Her Overbearing Man

As a parent, she had no feelings at all, as if they were just useful and good people in her easy-to-use methods.

Those small, casual things add up, and finally let the original Zhao Qiyu also some feelings of Li Hui, completely disappointed.

Every time her husband reminds her, she is more and more unable to understand what Zhao Qiyu has done.

But also let her know what kind of person her daughter is.

She did not believe in those days, and finally slowly learned the kind of husband, do not care.

Love is deep, responsibility is strong.

She used to care about everything about her daughter, so whenever she did something wrong, or went the wrong way, she would remind her.

Also because she does not follow her said, to correct and angry.

It's all because she's her daughter.

And when she slowly put down those, only Zhao Qiyu as a blood relationship of strangers.

The daughter is stupid and innocent.

More than once, she wondered what she had done wrong and how her daughter would become.

She has only two children.

One disappeared in his early years, so far, has not been seen, and the other, because of the child's disappearance, has increased her safety factor several times.

Even then, she and her husband ignored her for some reason.

But her attention, almost no, can only change.

At the age of ten, the attention of almost every moment finally stopped.

But that doesn't mean that she and her husband gave up on Zhao Qiyu.

On the contrary, it is because they regard her as a daughter that they have no choice but to give up all aspects of her protection.

She wants to fly alone.

Li Hui never thought that Zhao Qiyu regretted becoming like that.

But she has no ability to change her.

She is not without trying, but that time of disappointment, as well as Zhao Qiyu more and more apathetic words, finally let her have no choice to give up.

Maybe one day in the future, they will have the day of reconciliation.

Maybe it's a complete stranger.

But now two people can't guess what will happen in the future.

Even if those good or bad things really happen.

But not now.

She thought about it for a while. When the doorbell rang again, she finally decided to open the door.

Zhao Qiyu, also wearing household clothes, stood at the door, holding a pillow tightly in her arms.

The eyes are moist and look pathetic.

"What's the matter?"

"Mom..." Zhao Qiyu held the pillow, some hope, but also as if she did not dare to open her mouth biting her lips, asked her carefully, "I... I can't sleep, can I sleep with my mom tonight..."

"Good."

Even without hesitation, Zhao Qiyu heard the unexpected answer.

She slightly lowered her head, eyes full of surprised light, originally thought that there would be something difficult and so on, it seems that she thought too much.

"Really, thank you, mom."

Zhao Qiyu raised her head in surprise, looked at Li Hui, and then held her shyly, "I like my mother best."

The voice is dull and comes out of my arms.

She did not see, Li Hui tfboy, fell on the ground, cold eyes, there is no facial expression.

It was as if the person holding her didn't deserve her to care.

Li Hui didn't know what it was like when Zhao Qiyu fell into her arms.

But those calculations and utilization that she had deliberately ignored, after she learned not to take care of her daughter, but the natural protective barrier on Zhao Qiyu disappeared.

She just discovered, Zhao Qiyu is a how terrible and thoughtful, hypocritical person.

Clearly tone that kind of false feelings just need a little bit of attention, can hear, that face her forced smile, also can easily see through, but she used so many years, until now, there is no way, completely do not care.

It's like now, I can hear her hypocrisy and see through her mask.

But she had no way to tear her down.

Even when she did that, Li Hui's heart was still aching.

Why is it that she and her daughter, who are obviously closer than anyone else in the world, have fallen to such a state.

To deceive each other, with a hypocritical and ridiculous face to cover up those disputes, showing a warm mother daughter love.

Although her heart was full of ups and downs, Li Hui was still on her face.

She stretched out her hand and pushed Zhao Qiyu. Then she pulled away and went inside. "Come in and talk."

Her indifferent appearance made Zhao Qiyu dissatisfied.

When she treated Bai Linlin before Ming Ming, she was not like this.

But that also shows that she regards her as her own person and does not hide her bad temper.

As for Bai Linlin, she was just a stranger, so she was so polite to her.

Zhao Qiyu, who originally came to test Li Hui but didn't really want to sleep with her, tries to get the answer she wants. She thinks the test is very satisfying.

"I'm sorry, mom. I suddenly remember that I still have a friend who forgot to call. She asked me to bring her something back in the United States. I forgot. I'll call her when I go back. Otherwise, mom should go to bed first and wait for me to finish the call..."

She seemed unable to speak any more. She felt guilty and uneasy in her voice.

"It's too late. Just have a rest after calling. Don't be too tired."

Li Huiru, as Zhao Qiyu would like, speaks out what she is looking forward to.

Zhao Qiyu silent satisfaction smile.

Only at this time did she feel that her mother, whom she did not like very much, was still satisfactory.

"Then... Mom will have a rest early. I'll go back to my room first..."

"Well."

The two closest people can't see each other's faces.

But Li Hui has been able to guess who Zhao Qiyu is and what kind of proud expression she has.

Zhao Qiyu's footsteps gradually disappeared without a trace. She stood there with a heavy face and deep fatigue in her eyes.

It's not just physical fatigue, perhaps, but also mental fatigue.

Ann was still sleepy, but her cheeks were not as thin as before, and there was a little ruddy.

Unlike before, even if you fall asleep, you frown because of pain, which is shocking.

Bai Linlin sat on the stool beside the hospital bed, but for the first time, she didn't put all her thoughts on An'an.

Most of her thoughts were on the person standing in the window on the other side of the ward.

Even if she didn't dare to take a look, she didn't care about his existence all the time.