Chapter 8: Capturing the Old Witch
"I will be fine only if Mingyuan's family is fine. How can you and my dad not follow suit?"
"And Xiaoxiang, Liya and I will protect him, and the Yue family and the Chen family are behind him, so he won't have to worry about anything in the future."
Shen Zhiqiu knew that Shen Xiang was the apple of Wang Fengqin's eye. As long as it was beneficial to Shen Xiang, he could control Wang Fengqin and make her stop saying things that she shouldn't say.
"Don't take medicine carelessly, and don't say anything carelessly, because the mouth can cause trouble."
"I can understand that you don't care about me, but don't you care about Liya and Xiaoxiang?"
"Think about it carefully. Does what I said make sense?"
"That makes sense, that makes sense!"
"My precious girl, you should think long-term."
Wang Fengqin nodded repeatedly with a smile on her face. It was obvious that Shen Zhiqiu's words touched her heart.
She sent Shen Liya to learn dance because she wanted her to join the art troupe, marry into a good family, and help her precious son more in the future.
But who would have thought that it was all taken by the bitch Shen Zhiqiu. First, it was Chen Can. She had finally managed to pry Chen Can into Shen Liya's hands, but she didn't expect that Chen Can would hook up with Yue Mingyuan and marry into the Yue family.
She's just like her bitch mother, relying on her seductive face to flirt with others.
But her good days are coming to an end, but before that, she has to squeeze her a little more.
"Zhi Qiu, what you said is wrong. What do you mean I don't care about you? Each of you is my life! I care about each of you!"
"Alas, that damn girl Liya is unreliable. I think Xiaoxiang will have to rely on you as his big sister in the future."
"Tell me about her. You two joined the art troupe together. You have been on stage so many times, but she can only do odd jobs backstage."
Wang Fengqin grabbed Shen Zhiqiu's hand, softened her voice, and begged her: "Zhiqiu, your leader likes you, mom begs you, you have to help Liya speak more."
Shen Zhiqiu is a soft-hearted person and cannot stand Wang Fengqin's servile attitude. His heart softened and out of kindness he subconsciously wanted to agree.
[Mom, don’t be fooled by the old witch again! 】
Yaya woke up at some point and started crying loudly, attracting Shen Zhiqiu's attention.
Shen Zhiqiu suddenly came back to her senses, and couldn't help but think that she was chosen by the head of the troupe and was selected into the art troupe. Wang Fengqin wanted to squeeze Shen Liya in as well, and begged her in the same way.
She told the group leader about it, and as a result, she was not only disliked by the group leader, but also isolated by other group members, who all thought she was showing off by relying on her ability.
"Hey, little girl, you're awake. Come, let grandma take a look."
Before Wang Fengqin could stand up, Yue Mingyuan had already come to Yaya's crib and picked her up.
"Xiao Yuan, let me do it. How can a grown man take care of a child?"
Wang Fengqin stretched out her hand to Yue Mingyuan: "Besides, you've been taking care of me all night, go and take a rest. I'm here, you don't have to worry about anything."
"fine."
Yue Mingyuan turned his body to the side, distanced himself from Wang Fengqin, turned his back to her, blocking her line of sight so that she couldn't even see Yaya.
"Zhiqiu, did I do something wrong to offend Xiaoyuan?"
Wang Fengqin awkwardly withdrew her hand. After being stunned for a few seconds, her tone was full of grievance and hurt: "He didn't treat me like this before?"
If it were in the past, Shen Zhiqiu would certainly think it was Yue Mingyuan's fault, but after hearing Yaya's thoughts, she suddenly became much clearer and realized that Wang Fengqin was deliberately acting for her to sow discord between her and Yue Mingyuan.
"That's just his temper." Shen Zhiqiu glanced at Yue Mingyuan's broad shoulders: "He doesn't talk much, and he's a little cold."
But he is a very nice and reliable person, and I feel very safe.
Shen Zhiqiu said this silently in his heart.
It’s a pity that Yue Mingyuan couldn’t hear her inner voice, so he didn’t know that Shen Zhiqiu didn’t dislike him.
Yaya saw the loneliness in Yue Mingyuan's eyes, clenched her little fists and shook them hard.
[Come on, Dad!] As long as dad always treats mom well, mom will definitely feel dad’s love! 】
With Yaya's encouragement, Yue Mingyuan's eyes lit up again. He lowered his head and kissed Yaya on the cheek: "Yaya, are you hungry?"
"Oh, look how much Xiaoyuan loves the little girl."
Wang Fengqin watched Yue Mingyuan and Yaya interacting from the side. Although she had a smile on her face, her eyes were full of jealousy and viciousness. Her hand unconsciously reached for the talisman needle in her pocket.
Little bitch, why are you so lucky!
Just wait and see how I take away all your good fortune!
Shen Zhiqiu's eyes were also on Yue Mingyuan and Yaya, but at the same time she was also glancing at Wang Fengqin out of the corner of her eye. When she saw her terrifying look, she was immediately startled, and then she felt as if a thorn was on her back, and was terrified.
Noticing her hand movements, he couldn't help but ask, "What's in your pocket? Let me see!"
As he was about to attack, Wang Fengqin quickly dodged and subconsciously protected the pocket with her hand: "What are you looking at? Toilet paper. I have had a stomachache these past few days, and I always put some paper in my pocket to avoid making a fool of myself."
"Zhiqiu, what did Xiaoyuan just call the little girl? Yaya?" Wang Fengqin changed the topic.
"Bud, the bud of seedling."
"It's the sprout of bean sprouts. Mom knows."
Wang Fengqin frowned and shook her head: "Who came up with this name? It's unlucky. The buds are so fragile and tender, it's hard for them to survive."
Mothers don't like to hear such words, Shen Zhiqiu replied coldly: "My father-in-law."
When Wang Fengqin heard that it was Yue Guohuai who came up with the name, she immediately changed her words: "My father-in-law is well-educated, so there must be a reason for the name he came up with."
"By the way, I made some small clothes for the children. Take a look." Wang Fengqin opened a bundle and took out some small clothes.
Shen Zhiqiu immediately recognized that these clothes were her mother's old clothes, which she kept in a locked cabinet.
In addition, there are the jewelry her mother left her.
As Wang Fengqin shook her clothes, her collar opened to the side, revealing a silver chain, which was one of the jewelry her mother left her.
She...how could she touch these damn things!
This is the memory her mother left for her!
Shen Zhiqiu's face was pale, her hands tightly grasped the quilt, and she used all her strength to stop her body from shaking.
"I worked up several nights to make this, Zhiqiu, what do you think?"
Wang Fengqin saw that Shen Zhiqiu looked unhappy, and took the initiative to admit: "Zhiqiu, don't be angry, this is what mom opened your closet and altered with eldest sister's clothes, thinking that she is the little girl's grandmother."
[She did it on purpose!] 】
[Mom, don’t be angry!] Getting sick from anger is just what she wants! 】
[Don't argue with her openly, you will suffer! 】
Yaya was very worried, afraid that her mother would be the same as in her previous life.
The old witch did the same thing in my previous life, and my mother got furious on the spot.
When my grandparents came over, the old witch acted aggrieved and acted like a good stepmother, but my mother was so angry that she lost her mind and said things she shouldn't have, causing my grandparents and other family members to misunderstand my mother without knowing it, and their impression of her became even worse.
The most important thing is that the old witch deliberately wanted to make Mom angry at this time in order to destroy her body. In this way, the evil spirit of the talisman needles would further harm Mom, and coupled with the Chinese medicine she added to the food...she just wanted to kill Mom!
"Grandma? Although Yaya's grandma has passed away for many years, who would give a child clothes of a dead person?"
The voice is heard before the person sees it.
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