23
“Mommy, look, that’s Grandma.” The little girl stretched out her finger, pointing straight at the direction where Zhong’s mother was.
At this time is the rush hour, traffic, crowded, but the lemon at a glance to see her.
Yang Qiong suddenly startled, hide also not, the two pairs of eyes straight at her, lemon also waved his hand, she smiled, so generous to walk over.
Jane Mo turned his head violently, stood there fixedly, his eyes converged slowly to see the people in the distance, his heart suddenly flashed an idea, but was quickly rejected by her.
Yang Qiong walked over, touching the lemon’s hair, looked at Jane Mo, “Hello, I am Zhong Yu’s mother.”
Jane Mo only felt as if something was stuck in her throat. She had forgotten that Zhong Yu had taken Lemon away that day, and it turned out that he had already brought the child home. She subconsciously pulled Lemon to her side, her eyes darkening slightly as a polite smile crossed her pretty face, “Ms. Yang, what a coincidence.” Her other hand slowly clenched, the coldness in her palm calming her inexplicably.
Yang Qiong froze slightly, then curved the corners of her mouth, “I had a meeting nearby today, so I came over to see the child.”
Jian Mo nodded, there were some things that everyone knew by heart.
“Lemon, miss grandma?” Yang Qiong squatted □, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the muddy spots on the side of her legs.
Lemon spat out her tongue, “I want to, grandma.”
Yang Qiong, however, didn’t see it at all, she nodded her cheeks, “Little mouth and rubbed with honey, just bluffing.”
Jian Mo watched the interaction between the two and was sullen in her heart. Since the Zhong family knew about Lemon’s existence, what would they do, was it also the Zhong family’s intention for Zhong Yu to talk to her about custody. Her face gradually darkened.
Yang Qiong wiped the muddy spots on her granddaughter’s body and handed a wet tissue to Jian Mo, who took it numbly, “Thank you.”
Yang Qiong naturally know what she will think now, the heart of Zhong Yu’s grudge added a few points, look at this looks, temperament, she likes, son in the first place, how can be abandoned? Although she is not clear about those pasts of Zhong Yu, she can guess a few points.
“Don’t worry, I respect your choice.” Yang Qiong said this, on the one hand, letting Jane Mo set her mind and surface her position. But she was only talking about her, not her own son. What Zhong Yu was going to do, that was out of her control.
Of course, the premise was not to harm her granddaughter.
Jane Mo was stunned for a few seconds and didn’t say anything else.
“Can I pick up Lemon this Saturday and send him back at night, his grandfather is back, I mentioned Lemon to him on the phone, he wants to meet.”
Jane Mo slowly tightened her ten fingers, her jaw tensed.
All of her emotions were written on her face, Yang Qiong saw it clearly, she didn’t move and added, “Zhong Yu is not at home.”
When the words were said to this point, what else could Jane Mo do? She was on the contrary the worst at rejecting such people.
If Yang Qiong had come directly to ask for the child today, displaying an attitude that would not allow her to refuse, then she definitely would not have faked a good face. But Yang Qiong didn’t? Her every word and action was so beautiful that it was impossible to refuse.
“Lemon, will you go to Grandma’s house on Saturday?” She gently leaned over and said to her daughter, her eyes full of candor.
Lemon frowned and thought rather seriously, “But didn’t you guys say you’d take me to see the exhibition?”
Yang Qiong said at this time, “Wow, in that case, next time then. When we lemons have time grandma will come back to pick you up. It’s a pity that I’d rather give the Ballala Little Magic Fairy movie tickets to someone else.”
Jian Mo instantly knew that her daughter was going to change her mind, and sure enough, before Yang Qiong finished her words, she immediately pressed on, “Mom, I think ‘Balala Little Magic Fairy’ is more suitable for me. What do you think?”
Yang Qiong laughed out, dotingly wrinkling her nose, she just happened to see that Lemon’s bag happened to be a pattern of the Little Magic Fairy, and remembered this.
“Then it’s a deal, Grandma will pick you up on Saturday. If you don’t keep your promise you’ll grow a long nose.”
Jane Mo’s heart couldn’t help but soften as she listened to her words.
“Jian Mo, thank you. When I have time one day, I’ll come to find you in person.” Yang Qiong said solemnly, she knows what a woman who gives birth unmarried has to face, not to mention her, her parents are not there, as a mother she felt helpless and heartbroken, not just because it was her son who made the mistake.
“These years have been hard on you.”
A simple sentence, Jane Mo’s eyes instantly moistened a little, she smacked her lips, “No.”
Yang Qiong looked at her and let out a slight sigh.
Han Ruo went to Zhou’s house in the evening, Zhou Jincheng started crying when he came back from kindergarten, Nie Qing Ran called her and asked her to come over to coax the child.
Zhou Jincheng has a big temper at home, and he’s not angry enough to skip dinner. When Han Ruo pushed the door in, the little one was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.
She gently coughed, “Jin Cheng?”
Zhou Jincheng didn’t move a muscle.
Han Ruo sat on the edge of the bed, “Ignoring your sister too? Then I’ll never come to see you again.”
Zhou Jincheng grunted.
Han Ruo pulled him to sit up and looked at a pair of reddened eyes and asked, “What’s wrong? Had a fight with your little girlfriend?”
Zhou Jincheng grunted heavily, “Mom wants to change my kindergarten, sister, help me talk to mom, I don’t want to change kindergartens.”
Han Ruo was surprised, why the sudden change of kindergarten.
“Mommy won’t let me play with Lemon.”
Han Ruo frowned, “Well, mom is doing it for your own good.”
“But I just like being with Lemon.” Zhou Jincheng said firmly.
Han Ruo laughed, at a young age he had his own ideas.
“Alright, let’s go eat first, eat dinner and I’ll help you talk to your sister-in-law, okay.”
Zhou Jincheng considered for a few seconds, but still nodded his head and agreed.
After dinner, the nanny took the child to take a bath, Han Ruo and Nie Qing Ran were in the living room.
“Auntie, why did you let Jincheng transfer to another school? Is it because of the lemon?”
Nie Qingran’s fingertips lurched and her face immediately stiffened for a few moments, “Do you remember Zhou Mo?”
Han Ruo didn’t react for a moment, “Zhou Mo–”
Nie Qingran closed her eyes, “Your aunt’s ex-wife’s daughter.” She didn’t want to mention this name in her life, let alone see them. The way Zhou Mo looked at her back then she often woke up in her dreams, viciously resentful and full of gambling curses.
“If it wasn’t for her going to me at that time, that child of mine wouldn’t have dropped.” Nie Qing Ran bit her lip and said.
Han Ruo remembered this time, she hadn’t seen Zhou Mo, only knew that at that time she was hysterical and sought out the Nie family, which more or less brought a lot of gossip to the Nie family at that time.
“Lemon is her daughter?” She couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, her eyes widening suddenly.
“Yup. What a sinful fate. Surprisingly, she’s in the same class as Jin Cheng.” Nie Qingran’s tone couldn’t help but chill down.
Han dryly tugged at the corner of her mouth, that’s really fate, an uncle and niece of the same size. Well, she suddenly thought of the scene the other day when Lemon called out to Zhou Weiping’s grandfather, and she couldn’t help but laugh in her heart, but, in the end, she held back.
“Your sister-in-law’s father favored this daughter back then, if it wasn’t for my miscarriage, he was going to bring Zhou Mo over.” Remembering the past, who had their own grudges. “Your sister-in-law’s father already went to see her.”
Han Ruo interlocked her ten fingers, “What does sister-in-law’s husband have planned?”
“That’s why I called you here today.” Nie Qingran looked at her niece, “A few days ago, several afternoons Zhong Yu brought Jin Cheng to play. Earlier, Jin Cheng never said anything about it, and then one day, after playing until late afternoon, Zhong Yu sent the child back, and I only found out about it when I asked Jin Cheng. At first I thought it was because of you, but then I learned that Zhong Yu would take that child with him every time.”
“What’s wrong with that? Jin Cheng and Lemon have a good relationship, and it’s not necessarily true that Jin Cheng asked for it.”
Nie Qingran sighed, “In all the years you and Zhong Yu have been together, which time has he ever taken the initiative?”
A single sentence stunned Han Ruohan, her heart itching as if there were ants crawling to it. She suddenly reacted, her mind flashing a white light, “Lemon is Zhong Yu’s child?” After saying this she took a dark breath, “How is that possible?”
Nie Qingran looked at the confusion on her face and hurriedly pulled her hand, “Calm down.”
Han Ruo shook her head, “Auntie, are you sure?”
“I’m not sure either. There’s a man beside Zhou Mo called Ning Qingyuan. I asked, and Lemon’s surname is Ning.”
Han Ruo instantly softened □, and a cold sweat could not be felt on the corner of her forehead. “I also feel as if Zhong Yu and her know each other, and there’s an unspoken sentiment between the two.”
She shattered, “It’s impossible.”
Nie Qingran patted her hand, “Don’t think so much, what’s between you and Zhong Yu is between two families. What’s more, you’ve been by his side for the past few years, and there won’t be any hiccups based on the friendship between the two families.”
Han Ruo’s heart was confused and anxious, she couldn’t wait for clarity, but she didn’t have that kind of courage. Ever since they met, even though he had been absent-minded towards her, she still liked him. She had always thought Zhong Yu was this kind of nature, and now it seems she was wrong.
Zhou Weiping came back and saw that Han Ruo was there as well, he greeted, ”Xiao Ruo is here ah. Is Jin Cheng still having a tantrum?”
Nie Qing Ran coldly grimaced, “You still know about relations Jin Cheng ah?”
“What kind of words are these?” Zhou Weiping walked over.
“I thought you only had your precious daughter and granddaughter in your heart right now.” Nie Qingran said sourly.
Zhou Weiping’s face did not look good either, his voice sullen, “Don’t say such words in front of me again!” —