Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

After a few seconds, she suddenly covered her ears and let out a scream of collapse—"Ah——!"

Yi Ningxiu was taken aback by her. He tried to reach out to support her, but Mrs. Yi suddenly stood up, took a few steps back, and looked at him with desperate and shocked eyes.

Tears fell from her eyes, "Ning Xiu..."

"Ning Xiu..."

She softly called her son's name, covering her face with trembling hands, "I don't... don't want to recognize her... I have no face to see her, no face to recognize her..."

She did too many things wrong, calculated too much, and lost too much. In the end, she didn't even dare to recognize her only flesh and blood. She didn't dare to admit her failure. Both sons are lost.

It's just that she didn't expect that Yi Ningxiu finally found out.

She didn't know what to do, and she didn't even dare to look at him. She really knew she was wrong, but would it work?

Seeing his mother in pain, Yi Ningxiu felt even more uncomfortable.

He came here for no reason, but to seek the truth.

But when the truth was clearly laid out in front of him, he found that he really couldn't accept it.

It turned out that what Mu Qiaozhi said was true...

With a hoarse voice, he asked in a low voice: "You don't recognize her...why did you tell me to go find her? Mom, I really don't want to talk about you..." He said with difficulty, "You are really... more than I imagined. The middle ones are even more selfish.”

Mrs. Yi was shocked. She put down her hands soaked in tears and looked at Yi Ningxiu who was sitting on the chair.

Yi Ningxiu's face was ugly, under the light, it was a kind of bluish pale, as if all the blood in his body had faded at this moment.

"It's my fault..." Mrs. Yi shed tears and whispered, "It's all my fault... It was me who turned my daughter into a thief, and I pushed my daughter to the end with my own hands..." She looked at the girl with tears in her eyes. Looking at Yi Ningxiu, he said softly, "Ningxiu, Mom knows I was wrong, I really know I was wrong...Can you forgive me?"

She stepped forward cautiously and held Yi Ningxiu's fingers. She was afraid that Yi Ningxiu would throw her away. He looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger.

But in the end he still didn't move.

"You beg me to forgive you...then haven't you thought about asking her to forgive you?"

Mrs. Yi opened her mouth and said after a while, "She won't forgive me."

Yi Ningxiu looked at his mother and sneered after a while.

He didn't say anything, he just felt exhausted.

Didn't do anything, just decided in my heart that the other party would not forgive.

Even if you don't work hard, you can't reflect on what you have done.

Such a person, how can the other party forgive you?

He looked at the lights above his head and said softly: "If...you could tell her earlier, she would forgive you. She has always... hoped that someone could love her. "

"But now, it's impossible. She already knew, but she never talked about you. She didn't intend to recognize you."

The appearance of that person seems to have abandoned the past and will never miss it again.

Mrs. Yi held Yi Ningxiu's finger. She listened to what Yi Ningxiu said. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength without saying a word.

The fingertips held in the palm of his hand were getting colder and colder. There was an awkward silence in the room. Mrs. Yi waited for a while before she dared to look up at him.

This glance made her dizzy - "Ning Xiu! What's wrong with you?!"

She cried, "Help! Help! Help!"

The young man sitting on the chair was as pale as snow, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a bright bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, leaving a glaring mark on his pale face.

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