause her too much emotional distress. If something really happened to her mother, then her sins would be too great.
"Dr. Gu, please come quickly and take a look."
Gu Mobei walked quickly past the two people kneeling on the ground. He had just reached out to gently touch Qiao Yanzhi's hand when she pulled it away.
As if only now coming to her senses, she took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
Looking at Tang Yaoyao's stunningly beautiful face, her voice was almost choked with emotion: "I'm sorry..."
Tang Yaoyao shook her head and said, "I'm the one who should apologize for not telling you sooner. Last time, when my brother took me back to the old house, it was because he wanted me to spend time with you and hoped that you would like me."
“I missed it,” she said.
Tang Yaoyao smiled, took her hand, and gently curled her lips: "It's not too late now. These days, hasn't Mom still liked me?"
She felt as if a warm ray of sunshine had shone in her heart. She had thought she had lost her little daughter forever, but now she had found her again.
"Let Mom take a good look at you." Her eyes were full of tenderness, and tears welled up in her eyes, tears of joy mixed with sadness.
At this moment, Fu Xiuchen said softly, "Mom, don't be too sad. My sister is back, and she will definitely make up for the past twenty years..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Yanzhi's gaze changed, all traces of the tenderness she showed her daughter vanished, replaced by anger: "Don't panic, I'll have a proper chat with you later."
Let's chat about everyday things...
These four words were pronounced with extreme emphasis, and there was a unique maternal authority in her eyes and brows.
Fu Xiuchen: "..."
He was ready.
Qiao Yanzhi wasn't targeting him alone. She then looked at Xiao Jinhan, who was not far from her daughter's bedside, and narrowed her fox-like eyes: "And you too. My son and I haven't had a heart-to-heart talk in a long time. I'm sure we'll have a very pleasant conversation."
Xiao Jinhan: "..."
Su Mei trembled inwardly; Ms. Qiao's gaze was terrifying...
Tang Yaoyao shook her head with a light laugh, not worried about her two older brothers at all.
As the saying goes, what goes around comes around. Although she deceived her mother, she was partly guilty of it. However, the way her mother looked at her made her deception seem like a completely different story.
The older brothers wouldn't do that.
Xiao Jinhan nodded slightly to his mother. As far as he was concerned, he had no objection to whatever his mother wanted to do.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Xuan, who was kneeling on the ground, disheveled in the wind, then glanced at Fu Mengyao, who was still in a state of self-control.
“We can discuss our family matters when we get back. Right now, we need to consider how to deal with these two outsiders.”
His cold voice, tinged with an unusual ferocity, sent shivers down one's spine.
Upon hearing this, Fu Mengyao felt as if a thousand needles had pierced her heart, causing her unbearable pain. She almost trembled as she asked him, "Outsider? Fourth Brother, are you saying I'm an outsider?"
Xiao Jinhan's eyes were cold, and he completely ignored her. To him, saying another word would be a waste of breath.
Tang Yaoyao smiled, her lips curving lazily: "Isn't that right?"
Fu Mengyao looked at her mother, whose face was as white as snow, and tears streamed down her face. She was flustered, aggrieved, and pitiful: "Mom, I'm not an outsider, I'm your daughter, please tell Fourth Brother."
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