Song Qian was stunned by Qiao Weidong's yelling. After so many years, she didn't understand what was going on. She only wanted to do her best for her daughter, so why didn't anyone understand her?
"Qiao Weidong, why are you fighting with me for the custody of Yingzi? I raised Yingzi by myself, you are not qualified!" Song Qian yelled hysterically.
Qiao Weidong slapped Song Qian's hand away: "Why am I not qualified to fight? I am Yingzi's biological father. Look what you have done to your child. Our Yingzi is so sensible. I have been reluctant to lay a finger on her since she was a child. See
You beat the child!"
Song Qian's beating of her daughter has violated Qiao Weidong's bottom line, and he has made up his mind to get his daughter's custody rights back!
"Qiao Weidong, I will fight with you!"
"Song Qian, don't push people too hard!"
Xiao Meng on the side was also a little confused. It was hard for her to intervene in this situation, so she could only watch Song Qian tearing Qiao Weidong's clothes.
"That's enough, stop arguing. I'm over 18 years old. I'm no longer a minor and I don't need any guardian!" Qiao Yingzi suddenly shouted.
This voice shocked Song Qian. She looked at her daughter in surprise and suddenly realized that her daughter was already eighteen years old and an adult.
"Yingzi, listen to your mother. She was impulsive just now. Can you forgive her and go back with her? She can't live without you." Song Qian cried and walked towards Qiao Yingzi, trying to pull her into her arms.
Qiao Yingzi took a few steps back: "Mom, my mind is very messed up. I just want to stay with my dad for a few days. Can you stop forcing me?"
Song Qian burst into tears and shook her head: "No, Yingzi, you believe mom, mom really knows she was wrong, don't let go of mom, you are everything to me, how can I live without you."
Originally, the former Qiao Yingzi would have softened her heart after this true confession. However, at this moment, what Qiao Yingzi felt was not maternal love, but oppression, the kind of oppression that stood on the moral high ground.
Qiao Yingzi broke out completely, threw away Song Qian's hand, and burst into tears: "You are always like this, why do you have to impose everything on me? After I finish classes at school every day, I also have to complete all the tasks you set.
This kind of exercise, I obviously don't like Qingbei, just because it is your regret, I will work hard to take the exam, and now you have to put your life on me, I am really tired, I can't breathe
Yes, do you know?"
Song Qian looked at her daughter, sobbing and shaking her head. She was obviously doing her best for her daughter, how could it become like this?
Qiao Weidong hugged his daughter distressedly and yelled at Song Qian: "How about you go first? Do you have to drive my daughter crazy?"
"Yingzi..." Song Qian choked and looked at her daughter, but at this moment Qiao Yingzi was already in Qiao Weidong's arms, crying like an abandoned deer.
With her outstretched hand hanging in the air, Song Qian finally left crying.
After Song Qian left, Qiao Weidong took his daughter home with her eyes swollen from crying, just like she did when she was a child. Although Xiao Meng was a little jealous, she felt that a man who was good to his daughter exuded a special feeling all over his body.
Such charm.
After entering the door, Qiao Yingzi finally recovered and said to Qiao Weidong: "Dad, please let me down. I can walk by myself."
Qiao Weidong laughed: "Why, are you shy? What are you afraid of? Dad used to hug you like this when you were a child. At that time, you liked to ride on dad's shoulders. You would cry when he put you down."
Qiao Yingzi blushed and argued: "That's all old news, I'm grown up now, okay."
"Okay, my daughter has grown up." Qiao Weidong put her down obediently.
Xiao Meng also diligently tidied up the guest room and replaced her with new sheets and quilts: "Yingzi, you go take a bath first. I have put the hot water for you. You can wear my pajamas first. They are all
The new ones are unworn, I will buy you something that fits you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Aunt Xiaomeng." Qiao Yingzi said politely to Xiaomeng.
"You're welcome." Xiao Meng actually had a good impression of Qiao Yingzi. She felt that the child was very sensible and did not have any hostility toward her because she was Qiao Weidong's girlfriend.
Qiao Yingzi returned to the room after taking a shower and fell asleep soon after. Qiao Weidong felt very distressed when he saw his daughter's brows furrowing slightly while she was sleeping.
As a result, in the middle of the night, Xiao Meng turned over and suddenly felt empty around him. He touched the bed and found that Qiao Weidong was not there for some time. He opened his eyes in confusion and glanced at the bedroom and bathroom. He found that the light was off. Qiao Weidong
not here.
Xiaomeng left the room and found that the light in the guest room next door was on. Qiao Yingzi seemed to be having a nightmare, and Qiao Weidong was holding her to comfort her.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Qiao Yingzi fell asleep again, that Qiao Weidong reluctantly left.
When he returned to the room and lay on the bed, Qiao Weidong didn't even recover: "Why did Song Qian force the child to be like this? Yingzi used to be lively and cheerful, and she wasn't afraid of watching horror movies. How could she still have nightmares despite everything being fine?"
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Xiao Meng carefully pulled Qiao Weidong's arm and reminded: "Tell me, do you want to take Yingzi to see a psychiatrist or something?"
"This... shouldn't be the case, right?" Qiao Weidong hesitated.
Xiao Meng patted him: "You, it's an old concept. People's lives are under great pressure nowadays. Seeing a psychiatrist doesn't necessarily mean you have a problem in your heart. It's also good to ask a psychiatrist to help you alleviate it. Just like our experience,
If you are sick, you will be treated. If you are not sick, you will feel at ease."
Qiao Weidong thought about it and thought the same thing: "Okay, I'll take Yingzi to see it tomorrow."
Suddenly, Qiao Yingzi was planning to go to class, but Qiao Weidong stopped her: "Let's treat today as a holiday to spend time with dad."
"Then, okay." Qiao Yingzi also felt that she had no energy, so she wouldn't go if she didn't want to go. Anyway, with her grades, she wouldn't fall far behind if she didn't go to class for a day.
For breakfast, Qiao Weidong prepared a large table of rich breakfasts, which Qiao Yingzi liked to eat, but Song Qian usually wouldn't let her eat.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qiao Yingzi ate well at first, but she sighed again while eating.
Qiao Weidong asked doubtfully: "How about Yingzi? Are these not delicious? Not to your liking?"
"No, these are delicious, but I can only eat them at your place. I won't be able to eat them when I go back." Qiao Yingzi said dejectedly.
Qiao Weidong didn't know what to say for a moment. He knew his daughter's character and it would be difficult for her to leave Song Qian and live with him.
After breakfast, Qiao Weidong first took his daughter to Wangfujing to have some fun, and when he was tired from playing, he offered to take her to a psychiatrist.
Although Qiao Yingzi was a little surprised, she did not refuse and followed him obediently.
Qiao Weidong watched his daughter enter the psychiatrist's room anxiously, and would stick to the door from time to time to hear what was said inside. Unfortunately, the room was so soundproof that he couldn't hear anything.
After waiting for about an hour, Qiao Yingzi came out of the room. She looked normal, but the psychiatrist called Qiao Weidong into the room alone.
After entering the door, Qiao Weidong couldn't wait to ask before sitting down: "Doctor, is my daughter okay?"
"It's not a big problem..."
Before the psychiatrist finished speaking, Qiao Weidong immediately became nervous: "It's not a big problem, does that mean there is a problem?"
"Mr. Qiao, I just gave your daughter a set of psychological tests. I found that she is under a lot of mental stress. She should be in a state of mental stress all the time. According to my diagnosis, she already has symptoms of mild depression.
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"Depression?" Qiao Weidong just sat down and suddenly jumped up: "How is it possible? My daughter is so lively and cheerful, how can she be depressed? Did you make a wrong diagnosis?"
The psychiatrist reassured: "Mr. Qiao, I know it is difficult for you to accept it at the moment, but the fact is that she has not been in good spirits recently, sleeps relatively lightly at night, wakes up easily, and is depressed."
Qiao Weidong thought about it and found that it was true. He grabbed the psychiatrist's arm excitedly: "Doctor, you must find a way to cure her. I am willing to pay any amount. She is only eighteen years old. Why, why is she depressed?
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"Mr. Qiao, please don't get excited. As a parent, your emotions are easily transmitted to your children. In fact, Qiao Yingzi's symptoms are not obvious yet. With active treatment, there is still a chance of recovery." The psychiatrist reassured.
"But the most important thing now is to give the child a relaxed environment and no more pressure on her. I know that children of this age are facing the college entrance examination. Parents, they all hope that their children will succeed and their daughters will succeed. This is also
At this stage, children are more likely to have psychological problems, so we need to pay more attention to it!"
Qiao Weidong subconsciously thought of Song Qian and made up his mind that he would never let his daughter live with Song Qian again, even if he had to go to court with Song Qian.
"Doctor, what else can I do?"
"Let's do this. I'll prescribe her some soothing medicine. If the child can't sleep at night, you can give her one or two tablets and make sure she gets enough sleep." The psychiatrist warned.
When Qiao Weidong opened the door, he had a bitter face at first, but when he walked out, he had a smiling face. He has been working hard in the mall over the years, and his acting skills are still online.
"Dad, I just said I'm fine and spent money recklessly." Qiao Yingzi didn't know the psychiatrist's diagnosis.
Qiao Weidong's face stiffened, but soon he smiled again: "Isn't this just for peace of mind? Dad can rest assured that you are fine."
After returning home, Qiao Yingzi started to pack her things, but Qiao Weidong quickly stopped her: "What's wrong? Dad can't get used to living here? You really don't like it. Dad has other houses to live in, including villas."
Qiao Yingzi pursed her lips: "Oh dad, what are you talking about? I can't hide here with you all the time. My mother hasn't seen me today and she will definitely collapse. I'd better go back first."
"What a breakdown, she deserves it!" Qiao Weidong cursed in a low voice. When he thought of the psychiatrist's diagnosis, he wanted to slap himself for not discovering it earlier.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Qiao Yingzi asked curiously, not hearing clearly.
Qiao Weidong immediately changed his smile: "Hey, you should ignore your mother now. Stay with dad for a few more days. Dad will go and talk to her. Otherwise, if you forgive her so easily, she will be worse in the future.
What should you do if you do something you don’t like?”
Qiao Yingzi had no doubts: "Well, dad is still thoughtful."
At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiao Weidong wanted Qiao Yingzi to sleep, but Qiao Yingzi couldn't fall asleep. She used to go to bed at one or two o'clock.
Qiao Weidong took out the medicine prescribed by the doctor and gave it to her. Not to mention, the medicine was very effective, and Qiao Yingzi soon fell asleep.
When she woke up the next day, Qiao Yingzi insisted on going to school. Qiao Weidong couldn't resist her, so he had to send her to school.
At the school gate, Qiao Yingzi waved goodbye to Qiao Weidong, but Qiao Weidong did not leave, but called Qin Hao.
In a cafe near the school, Qiao Weidong told Qin Hao in detail what happened in the past two days.
"Teacher Qin, thank you. Fortunately, I discovered it early. If it had been delayed, the consequences would have been disastrous."
When Qin Hao heard that Qiao Yingzi was suffering from mild depression, he subconsciously glanced at the system tasks, but found that there was no prompt for task failure. It seemed that Qiao Yingzi's current state should be on the verge of depression. The psychiatrist's statement was a bit exaggerated.
It is a normal phenomenon.
"In this case, Qiao Yingzi may no longer be able to live with Teacher Song."
Qiao Weidong now gets angry whenever Song Qian is mentioned: "It must not be possible. If this continues, Yingzi will be destroyed in her hands!"
Qiao Weidong immediately grimaced: "No, I'm so worried now. Yesterday Yingzi said he wanted to go back to Shuxiang Yayuan, so I had to persuade him to stop him."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Teacher Qin, you have many ideas, please help me come up with ideas." Qiao Weidong was worried, and suddenly felt that his daughter was too sensible, which was not a good thing.
Qin Hao also frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Old Qiao, have you ever thought about taking Song Qian to see a psychiatrist?"
"What do you mean? You mean, Song Qian also..."
Qin Hao nodded: "It's not necessarily true whether Teacher Song is depressed, but anxiety is definitely present. Yingzi can no longer be affected by her negative emotions. You have to tell her the seriousness of the problem, otherwise she will not wake up.
of."
In fact, Song Qian's character is more or less related to her profession. As a teacher, she is faced with the pressure of going to school. Over time, she will inevitably have various negative emotions.
This is also the reason why many teachers, especially female teachers, are very bossy. They are the only ones in the class who always like to speak in a lecturing tone. Over time, they gradually develop the habit.
After Qin Hao left, Qiao Weidong pulled Song Qian's mobile phone number out of the blacklist. Song Qian called him frequently these days, and he was so angry that he blocked Song Qian directly.
"Come to the cafe near Chunfeng Middle School. Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!" Qiao Weidong impatiently hung up the phone after saying that.
Not long after, Song Qian came. As soon as she sat down, she said sarcastically: "Qiao Weidong, you hide it very well. I have really underestimated you for so many years."
Qiao Weidong stared at her with cold eyes: "Yeah, what I regret most now is why I didn't fight with you for the custody of Yingzi. You made this good child like this!"
"What? Qiao Weidong, please speak clearly, what happened to Yingzi?" Song Qian glared at Qiao Weidong.
Qiao Weidong gritted his teeth and said, "Are you afraid now? Why did you go there earlier!"
"You!" Song Qian suppressed the restlessness in her heart.
Qiao Weidong took out Qiao Yingzi's psychological diagnosis certificate from his briefcase. Song Qian took it and looked at it, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Impossible, how could Yingzi be depressed? Where did you get this medical certificate? Was it forged to fight for Yingzi's custody rights?" Song Qian said, her eyes already red.
Qiao Weidong said word for word: "Do you think I would threaten you with my daughter's health?"
Song Qian collapsed on the chair. She knew that her daughter was Qiao Weidong's life, and he could not do anything to harm her, not even just verbally.
"Why is this happening?" Song Qian murmured to herself.
Qiao Weidong couldn't help but yelled at Song Qian: "Isn't it all because of you? Just because of your bullshit dream of Qingbei. If you can't fulfill it, you will impose it on Yingzi. You have resigned and stared at her since high school. You return to her every day.
There are always endless exercises and papers at home, and they even call it euphemistically: Love her, if you love her, you only love yourself!"
"My good daughter, I... Yingzi was so lively when she was a child. She lay on my back and shouted to daddy with a milky voice to come this way..." Qiao Weidong said.
I couldn't help but choke.
Song Qian finally couldn't hold back and cried loudly: "Qiao Weidong, you bastard, since you love Yingzi so much, why do you want a divorce? You are a coward..."
The two cried so much that the cafe owner couldn't stand it anymore and all the customers were driven away. He quickly came over to persuade them. When they saw outsiders watching, Qiao Weidong and Song Qian finally calmed down.
Qiao Weidong drove Song Qian to a psychiatrist. At first, Song Qian was reluctant to go, but Qiao Weidong told her to obey with just one word.
"If you don't want to see my daughter, you can do whatever you want."
The final test results showed that Song Qian indeed suffered from mild depression.
In the face of the psychiatrist's diagnosis, Song Qian could only admit obediently that in fact, she had been unable to sleep for a long time and needed to take sleeping pills to fall asleep.
"You two, since you have two patients with depression in your family, you must be careful in your future communications and think twice about every word you say. When you really can't control your emotions, don't speak and write it down.
This gives your thinking a buffering time.”
On the other side, Qiao Yingzi came home after school and was surprised to find that both Qiao Weidong and Song Qian were there, and the two of them did not quarrel.
"Dad, are you okay?" Qiao Yingzi couldn't help but worry that her father was beaten stupid, right?
Qiao Weidong and Song Qian quickly pretended to be in love with each other: "No, it's okay. What can we do? Isn't your dad here to see you?"
When Qiao Yingzi saw the unnatural expressions on the two of them, she guessed that something was going on, but they didn't want to say anything, so they had to pretend they didn't find out. Anyway, as long as they didn't continue to quarrel.
Qiao Yingzi originally planned to go back to her room to do exercises, but Song Qian asked her to take a shower and go to bed early, so she could go to bed early.
"Mom, are you okay?" Qiao Yingzi was sure this time that the two of them must be hiding something from her, and it was a big thing.