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Jian Ning¡¯s eyes became more determined and her steps became more steady.
¡°When a woman starts to give up, it¡¯s also the time for her to become strong again.
She has no time to regret, let alone regret for the past.
She just wants to keep this resentment firmly engraved in her heart, and she also wants to remember everything Fu Tingyao did to her!
The morgue has always been taboo, so when Jian Ning walked in, it was like entering a deserted place. She accurately found the location of her mother, then continued to lean next to her, lifted the white cloth, and looked at her quietly.
I haven¡¯t seen her in nearly six months, but when I saw her this time, in this way, I felt infinite guilt and emotion.
Jian Ning stretched out her hand, slowly covered her mother's hand, and put her face against it like she did when she was a child.
Something magical happened.
Her mother's hand should obviously be getting stiffer and stiffer, but from the moment she got closer to her, it showed signs of gradually softening. She raised her head suddenly and put her hand on her wrist. It actually started to soften. Warm up!
And her face also felt faintly hot somewhere.
But this morgue is so cold that it makes people shiver!
So there is absolutely no way the temperature in the room has changed. The only thing that has changed is her or her dead mother!
She put her hand under Tong Yingrong's nose, tried her breathing, and checked her pulse and heartbeat, but the final result remained unchanged. Jian Ning shook her head with a wry smile and quickly covered her mother. Was she in a trance?
How could a deceased person have any other reaction besides physical rigidity?
But she didn¡¯t want to let go of the glimmer of hope. Jian Ning tried to put her face on her mother¡¯s hands again, but this time nothing happened
She must be thinking too much.
Jian Ning smiled helplessly, tidied up her mother's hospital bed again, and then slowly sat back on the ground.
"Young Master Fu." Xiao Xiao stood at the door, "Do you want me to open the door and go in?"
"No need." Fu Tingyao stood at the window and looked at Jian Ning, who was huddled up and laughing and crying, "I'll go in by myself."
There was the sound of footsteps. Jian Ning turned around and looked at the person who came. It was Fu Tingyao.
Being able to come over to see her so quickly must be because of the surgery. This man is so cold and cold.
Fu Tingyao noticed her gaze, but never spoke. Instead, he bowed to Tong Yingrong first.
No matter how much unpleasantness they had before, it all disappeared with her death, and he would not pursue it again.
Will the day come when the dignified young master Fu will bow to her Jian Ning¡¯s mother?
He really would do anything for Lu Qianqian.
Jian Ning quietly moved to the front of her mother's hospital bed, blocking Fu Tingyao's sight, her stubborn chin clenched tightly.
Although she could not speak, Fu Tingyao immediately understood what Jian Ning meant.
She didn¡¯t want him to say goodbye to Tong Yingrong.
Hehe, who does she think she is?
Fu Tingyao's face turned cold, and he slowly approached Jian Ning with a coldness as cold as a mountain snowfield.
"Bang." Jian Ning was caught off guard and stepped back, bumping into the waving hand at the end of her mother's hospital bed.
She immediately and cleverly protected her belly, but because of this action, she got closer to Fu Tingyao. His breath was close to her ear, and he stretched out his hands to hug her. Jian Ning was stunned and forgot to push him away for a moment.
"It's really as mean as I thought." Fu Tingyao pinched her chin with a frivolous expression, "Behind you is your dead mother. Didn't you still hate me when you looked at me just now? Now I'm blocking you here. , you¡¯re throbbing as soon as you get close to me? What¡¯s wrong? Do you want to have sex with me next to your mother?¡±
"Has it been too long and you start to miss that feeling?"
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