Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

She suddenly remembered that she had entrusted her daughter to that person, and that person had been playing the piano since childhood.She thought that person was her best best friend. They grew up together, and they never talked about anything. When she told her secret, she was even willing to let her child be born early and give her child Taken over to raise together.

How grateful she was to her at the beginning, how afraid of her now.

She was afraid that the civet cat in her hand would be exchanged for the prince, and she would mistakenly marry her own daughter.

Once you have a thought in your mind, that thought can never stop.

She stood hesitantly at the door and looked at Su Qingqing. The more she looked, the more she felt that that oval face looked like her best friend.

"Mom?" Seeing her standing at the door, Yi Ningxiu frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Yi looked back at him with a guilty conscience, her eyes dodged: "No...it's nothing..."

She hurried into the room, and Yi Ningxiu walked in behind her.

When he saw her flustered appearance, he somehow felt a little subtle.

Ever since the nurse came out yesterday and said that Su Qingqing's blood type was different from hers, his mother had been acting weird.

And this subtlety has reached its peak at this moment.

He looked at Mrs. Yi standing one meter away from Su Qingqing's bed, hesitating not to approach, as if the one lying on the bed was not her beloved Su Qingqing, but some scourge.

This is not at all the same as Mrs. Yi who rushed towards Su Qingqing as if she was dead when Su Qingqing was injured.

What is his mother... hiding?

A trace of doubt quietly sowed in his heart.

Mrs. Yi stood hesitantly in the room, she looked at Su Qingqing lying on the bed, this face she had seen for 20 years, at this moment, she felt strange for no reason.The more she looked, the more frightened she felt, she was so frightened that she wished she could rush out the door now and never look at her again...

With her heart pounding rapidly in her chest, she took a deep breath and turned to look at Yi Ningxiu.

"Ning Xiu, do you know Qianqian's blood type?"

Yi Ningxiu looked at her quietly with deep eyes, and said, "Type A."

Mrs. Yi staggered, took a step back, barely supported the wall behind her, her face was as white as paper, and her body trembled violently.

That doubt, as if at this moment, has come true.

And this truth, to her, was no less than a nightmare.

"Mom?" Seeing her appearance, Yi Ningxiu was startled, and walked over to try to support her, "What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Yi trembled in Yi Ningxiu's arms for a long time, and then said intermittently: "Take me...to find her..."

Yi Ningxiu was stunned, "Mom, she's leaving today."

Mrs. Yi grabbed his arm and begged, "Ning Xiu, take me to find her... She may not have left yet, let's go to the airport to see!"

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yi Ningxiu frowned, he couldn't figure out why his mother was so abnormal overnight.

"Ning Xiu, please stop asking now, shall we go to the airport? We need to find her, I...I can't, lose her again..." As she spoke, she finally broke down and cried Get up, "I'm sorry for her... Ning Xiu, take me to her, I want to see her!"