And Yaqing, although this child is not her biological child, he is really filial to her, always staying with her, taking care of her body, and caring about her condition.
There is no more caring child in this world than Yaqing.
After Yaqing was imprisoned, Lu's mother could not pretend that nothing had happened and coexist peacefully with Lu Xixin.
This is unfair to Yaqing!
She can't be sorry to Yaqing.
So...so I can only give up on Lu Xixin.
Even though this was the child she held dear to her heart!
——
Shen's study room.
Lu Xixin was sitting on the sofa, holding her chin in her left hand and holding a document bag in her right hand. She didn't open it, but just looked at it in trance.
Shen Jiayao came in from the door, wearing a white and gray home clothes. The soft fabric blended with his sharp temperament, making the whole person feel a little warmer.
He walked in slowly, sat next to Lu Xixin, and glanced at it lightly: "What is this?"
Seeing Shen Jiayao, Lu Xixin rested her head on his shoulder and rubbed it lovingly.
She didn't say anything, just handed over the document bag.
After Shen Jiayao got it, he opened it and found that it was full of information about Lu Yaqing and her biological mother Feng Yue.
The information is very detailed, including the paternity test of Lu Yaqing and Lu Zhihong, as well as how Lu Zhihong and Feng Yue met and the specific relationship process.
There are also many photos of their family of three, who often go out to dine on Friday nights.
The three of them were talking and laughing, looking like a happy family. People who didn't know the inside story would have no idea that this could be an extramarital affair.
"Xin Xin." After reading it, Shen Jiayao's originally lazy eyes suddenly turned deep, like a vast sea of stars, making it impossible to see any emotions.
He was very worried about Lu Xixin.
No one who sees this information can calm down.
My biological father and biological mother were so indifferent to me because of my mistress’s daughter. It makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
Shen Jiayao was heartbroken. He hugged Lu Xixin tightly and spoke as softly as the spring breeze in March: "Xinxin, Xinxin, you're not sad, you still have me."
After finishing speaking, Shen Jiayao felt that this sentence was not strong enough.
He decided to have something bigger.
So he took out his cell phone and called Shen Nianxi.
Shen Nianxi was doing homework in the room when the children's watch on his wrist rang.
——It’s dad!
He ran to the door and asked Aunt Wang in a sweet voice, "Is daddy going out?"
Aunt Wang was stunned when she was asked: "No, sir, he is in the study."
In the study room!
Shen Nianxi really couldn't understand why she was still calling him at home?
He ran to the study again, and as soon as he opened the door, Shen Jiayao waved to him, with a hint of complaint in his words: "It's so slow."
Shen Nianxi ignored his father and threw himself directly into Lu Xixin's arms: "Sister Xixin."
"Baby Nianxi." Lu Xixin's mood instantly improved, she hugged the little guy and kissed her, "Have you finished your homework?"
"Well, I've finished writing." Shen Nianxi was super sweet and sweet, "I miss Sister Xixin, so I came over to see you."
What a sweet little guy!
Lu Xixin's heart almost melted. She picked him up and walked out the door: "Let's go paint, okay?"