Ning Shuqian slowly raised her eyelids. The bright sunlight in the room made it difficult for her to open her eyes. Her eyes felt sore and she finally got used to the glaring light. She looked blankly at the pink and white walls of the room. The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
Where is this
Medical...hospital!
Why was she in the hospital
Then there was a sharp pain in the brain, and what happened last night played out in her mind bit by bit. Her face was hideous, distorted, hateful, sad, painful, and desperate... accompanied by the memories of yesterday, they kept interweaving and playing out.
She remembered that yesterday was Wen Xinya's coming-of-age ceremony banquet. The sky-high dowry worth billions, 5% of Wen's Group stocks, the precious coming-of-age ceremony of Shan De Manor, and the priceless clothes and jewelry on Wen Xinya made Wen Xinya the most valuable lady in Beijing.
Later, Wen Xinya pushed her down and asked Du Gong to take her pulse, exposing the truth of her fake pregnancy in public.
As a result, she was met with the Wen family's violent wrath. The old man's ruthless accusations, the old lady's verbal abuse, Wen Haowen's cold-heartedness, and Wen Xinya's gloating cut her heart like a knife.
She jumped out of bed like crazy, ran to the shelf beside the ward door, and took out today's newspapers and magazines.
Each report was shocking, all about how she used fake pregnancy to deal with Wen Xinya, how vicious she was and how she deserved to be killed. Her body went limp and she fell heavily to the ground, covering her face and crying bitterly.
The reputation she had worked hard to build for eighteen years was destroyed in one day.
She saw in the newspaper that Wen Xinya was wearing a formal coming-of-age dress made of phoenix brocade and a priceless hairpin ornament on her head. She looked like a phoenix in the sky, so stunning and dazzling. She grabbed the newspaper on the ground and tore Wen Xinya's face to pieces.
Wen Xinya, it’s all because of that little bitch Wen Xinya.
She ended up in this situation today because of that bitch Wen Xinya.
She hates it so much!
The door of the ward was pushed open heavily, and Ning Yuya walked in carrying a thermos.
When he saw Ning Shuqian sitting on the ground crying, he was startled and the moisturizing bottle in his hand fell to the ground, rolling to some corner.
"Mom!" Ning Yuya hurried forward to support Ning Shuqian.
Ning Shuqian looked at Ning Yuya with tears in her eyes: "Yuya..."
She had not expected that she and her daughter would meet again under such circumstances, and she felt heartbroken for a moment.
Ning Yuya supported Ning Shuqian and asked with concern: "Mom, are you okay? I'll go call the doctor."
After her mother was sent to the hospital yesterday, she rushed over after hearing the news. She learned that her mother was suffering from insanity. If the condition became more serious, it might turn into a terrible delusion. She was shocked.
Ning Shuqian thought of everything that happened yesterday, and suddenly she felt a burst of pain and despair in her heart. She hugged Ning Yuya and burst into tears: "Yuya, your father wants to divorce me, he actually wants to divorce me..."
Whenever she thought of Wen Haowen's cold-bloodedness towards her, her heart ached.
Ning Yuya was startled and her eyes widened in disbelief: "Mom... How is this possible? Dad is so sincere to you, how could he divorce you? This is impossible..."
In her memory, Wen Haowen abandoned Mo Yunyao, the daughter of Mr. Mo, for her mother. He didn't even mind her having her as a burden and insisted on marrying her. After they got married, Wen Haowen and her mother were always in love. There were even very few gossips about Wen Haowen. How could Wen Haowen, who was so affectionate to her mother, divorce her
Ning Yuya's words undoubtedly cut into her heart. Ning Yuya was in excruciating pain: "You were told by your father himself, Yuya... What should I do? What should I do... I can't divorce your father, I can't..."
She thought of Old Madam Wen, that old hag. If it weren't for her, how could Haowen have divorced her
Ning Yuya's face suddenly turned pale, and she was stunned. If Wen Haowen really divorced her mother, then they would never be able to live a life of luxury, wear beautiful clothes, or expensive jewelry. They would be like the women in the market, wearing street goods and bargaining with others for the same price in the vegetable market.
She couldn't help but shudder and shiver all over.
She felt scared just thinking about it.
Ning Shuqian cried bitterly: "Yuya..."
Ning Yuya looked at her mother's beautiful face, which seemed to have aged ten years, like a withered flower. Her nose felt sore and tears kept falling from her eyes: "Mom, things haven't come to that point yet. You must not be depressed. Dad has feelings for you. You must find a way to win back Dad's heart."
She believed that her mother would find a way to win Wen Haowen's heart.
Ning Shuqian kept shaking her head, her voice intermittent and heartbroken: "Your father is determined, and... the old lady is instigating... and your father is a filial son..."
Whenever she thought of Wen Haowen's cold and ruthless eyes last night, she couldn't help but shiver all over.
Ning Yuya hugged her tightly and cried, "Mom, no, no, there must be a way. It was Wen Xinya who harmed us. It was her... Mom! You have to cheer up. We want revenge. We want to return the pain that Wen Xinya has caused us a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times..."
As she spoke, Ning Yuya crawled to the side of the bed and sobbed. She also read the newspaper this morning and learned what happened to her mother yesterday. As she looked at the newspaper, Wen Xinya's peerless light was so bright that her mother looked even more miserable and miserable.
At that moment, the hatred in her heart exploded to the extreme.
“Wen Xinya…” Ning Yuya suddenly screamed and roared madly, with hatred running rampant in her heart.
Ning Yuya held Ning Shuqian's hand tightly, with hatred rising in her heart.
The decadent depression turned into a deep hatred towards Wen Xinya, and Ning Shuqian's emotions calmed down bit by bit.
The reunion with her daughter brought a little warmth to her cold heart.
"Yuya, you've lost weight!" Ning Yuya looked at her daughter with a sad face. She had been thinking about her daughter day and night for two years. She didn't expect that she would become so thin. She looked so thin that she couldn't describe or understand, but she felt uneasy.
"Mom!" Ning Yuya held Ning Yuya's hand with tears streaming down her face.
Ning Shuqian held Ning Yuya's hand, which was so thin that it seemed like skin and bones. The hard bones scratched her palm, making her heart ache inexplicably. The hatred towards Wen Xinya in her heart spread even more wildly.