Linghu Lan stared at Ye Qingluo with emotionless eyes, a mocking smile on her lips.
"Sister! What are you doing?"
elder sister?
Ye Qingluo probably never wanted to have a younger sister like Ye Qinghuan.
In her heart, love is paramount. Family and friendship are things that can be discarded.
However, having experienced so many worlds and witnessed so many lives, Linghu Lan knew that love without the support of family and friendship was truly fragile and easily broken.
Ye Qingluo's cold eyes were like frost. She was clearly stunned when she saw Linghu Lan, and a flame of hatred burned in her eyes.
Linghu Lan smiled slightly, her watery eyes sparkling.
"My sister must be very happy for me."
Sister, sister!
Ye Qingluo's heart was screaming, "Don't call me sister! I never wanted you to come into this world!"
She glared at Linghu Lan and pushed her wheelchair outside.
Fang Meichun took the phone from Linghu Lan and had just dialed Ye Jun's number when she noticed Ye Qingluo's unusual behavior and couldn't help but ask, "Qingluo, where are you going?"
"Your happiness is too dazzling; I'm going out to wash my eyes," Ye Qingluo replied coldly, showing no fear of hurting Fang Meichun's feelings.
She harbored resentment; she resented why they hadn't taken better care of her and why they hadn't given her a healthy body after she was born.
She had long been disgusted with this body.
Her powerful soul is imprisoned in such a broken body. Who is God punishing? What did she do wrong?
Fang Meichun's face turned deathly pale, her heart ached, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Qingluo, Mom is just so happy that I might not have considered your feelings. It's not convenient for you to go outside alone. Wait a while, and Mom will call the doctor to come and check on Qinghuan's health. When Dad comes, Mom will go out with you, okay?"
Ye Qingluo paused, not turning around, and coldly said, "No need. You probably don't know, but while you were busy taking care of your youngest daughter, your eldest daughter collapsed alone in her hospital room, with no one to care for her. She woke up all by herself. You should take good care of your youngest daughter!"
Fang Meichun had a severe chest pain.
Ye Qingluo had been experiencing intermittent dizziness and wakefulness these past few days, so her hospital room was right next to Ye Qinghuan's.
She had already woken up this morning and said she wanted to sleep for a while and play on the computer for a bit, so she entrusted her to the caregiver and went to do some other things before coming back to check on Qinghuan.
Unexpectedly, Qingluo fainted again.
She was a terrible mother.
Overwhelmed with guilt, her voice softened, completely disregarding Ye Qingluo's rudeness and harshness. She said remorsefully, "It was my fault, Qingluo. Please forgive me, okay? I love you, and I love Qinghuan too. You're both my daughters, equally dear to me. I won't favor one over the other. Are you feeling better now? Wait for me a moment, I'll go with you to the checkup..."
"Wait, wait, wait! I don't want to wait any longer!" Ye Qingluo screamed, venting her resentment accumulated over the years.
Too lazy to say anything more to Fang Meichun, she steered her wheelchair out.
Fang Meichun's weakness and vulnerability were not to be underestimated.
She will never understand that a person's weakness stems from love in their heart. Just like herself, she was willing to be as soft as mud in front of Sheng Hong, yet she took up a steel fork and put on armor in front of her own mother.
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