"Then dear dad, mom and I are waiting for your good news. As long as you fulfill your promise, I will give you everything with my own hands."
"Okay, it's settled."
After hanging up the line, Ning Yazhi stared at the phone in confusion for a while, feeling extremely complicated in her heart. She never thought that one day she would negotiate with her biological father.
The family affection that I have been looking forward to since childhood is like walking on thin ice.
"Xiaoya, who are you talking to?!" came the weak voice of her mother. Ning Yazhi quickly wiped her face, opened the door with a bright smile and said, "Mom, are you awake?"
My mother felt so sad that she couldn't even sleep well. She had taken a sedative and woke up not long after falling asleep. She must have had a very hard sleep.
Zhuo Qianshi gave a weak but beautiful smile: "I heard you talking outside, is Mr. Mu here?"
Ning Yazhi apologized: "I'm sorry, Mom, I woke you up." She sat by the bed, picked up the porridge, and said, "Mom, the porridge is no longer hot. You have something good to eat as soon as you wake up. You are really lucky.
"
Then he fed his mother a small bowl, but Zhuo Qianshi couldn't eat anymore.
She felt sad again, but her smile was still bright: "Mom, let me tell you some good news. Dad and I were talking on the phone just now."
"You and dad are talking on the phone. It seems that you and him are much closer." Zhuo Qianshi's tone sounded very calm, but Ning Yazhi noticed carefully that there was inexplicable sadness in her mother's eyes, mixed with
A touch of joy.
Does such complicated feelings prove that mother still cares about father?
While Ning Yazhi secretly observed her mother's expression, she said, "Mom, aren't you curious at all about what my father and I talked about?"
Zhuo Qianshi seemed to ask casually: "What did you talk about? Was it pleasant?" Her voice seemed to be trembling a little, trembling with excitement.
In the past, Ning Yazhi was careless. She had just met her mother and was in a state of excitement. She didn't pay much attention to Zhuo Qianshi's emotions. What's more, at that time, Ning Yazhi didn't understand how complicated the world of feelings was, let alone what love was.
, so I don’t even know what my mother is thinking.
Now, her tangled feelings for Mu Chengfeng finally understand her mother's complicated love-hate feelings towards Ning Jiahao.
She was almost certain that her mother still had a deep love for her father, but everything her father did disappointed her, so she buried her love deeply. Ning Yazhi saw with her own eyes that there was something in her mother's eyes that she couldn't hide.
of excitement.
Ning Yazhi said: "Dad just said that he would take you back to Ning Yazhi and compensate mom for your wedding that year. I agreed on my behalf."
"What?!" Zhuo Qianshi held Ning Yazhi's hand tightly, and her face changed slightly: "Xiaoya, what exactly did you say to him? There is no way he would say this in person."
She couldn't help but laugh a little. It seemed that her mother was the person who knew her father best in the world. She smiled casually: "Mom, you are so nervous. You really know your father. However, that was what my father said to me personally. He
I want to grant you a wedding and the title of Mrs. Ning."
A flash of joy flashed across Zhuo Qianshi's eyes, but it was fleeting, and then she became sad, and her lips twitched bitterly: "Impossible, Xiaoya, don't lie to your mother, what on earth did you say to him?
Or are we talking about a deal?" "Then dear dad, mom and I are waiting for your good news. As long as you fulfill your promise, I will give you everything with my own hands."
"Okay, it's settled."
After hanging up the line, Ning Yazhi stared at the phone in confusion for a while, feeling extremely complicated in her heart. She never thought that one day she would negotiate with her biological father.
The family affection that I have been looking forward to since childhood is like walking on thin ice.
"Xiaoya, who are you talking to?!" came the weak voice of her mother. Ning Yazhi quickly wiped her face, opened the door with a bright smile and said, "Mom, are you awake?"
My mother felt so sad that she couldn't even sleep well. She had taken a sedative and woke up not long after falling asleep. She must have had a very hard sleep.
Zhuo Qianshi gave a weak but beautiful smile: "I heard you talking outside, is Mr. Mu here?"
Ning Yazhi apologized: "I'm sorry, Mom, I woke you up." She sat by the bed, picked up the porridge, and said, "Mom, the porridge is no longer hot. You have something good to eat as soon as you wake up. You are really lucky.
"
Then he fed his mother a small bowl, but Zhuo Qianshi couldn't eat anymore.
She felt sad again, but her smile was still bright: "Mom, let me tell you some good news. Dad and I were talking on the phone just now."
"You and dad are talking on the phone. It seems that you and him are much closer." Zhuo Qianshi's tone sounded very calm, but Ning Yazhi noticed carefully that there was inexplicable sadness in her mother's eyes, mixed with
A touch of joy.
Does such complicated feelings prove that mother still cares about father?
While Ning Yazhi secretly observed her mother's expression, she said, "Mom, aren't you curious at all about what my father and I talked about?"
Zhuo Qianshi seemed to ask casually: "What did you talk about? Was it pleasant?" Her voice seemed to be trembling a little, trembling with excitement.
In the past, Ning Yazhi was careless. She had just met her mother and was in a state of excitement. She didn't pay much attention to Zhuo Qianshi's emotions. What's more, at that time, Ning Yazhi didn't understand how complicated the world of feelings was, let alone what love was.
, so I don’t even know what my mother is thinking.
Now, her tangled feelings for Mu Chengfeng finally understand her mother's complicated love-hate feelings towards Ning Jiahao.
She was almost certain that her mother still had a deep love for her father, but everything her father did disappointed her, so she buried her love deeply. Ning Yazhi saw with her own eyes that there was something in her mother's eyes that she couldn't hide.
of excitement.
Ning Yazhi said: "Dad just said that he would take you back to Ning Yazhi and compensate mom for your wedding that year. I agreed on my behalf."
"What?!" Zhuo Qianshi held Ning Yazhi's hand tightly, and her face changed slightly: "Xiaoya, what exactly did you say to him? There is no way he would say this in person."
She couldn't help but laugh a little. It seemed that her mother was the person who knew her father best in the world. She smiled casually: "Mom, you are so nervous. You really know your father. However, that was what my father said to me personally. He
I want to grant you a wedding and the title of Mrs. Ning."
A flash of joy flashed across Zhuo Qianshi's eyes, but it was fleeting, and then she became sad, and her lips twitched bitterly: "Impossible, Xiaoya, don't lie to your mother, what on earth did you say to him?