Ozawa Nami didn't want to go to the hospital; a stomachache wasn't a big deal.
Besides, it's so late, it's too much trouble.
"Okay, I'll go find it for you."
Su Jiani immediately returned to the living room and found the medicine box under the coffee table.
I have cold medicine and fever medicine, but unfortunately, I'm out of stomach medicine.
Su Jianni decided to go out to buy it. There was a pharmacy downstairs, and it was 8 p.m., so it should still be open.
So she greeted Nami Ozawa and quickly walked out the door without even changing out of her pajamas.
Push open the gate of the residential area.
Su Jianni squinted slightly as she was blinded by a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class with its headlights on, parked at the entrance.
I can't see the owner of the car, but it's pretty cool. I'll buy one like it when I earn money in the future.
The older sister also has many cars, but none of them are this model; they are all relatively small supercars.
Su Jiani didn't stop, she jogged across the road and arrived at the pharmacy on the other side.
I specifically explained to the shop assistant that the older sister had been drinking alcohol and wanted a stomach medicine with Chinese herbal ingredients.
After settling the bill.
Su Jiani carried the medicine and walked back.
The black Mercedes remained parked in the same spot.
Su Jiani didn't think much of it and prepared to walk around the Mercedes into the residential area, but unexpectedly the car door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
A tall woman wearing a black trench coat stepped down.
Su Jianni hadn't intended to look at her much, but after a casual glance, she was captivated by the woman and her gaze remained fixed on her.
She had seen beautiful women before; any one of the women around her father was a stunning beauty, and each had her own unique charm.
But the person in front of me is different from Nami Ozawa, Song Lingshan, Song Qiluo, and Ye Xiaoman.
She's so tall, I'd guess she's 175cm. She has a great figure, just like an international supermodel, with a slim waist and long legs.
Her face is absolutely stunning.
Despite sporting a terrible middle-parted hairstyle that clings to the scalp, her perfect bone structure completely prevents it from diminishing her good looks.
Her skin is fair and radiant, and her facial proportions are perfect. She looks sophisticated and has a captivating presence, making her perfect for filming.
Her overall demeanor is aloof and ethereal, like a plum blossom blooming in winter, proud and unyielding, a beautiful sight to behold simply by standing there.
Su Jianni stood there, stunned, admiring the beautiful woman, completely forgetting that Ozawa Nami was still at home waiting for her to get her medicine.
The woman suddenly curled her lips into a smile, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, and her voice became somewhat hoarse.
"Nini."
Su Jiani was taken aback and asked in surprise.
"Huh? How do you know my name?"
Could this pretty lady be related to Dad again? No way, could it be that all the beauties in Beijing have their eyes on Dad?
Zhao Qingsi suppressed the surging emotions within her.
"I am your mother."
She returned to China last month, found out Su Luo's address, and has been waiting here every day for her daughter to come back.
Su Jiani's mind went blank, and she mechanically repeated the sentence.
"Mother?"
Is this woman, whose age is hard to guess, really my mother, whom I've never met before?
How is that possible?
He's been gone for thirteen years, and suddenly he's back? Really?
Moreover, she felt that she was nothing like the woman in front of her who claimed to be her mother, whether in height or facial features and temperament.
I've always been short, and I'm always at the front of the line when we do aerobics. I'm also very cute, but the woman in front of me is anything but cute.
Zhao Qingsi said gently.
“Your father’s name is Lu Lihua, and you have a heart-shaped blue birthmark on your left calf.”
"?!?!"
Su Jiani's eyes widened, completely unable to refute, and she asked in a trembling voice.
"You, you're really my mother? But why don't I look like you at all?"
Damn it, she thinks her mother is prettier and that she's so inferior. Why didn't she inherit such a movie star face?
Zhao Qingsi said with remorse.
“Mom didn’t look like this before.”
As he spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket, bent down, and showed Su Jiani some old photos.
Su Jianni looked at the image of her mother on the screen and her eyes lit up. That's right, this one looks a bit like her.
Her eyes and mouth, but what frustrated her was that she felt her mother used to be prettier than her.
She pouted, looking aggrieved.
Tears welled up uncontrollably, large drops streaming down my face.
When Zhao Qingsi saw her daughter crying, she hurriedly explained.
“Nini, you’re just not grown up yet. You’ll definitely be prettier than Mommy when you grow up, and you’re already very pretty now.”
Su Jiani shook her head, her tears flowing even more fiercely.
She wasn't crying because she wasn't as pretty as her mother, but because she resented her mother for neglecting her all these years.
It suddenly appeared right in front of me, catching me completely off guard.
I was completely unprepared, and I felt both happy and sad.
Zhao Qingsi squatted down, reached out and hugged her daughter, and said with remorse.
"I'm sorry, Mom really didn't mean to abandon you back then. For the past thirteen years, Mom has thought about you every day. Mom really wants to come back to your side..."
Not long after she gave birth to her daughter, she killed her father, stepmother, and stepsister. The evidence was conclusive, and if she hadn't run away, she would have been executed.
During her years abroad, she missed her daughter and husband every moment.
Su Jiani forcefully broke free from her embrace, rubbed her eyes hard, glared at her angrily, and said excitedly.
"You're lying. If you really missed me, why did you only come to see me now?"
"Do you know how sad I was when my father died? Do you know that he was calling your name when he died?"
"Do you know that I have a new father, but he left me too? You know nothing about this!"
"You are not my mother at all. My mother died thirteen years ago!"
“Nini, I didn’t lie to you. I can explain. Please listen to my explanation, I…”
Zhao Qingsi had absolutely no courage to tell her daughter that she was a murderer and was still wanted by the police.
If she found out, wouldn't her daughter be even more resistant to her?
Although she had a compelling reason to kill, she didn't want her daughter to know her motive.
Su Jiani became even more agitated, her blood rushing to her head.
"Then explain yourself! I'm giving you a chance, so say something! Why aren't you saying anything!"
hateful!
Mom, hurry up and give her a reason that she can convince herself.
She really hoped her mother would give her a reason to forgive her.
Now she has a mother too, and she won't be secretly mocked by her classmates anymore.
That way, Mom won't be that faceless monster in the dream anymore.
Zhao Qingsi gently coaxed Su Jiani by pressing her shoulder.
"Nini, calm down. Come home with Mommy first, and Mommy will explain everything to you slowly, okay? Mommy bought you so many gifts, so many!"
She came back this time to take her daughter abroad so she can live with her.
She had already learned about Su Luo's recent bizarre experiences and his messy romantic history.
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