Peiying, who was sleeping drowsy, heard her daughter's voice, and fell into her heart like a feather.
"Mother……"
Jiamei suppressed her excitement and called out softly, "I am Jiamei, are you going to wake up? Can you hear me?"
Peiying's forehead was wrapped with thick gauze. She jumped off the building and injured her head. She had sewed a few stitches but had not removed the stitches.
She had been lying down for five days and was very weak.
Under Jiamei's expectation, Peiying slowly opened her eyes, and her daughter's outline gradually became clearer from blur.
At this time, the ward door opened and Mo Fan came in.
"Mom, do you remember me?" Han Jiamei was particularly worried that she would lose her memory.
Mo Fan quickly walked over, "Is our mom awake?" He held Jiamei's shoulder happily and looked at the weak woman lying on the bed, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Peiying looked at her and Mo Fan again, and the memories in her mind gradually revived.
"Mom! Do you remember me?" Oh, she was so anxious.
Peiying put her eyes on her face again, and the mother and daughter looked at each other, and the middle-aged woman had a thin voice, "... Jiamei."
He looked at the man beside him again and opened his lips gently, "...Mo Fan, I'm sorry, I'm worried about you."
"It's good if you don't lose your memory!" Han Jiamei patted her chest.
The next second, she spoke with some emotion, "I'm so scared by you, why did you jump off the building? Are you not going to want me? My dad isn't dead yet?"
"Jiamei!" Mo Fan tightened her shoulders to remind him, "It's a good thing that our mother wakes up, she should be happy, why are she blaming her?"
Jiamei faced her mother's eyes. When she listened to Mo Fan's words, her nose felt sore, she was happy and aggrieved, and she felt aggrieved for her mother.
"Mom, how do you feel? Does it hurt?"
Peiying raised her hand gently, "Ah..." she frowned in pain.
"Don't move!" Jiamei said to her, "You have a broken bone and you have plasterboard tied to your hand."
Mo Fan went to pour a cup of warm water and brought the straw, "Mom, drink some water, your lips are very dry."
She was indeed thirsty, so she opened her mouth gently and took the straw in her mouth. After drinking half a glass of water, she felt much more comfortable in her throat.
"Mom, please rest." Mo Fan held Jiamei's hand, "There is good news to tell you that Mr. Jing is doing his best to do his father's affairs, and the evidence has been submitted."
"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble..." Peiying sighed, "I didn't want to jump off the building, I didn't stand firm and fell down accidentally."
Regardless of whether this is the truth or not, Han Jiamei and Mo Fan are willing to believe it.
They will accompany her and wait for her to recover.
Another five days have passed...
The news about Han Xiangyang's arrest has remained popular, and online achievements and demerits have become idle talk.
Yin Lihua has been executed, and this matter is celebrated together.
In a cold villa on Wutong Road, the flowers and plants in the yard have long been pruned, and only Jinma and Yumengxi live.
The two of them have no communication on weekdays. Basically, Yu Mengxi doesn't speak. She can remain silent all day and tends to be a little depressed.
"Yin Lihua is dead..."
At the dining table, Yu Mengxi picked up a glass of milk, and the corners of her lips raised lightly, "It's so satisfying, I haven't tried it for three or five years."
When encountering questions about Yin Lihua, Jin's mother usually doesn't know how to reply.
So sensitive!
Because Yin Lihua is the father of the child in her belly.
Jin's mother was silent, and Yu Mengxi sneered, "It's a pity that she didn't die in my hands."
"Miss Yu." Jin's mother couldn't understand her mood. "Did you want to give birth to this child because you want to use this child as a talisman?"
Yu Mengxi, who had just taken a sip of milk, was slightly stunned and raised her eyes to ask, "What do you mean?"
With eyes facing each other, Jin's mother thought for a while and said, "The child is not in deep months, and you are so young. Since you don't like it, why don't you do it? Even if you are in jail, you will not be punished until you die."