"I...I don't know."
Duan Ziwen wanted to say he could, but when he met Su Ting's knowing gaze, he couldn't bring himself to say it. He genuinely didn't know.
If he loses all of this because of Su Ting, will he regret it?
Perhaps.
But he really didn't want to lose Su Ting.
"Su Ting, I really love you."
I believe these words. I love you too. I love you so much.
Su Ting reached out and touched Duan Zhiwen's face. "When I was abroad, I thought about you every day, wondering what you would become, whether you would marry another woman. But I never imagined that you would turn out like this." Su Ting felt once again that her return this time was a complete failure.
The love and family affection she had always longed for did not seem to be what she wanted.
She always felt that her parents should love her, but her parents were willing to use their most important son to threaten her without hesitation for the sake of her brother.
As for her older brother, needless to say, she was nothing more than a money pit to him. Apart from getting money from her, he had no feelings for her whatsoever.
As for the person she cares about most.
Su Ting looked up at Duan Zhiwen; the person she once loved most was now unrecognizable.
Two days later, Su Ting bought plane tickets to go abroad and left with her son.
Before leaving, Ning Hong gave Su Ting a small gift.
He spent 100 points to buy that.
This allows her to easily sense her son's feelings.
Su Yun is no good person.
In his previous life, although he grew up to be a super genius, he had mental problems and eventually became an anti-human being.
Such people are terrifying and must be controlled.
To be honest, Su Ting's fate in her previous life wasn't good either. With a mother like that and a sister like that, even pleasing them was a problem for Duan Zhiwen.
Add to that the fact that he's middle-aged and has such a devilish son, he must be exhausted.
He's doing a good deed for humanity.
As long as Su Ting can sense all of her son's thoughts, she will naturally try her best to put him on the right track.
Whether she can do it or not depends on how much she cares for her son.
Of course, this is also a small act of revenge. With a child who is so cunning, Su Ting's life will probably be chaotic.
Su Ting was sitting on the plane, about to browse the in-flight magazines and buy some duty-free goods, when a voice suddenly flashed past her ear.
"Ugh, this is so annoying. I wish all these people were dead."
Su Ting's hand, which was flipping through the magazine, suddenly stopped.
This is?
Is that Su Yun's voice?
What happened?
She looked up at Su Yun. "Su Yun, what did you just say?"
"I didn't say anything."
Su Yun shook her head. 'What's wrong? Why would Mom say something like that? Could it be that my acting was bad and affected her?'
Su Yun's mouth was not open at all, but why could she still hear Su Yun's voice?
Is there something wrong with her hearing, or is there something wrong with her mentally?
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
An impatient voice still rang in her ears. Su Ting took a deep breath, looked at Su Yun, and forced a smile.
"I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine."
My eyes are really sore and sore.
She could hear her son's thoughts.
She could only hear her son's voice from beginning to end, and no one else's voice. This shows that her ability was specifically designed to target her son.
Hearing her son's inner thoughts, Su Ting couldn't help but cover her face.
Her son has mental health issues.
Why is a five-year-old child filled with gloom and anger? Why? She had tried so hard to make him happy, so why doesn't Yunyun feel even a trace of happiness?
Ning Qingyao was strolling along the pedestrian street near her residential area.
I heard that the specialty stores here have just received a new batch of clothes.
There was a black tracksuit among them, and she really liked it when she saw the photos posted by the boss in the group chat.
So I decided to come and take a look.
If the quality is decent, she'll buy it.
Ning Qingyao touched the quality of the clothes.
It's not particularly good, but it's not bad either.
It's alright.
"Hey, isn't this the rich lady Ning Qingyao? What's wrong? Did your family go bankrupt and you can't afford to go abroad to buy clothes, so you've come here to buy them instead?"
Duan Xiaomei swaggered in, pulling a friend along.
Seeing Ning Qingyao, she couldn't help but speak sarcastically. Because she was so happy, Duan Xiaomei completely failed to notice the slightly strange look in the eyes of the shopkeeper standing to the side.
"I'm a regular here."
That's true; she does frequently buy clothes at this store, mainly sportswear and the like.
Ning Qingyao didn't want to talk to her anymore and asked the proprietress to put the clothes away.
"OK."
The shop owner naturally recognized Ning Qingyao.
By the way, she was the one who sent her the photos of those clothes.
Ning Qingyao is always generous; if she likes something, she'll buy it.
No bargaining whatsoever.
Of course, she never asks for prices arbitrarily; she always gives her a very fair price.
"Wait, I want to see this tracksuit too."
Duan Xiaomei's birth stopped her.
"I've already bought it."
"What, can't I even take a look? Boss lady, you can't discriminate against me just because someone is rich."
"When have I discriminated against you, miss? Don't talk nonsense. I always treat my guests with the best attitude."
"You won't even let me see it?"
“Miss, that’s not how it works. Miss Ning has already decided to buy it; it’s already her dress.”
"She hasn't paid yet, so I can take a look."
Duan Xiaomei snatched it away, exclaiming, "Wow, this tracksuit is nice!"
"It's really good." The girl next to her nodded in agreement.
"Boss lady, we want this dress too." Duan Xiaomei smiled at the boss lady, showing no intention of returning the dress to Ning Qingyao.
"Miss, this dress—"
These clothes were already taken, and yet they're trying to forcibly take them. That's going too far. She vaguely remembered this young woman; after all, she used to follow this lady around a lot, and seemed to often ask Miss Ning for clothes. Why is it that now that it's a different person, she's bullying her?
"It's alright, if they want it, just give it to them. I can look at other ones."
My brother said there's no need to fight with others over clothes or similar items; if we just stroll around a couple more streets, we might find something even better.
However, if it were me in the past, I probably would have already started fighting with them.
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