289. Chapter 289 Don't want me, don't want you to leave me 3
"Mom...I..." Xiaoya looked at the pain in her mother's eyes and felt extremely complicated.
"Xiaoya..." Zhuo Qianshi choked up: "If it weren't for me, you would have a happy family. Even...you are the eldest lady, instead of appearing in front of your mother with such scars. You know that your mother can't
How sad is it to protect you?"
"Mom, it's none of your business that I'm like this. It's not because I'm having a bad life. It's because I accidentally fell... Ah no, I'm... ugh..." Ning Yazhi was a little incoherent.
I couldn't bear to see my mother cry, so she blurted out: "Mom, I promise you, I will call him daddy, and I will be the eldest daughter of the Ning family, don't worry."
Only then did Zhuo Qianshi smile: "This is a good boy. Come on, mom will dress you."
Ning Yazhi was immediately embarrassed. Mom, she is not a three-year-old child. Can she dress herself?
However, when she thought that her mother never took care of her, she felt regretful in her heart, so she treated her like a child and silently allowed her mother to pick out clothes.
What surprised her was that there were still colorful designer clothes in the cabinet, and the sizes were exactly the same as hers. Zhuo Qianshi was even more worried in her heart. That Mr. Mu even knew the sizes of Xiaoya's clothes. The relationship between them
The relationship was closer than she expected.
Because of this, she asked Ning Yazhi to agree to be the eldest lady of the Ning family. With the reputation of the Ning family, it would also be a kind of protection for her in the future.
A month is not much time, so Ning Yazhi and her mother stayed here for three days. Mother and daughter had countless things to say. Most of the time Ning Yazhi talked about her childhood, and her mother listened quietly.
This is a good place to drink tea and talk at sunset.
Later, my mother also talked about the past between her and Ning Jiahao, her father.
Bit by bit, my mother at that time was a woman immersed in love. From her words, my father loved her very much.
The more Ning Yazhi listened, the more frightened she became. In the more than twenty years of prison life, besides worrying about herself, her mother was most worried about despair, the despair of being betrayed by love. She loved her father wholeheartedly, but later she had nothing, not even her daughter.
Raised by myself.
"Mom, why are you in jail?" Ning Yazhi couldn't help but ask.
Zhuo Qianshi just picked up the tea. This question made her pause. A complicated look appeared on her calm face, and even her eyes became complicated. She lowered her eyes and then smiled: "You don't need to know these, they are already dust."
It’s settled.”
Ning Yazhi was not an idiot, and of course she could guess that her mother was hiding something from her.
The reason for being imprisoned is so hard to tell? You can’t even tell it to your biological daughter? Intuition tells Ning Yazhi that her mother’s imprisonment is definitely not simple.
How can she help her mother?
By the way, Mu Chengfeng, he has great powers, he must know why my mother is in jail.
Aunt Yun said politely from behind: "Xiaoya, sir is here. He is downstairs. Please change your clothes and go out for dinner with him."
Ning Yazhi's back stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal the next moment.
Zhuo Qianshi was always a very shrewd person. How could he not notice his daughter's sudden change? He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Mu is here, the owner of this house. I happen to want to meet this man who helped me but has been unable to do so."
Someone who didn't show up." She wanted to know who could help their mother and daughter so unconditionally, yet make her daughter feel horrified when she heard his name. "Mom...I..." Xiaoya
Seeing the pain in my mother's eyes, I felt extremely complicated.
"Xiaoya..." Zhuo Qianshi choked up: "If it weren't for me, you would have a happy family. Even...you are the eldest lady, instead of appearing in front of your mother with such scars. You know that your mother can't
How sad is it to protect you?"
"Mom, it's none of your business that I'm like this. It's not because I'm having a bad life. It's because I accidentally fell... Ah no, I'm... ugh..." Ning Yazhi was a little incoherent.
I couldn't bear to see my mother cry, so she blurted out: "Mom, I promise you, I will call him daddy, and I will be the eldest daughter of the Ning family, don't worry."
Only then did Zhuo Qianshi smile: "This is a good boy. Come on, mom will dress you."
Ning Yazhi was immediately embarrassed. Mom, she is not a three-year-old child. Can she dress herself?
However, when she thought that her mother never took care of her, she felt regretful in her heart, so she treated her like a child and silently allowed her mother to pick out clothes.
What surprised her was that there were still colorful designer clothes in the cabinet, and the sizes were exactly the same as hers. Zhuo Qianshi was even more worried in her heart. That Mr. Mu even knew the sizes of Xiaoya's clothes. The relationship between them
The relationship was closer than she expected.
Because of this, she asked Ning Yazhi to agree to be the eldest lady of the Ning family. With the reputation of the Ning family, it would also be a kind of protection for her in the future.
A month is not much time, so Ning Yazhi and her mother stayed here for three days. Mother and daughter had countless things to say. Most of the time Ning Yazhi talked about her childhood, and her mother listened quietly.
This is a good place to drink tea and talk at sunset.
Later, my mother also talked about the past between her and Ning Jiahao, her father.
Bit by bit, my mother at that time was a woman immersed in love. From her words, my father loved her very much.
The more Ning Yazhi listened, the more frightened she became. In the more than twenty years of prison life, besides worrying about herself, her mother was most worried about despair, the despair of being betrayed by love. She loved her father wholeheartedly, but later she had nothing, not even her daughter.
Raised by myself.
"Mom, why are you in jail?" Ning Yazhi couldn't help but ask.
Zhuo Qianshi just picked up the tea. This question made her pause. A complicated look appeared on her calm face, and even her eyes became complicated. She lowered her eyes and then smiled: "You don't need to know these, they are already dust."
It’s settled.”
Ning Yazhi was not an idiot, and of course she could guess that her mother was hiding something from her.
The reason for being imprisoned is so hard to tell? You can’t even tell it to your biological daughter? Intuition tells Ning Yazhi that her mother’s imprisonment is definitely not simple.
How can she help her mother?
By the way, Mu Chengfeng, he has great powers, he must know why my mother is in jail.
Aunt Yun said politely from behind: "Xiaoya, sir is here. He is downstairs. Please change your clothes and go out for dinner with him."
Ning Yazhi's back stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal the next moment.
Zhuo Qianshi was always a very shrewd person. How could he not notice his daughter's sudden change? He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Mu is here, the owner of this house. I happen to want to meet this man who helped me but has been unable to do so."
Someone who didn't show up." She wanted to know who could help their mother and daughter so unconditionally, but yet make her daughter feel horrified whenever she heard his name.