Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

He Bing lowered his eyebrows and didn't speak.

Zhao Lei looked at the girl. The bright red blood dripped down and whitened her goose egg face. He suddenly realized that his tone was too heavy, "Bingbing, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm just too anxious..."

He Bing gently shook his head, "I'm fine."

"Is it really all right?"

"I won't see you off. I'm a little tired. I'll go back first." he Bing turned and left.

Zhao Lei stood in place and looked at the Qiao shadow of he Bing for a long time.

......

In the middle of the night, Yang Jindou suddenly woke up. She felt very thirsty, so she went out of the door to pour water.

When she passed by the door of he Bing's house, she found that the light inside was still on. It was two or three o'clock in the morning. He Bing hadn't slept yet?

Yang Jindou reached out and pushed open the door of the room.

The room was silent. There was a dim yellow light in it. He Bing leaned lightly on the balcony and held himself in his two fiber arms. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Bingbing." Yang Jindou shouted.

He Bing didn't respond. He didn't seem to hear it.

Yang Jindou is a little flustered, because he Bing has been too quiet since Xiao Cheng died. She always feels silent and will break out in silence.

Yang Jindou came forward and shouted again, "Bingbing."

He Bing just regained his mind. She turned her head and looked at Yang Jindou, "Oh, mom, why are you here?"

"Bingbing, what are you thinking? It's early in the morning. Why don't you sleep?" Yang Jindou asked nervously.

"Mom, I can't sleep. Go to sleep. I'm fine."

The more she said this, the more upset Yang Jindou felt, "Bingbing, you and Zhao Lei are going to get married soon. Are you nervous because you want to be a bride?"

He Bing didn't answer this question. She slowly stretched out her little hand and hugged Yang Jindou, "Mom."

She gave a little cry and played coquettish with a whisper like a little daughter.

Yang Jindou knows her daughter's character very well. She is by no means the kind of person who will act like a spoiled child. "Bingbing, what's the matter with you? Tell your mother what's on your mind. You make your mother feel very uneasy."

"Your father has gone. You are my mother's only relative in the world. If something happens to you, my mother doesn't want to live."

Yang Jindou's eyes are red.

He Bing held Yang Jindou tightly. She was still silent. The slender feather Jie fell slowly. For a long time, she whispered, "Mom, I've worked very hard."

Mom, I've worked hard.

This sentence made Yang Jindou feel painful. She raised her hand and stroked her daughter's hair. "Bingbing, since... He died, you haven't shed a tear. If you want to cry, cry out loudly, and mom will accompany you."

Cry?

He Bing felt that her eyes were dry and astringent. There was nothing in them. She didn't want to cry and couldn't cry at all.

"Mom, have I never told you?"

"What?"

"Mom, I love you. For so many years, like my father, I have always loved you deeply. No one can replace you. Although you left us, the position around us has been reserved for you. Mom, I love you."

......

Yang Jindou had a nightmare. She dreamed of he Bing. In the dream, he Bing held her tightly and said to her, "Mom, I love you, but I'm sorry, I have to go."

She held he Bing tightly. "Bingbing, where are you going? It's so dark this night. Where are you going alone? Tell your mother quickly."

He Bing just smiled, "Mom, I've worked hard, but... It's still useless..."

Yang Jindou's heart sank continuously and sank to the bottom of the valley. She desperately grabbed he Bing, but he Bing still slipped away from her palm.

"Bingbing! Bingbing!"