Chapter 565: 565, Elaborately narrated, Qinghuan’s life story 2 Chapter 565: 565, Elaborately narrated, Qinghuan’s life story 2 Hearing this, Song Qinghuan’s heart was lifted, she subconsciously took over the conversation: “That baby, it was , right?”
Lu iyan nodded: “Yes, that baby was you. I found you alone on the rooftop. A thought flashed across my mind then. If you were my daughter, if my daughter hadn’t died, then your father wouldn’t have left . So, I gave up on the idea of dying. I left the hospital holding you and went to a small clinic. I bribed the doctor and the nurse with money, and then called your father to tell him that I had given birth.”
Upon hearing this, Song Qinghuan heaved a long and deep sigh, feeling sowhat relieved, sowhat self-mocking, and sowhat sad: “So, I was abandoned by my parents, on the rooftop, right?”
Lu iyan bit her lip and remained silent, her face pale.
Suppressing the bitter emotions welling up in her heart, Song Qinghuan softly said, “Mom, thank you for adopting then. No matter what wrong you’ve done, I won’t bla you anymore. But everything you said today, I hope it’s all true, otherwise I will never forgive you!”
“I swear, I swear on Xiaotao, everything I told you today is absolutely true.”
Lu iyan suddenly wanted to hug her, but Song Qinghuan turned around with a smile, leaving her with a sowhat desolate and slender back.
“Huanhuan!” Lu iyan instinctively called out to her, “Maybe you weren’t abandoned, maybe you were just temporarily left there. They would have co back to get you later.”
Song Qinghuan scoffed, “You don’t even believe that, do you? What parents would leave a newly born baby temporarily on the rooftop?”
Lu iyan said, “Q City Hospital, maybe you could look into it.”
Look into it! Is it really necessary?
If the investigation reveals that she really was abandoned, knowing the truth would only add to her sorrow.
But what if she wasn’t? Song Qinghuan didn’t know. She felt that the chance of this was very slim.
With an unnad emotion swirling in her heart, making her depressed and uncomfortable, Song Qinghuan didn’t feel like eating when she got ho. She just wanted to rest.
Shi Yuhuan obviously noticed her uneasiness, but insisted on her eating dinner before letting her go to bed.
“I don’t want to eat!” Song Qinghuan puffed out her cheeks, sitting at the dinner table but not wanting to pick up the chopsticks.
Shi Yuhuan pinched her small face: “Hurry up and eat. You can go to sleep after eating. You know what will happen if you don’t.”
His tone was indulgent, and his last line was a sweet threat, extrely flirtatious.
Song Qinghuan blushed, pinched his hand in response, and snorted, “Dominant.”
Shi Yuhuan just laughed without saying anything, openly admitting to this, he was indeed dominant, especially with her.
He had once unconsciously admitted his love, but what is love? Actually, he didn’t understand what love was. He only knew he was particularly possessive over her, with a strong desire for control. He hated the way other n looked at her, and he hated it when she smiled at other n.
He couldn’t tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes.
His usual elegance and composure seed always to be completely swept away when it cos to her.
After dinner, Shi Yuhuan pushed a beautifully packaged brocade box in front of Song Qinghuan and asked her to open it.
Instead of opening it imdiately, Song Qinghuan frowned at him: “You’ve been giving gifts recently. Usually, when a man constantly gives a woman gifts, it’s because he’s done sothing wrong. Tell , have you done sothing that’s against ?”
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