Later that day, Shen Yi had Lin Tong's medical record delivered to Xinluo.
After reading the case, Xinluo finally knew it.
Not only was Lin Tong disfigured, but half of his eye was completely blind.
Although she didn't know how she ended up like this, or who did it... But she had to admit that although the result was unexpected, she was very satisfied with it.
"Mom, you see, evildoers will be punished. Lin Tong is in this state now, it can be said that God has a vision."
In the living room, Xinluo and Zhuo Yarong were waiting for Lu Yuchen to come back for dinner.
Taking advantage of this time, Xinluo handed Lin Tong's case to Zhuo Yarong.
Zhuo Yarong took the case with a little suspicion, and after reading it, an extremely obvious shock appeared on her face.
"Lin Tong... Lin Tong is blind?!" Zhuo Yarong's tone was suspicious, with the last syllable rising, carrying a little carefully concealed joy.
Xinluo laughed without disguising her smile.
"Yes, she's blind. Mom, laugh if you want to. She's wronged you and Yuchen, and you should be happy that she got this retribution."
Zhuo Yarong curled her lips, then covered them with her hands somewhat embarrassedly.
"Mom... Mom has started to worship Buddha these days. Don't be arrogant or impatient, don't be angry or foolish. This is the promise Mom made to Buddha when she asked him to bless Yuchen to overcome the difficulties. Mom is going to practice Buddhism in secret now and can't be obsessed with the past anymore."
"Mom, you don't really want to..."
Zhuo Yarong nodded, "Yes, when the children grow up, Mom will go to Qinglong Temple to practice Buddhism. This is the promise I made in front of the Buddha, Xinluo..."
Zhuo Yarong stood up and returned Lin Tong's medical record to Xinluo.
"Karma is cyclical, Lin Tong's fate will be decided by God. Mom is tired, you just wait here for Yuchen, I'll go upstairs first."
After saying this, Zhuo Yarong didn't wait for Xinluo to persuade her any further.
Chanting "Amitabha" in his mouth, he went upstairs to worship Buddha.
Zhuo Yarong's "Buddha nature" has been getting deeper and deeper recently. Xinluo originally wanted to tell Zhuo Yarong about her plans, but looking at her current appearance, she probably has no interest in her plans anymore.
"Why are you here alone, huh?"
Xinluo was holding the case and thinking about his plan when a big palm suddenly fell on his head.
His dry, warm palms gently stroked her soft, fluffy hair.
Lu Yuchen picked up the little woman by the waist and sat down.
Let Xinluo continue to nestle in his arms.
"Ah, you're back." Xinluo's thoughts were interrupted, and she raised her eyes slightly, as if she had just noticed Lu Yuchen's arrival.
The corners of the man's lips slightly raised, with a gentle curve that he himself didn't even notice.
After pecking her lips, Lu Yuchen said in a very doting tone, "Well, there was a traffic jam on the road and I was delayed a little."
His eyes dimmed slightly, and his big hand stroked Xinluo's bulging belly, "Don't wait for me next time, you and Dudu, An'an and the others eat first. Even if you guys can endure hunger, this little guy in my stomach can't stand it."
She heard that the man only cared about her and the children and didn't care about herself at all.
Xinluo rubbed her head against his neck and said coquettishly, "Don't worry, we won't be hungry. Your precious daughter goes to the kitchen to find food every hour, and she's afraid that I'll scold her, so she'll bring me desserts to bribe me."
Xinluo pinched her cheeks and said, "Look, she has made me fat."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu lowered his eyes to look at his wife's face, which was slightly rounder than before she was pregnant.
He gently lifted her chin and said in a hoarse voice, "She's not fat. It feels just right to hold her in your arms now."
There is a gleam of light in his deep eyes.
Xinluo saw the dazzling flames in his deep gaze.
Knowing that the man was having bad thoughts again, Xinluo quickly handed him the medical record in her hand to prevent him from doing something shameful in the living room.
"You, you take a look at this..." (To be continued)