"Then can you stop torturing yourself like this? Get up and eat, okay?" Babla said with concern, hoping that she would get up and eat.
"Wait a minute, Babla. I know you care about me, and I also know that you've always protected and loved me like a mother. But I want you to tell me the truth. Are you using this to trick me into eating? Otherwise, I won't eat. I must fight Dad to the end. "Nanmu's eyes were filled with determination.
"Of course not. I have proof. I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me, so I recorded a small video of them. I'll show you. "Babla took out her phone and opened a small video for Nanmu to see.
"Nanmu, Dad and Mom didn't leave you. This was all arranged by Babla. We have to thank her properly. She found a house for us outside, and it's not bad. Nanmu, don't be sad. If there's a chance, Babla will bring you to see us. You must be obedient, eat well, and take care of yourself. "The old couple were already in tears again.
Seeing this scene, Nanmu cried and laughed at the same time. Hearing this news, she didn't know how happy she was, but she also felt sorry for her. For her sake, they had secretly lived outside, as if they were dragging out an ignoble existence. This made Nanmu feel extremely bitter.
"I didn't lie to you, did I? Can you eat now? I'll find a chance to take you to see them. "Babla finally saw Nanmu's smile, and the stone in her heart also fell to the ground.
"Thank you, Babla. I know you love me the most." This time, Nanmu was moved to tears. She really didn't expect Babla to do this. If her father knew, he would definitely punish her severely, because she had seen her father punish servants who made mistakes, and he didn't show any mercy at all. She was really grateful from the bottom of her heart. She didn't know what to say.
"The best way for you to thank me is to live well and take good care of yourself. Don't torture yourself like this. No matter what happens, you have to live well. That's how you can face your mother. She gave you this life. You can't not cherish yourself, you know? " At the mention of her mother, whom she had never met, Babla's heart was filled with mixed emotions, and her heart was particularly sour.
"I know, Barbara. You're right. The person I've let down the most by abusing myself is my mother. No matter what happens in the future, I won't abuse myself anymore. For my mother, I want to live well. "Nanmu finally understood. Barbara's efforts were not in vain.
"Then rest for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and ask them to make some food for you," Barbara said as she got up. Unexpectedly, Barbara was pleasantly surprised in the next second.
"Babla, you're my mother. You're the best." Nanmu suddenly hugged Babla and spoke her true feelings in a spoiled manner. It was like a daughter talking to her mother. The mother and daughter were talking to each other.
If there was true love in the world, the truest would be that between a mother and her son. Barbara turned around and pulled Nanmu into her arms, hugging her tightly. This sentence could only be said in her heart, "It's good that you know. In this world, except for your mother, I will love you as much as she does. " Barbara stroked Nanmu's head and said tenderly.
"Um, I understand." Nanmu seemed to understand what Barbara meant. She nodded heavily. "Be good and rest for a while. The food will be served soon." Barbara stroked Nanmu's beautiful hair gently, asked her to lie down obediently, and covered her with a quilt. Only then did she walk out of the room with a peace of mind. She went downstairs to the kitchen and asked the chef to make some delicious food for Nanmu. As soon as she went down the stairs, she heard Sith's voice. "How is it? Is Nanmu willing to eat? "Sith was really uncertain. How could Barbara persuade Nanmu?
"Yes, Master. Miss Nanmu is willing to eat. I'm going to the kitchen to ask them to cook some of Miss Nanmu's favorite dishes, "Barbara was startled by Sith. She came to herself and reported to Sith respectfully.
Sith's eyes revealed surprise. He couldn't believe it. Although Nanmu liked Barbara very much, she was a servant in his house after all. How could she persuade Nanmu?
Anyway, Nanmu could finally eat with him. This was the most important thing. Nothing else mattered. "I'll go up and have a look," Sith said happily and was about to go upstairs. "Wait, Master." Sith just lifted his leg and stopped immediately. "What's wrong?" Sith answered Barbara impatiently. He didn't have time to chat with a servant here. He couldn't wait to see his daughter.
"I just persuaded Miss Nanmu to eat properly. She said the person she doesn't want to see the most now is Master. I think it's better if you don't go see her first. What if … "Barbara didn't continue. She thought Master, who was a man of the pugilistic world, would definitely understand what she meant. There was no need to say it aloud, and it was better to leave some words unsaid.
As expected, Sith directly turned around and sat on the sofa. He lit up another cigarette and took a deep puff. His deep eyes were a little dim. "If there's nothing else, I'll go to the kitchen," Barbara asked Sith for instructions. She didn't dare to leave without permission.
"En, go. I'll leave Nanmu to you for the time being. Let others do the other things. I'll tell the housekeeper, "Sith deeply puffed out the smoke ring and warned Barbara with a serious expression. This was the most important thing to Sith. If anything happened to his daughter, he wouldn't even have the confidence to continue living.
"Got it, Master. I will. "After saying that, Barbara hurried to the kitchen to order Nanmu to cook. Thinking that Nanmu hadn't eaten for more than a day, she must be starving.
Barbara didn't let the chef cook for Nanmu. Instead, she personally made a bowl of spaghetti for Nanmu. She remembered that when they were young, Nanmu loved to eat the spaghetti she made. The most important thing was that the spaghetti saved time. It was done in a few minutes. It could let Nanmu eat delicious food very quickly. Barbara didn't want Nanmu to stay up for too long. She needed food too much now.
Soon, a bowl of fragrant spaghetti was ready. Barbara put carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, ham sausages, and a poached egg in the spaghetti. It looked like a simple bowl of spaghetti, but it was very nutritious.
When Barbara came out of the kitchen with the spaghetti, she saw Sith still sitting on the sofa in the living room, smoking. Barbara didn't say anything else. She carried the spaghetti upstairs delicately. Sith wanted to personally send the spaghetti to Nanmu and watch her drink the fragrant spaghetti with his own eyes. But he didn't have the courage now because his daughter hated him. She hated him very much. This made Sith, as a father, feel like a failure.
He felt like a failure. He wasn't a good father. He was sorry, Hannah. He had once promised that he would love Nanmu and be a good father.
But Sith felt that he had broken his promise. He sat on the sofa and beat his chest hard. "Sith, what are you doing? Did something happen?" Yan Lulu walked into the living room from the door. Seeing Sith beating his chest hard, she hurried over to stop him. She didn't know what had happened.
"Are you happy now? I chased Nanmu's adoptive parents away. Nanmu doesn't even care about me anymore. She's on a hunger strike and hasn't eaten for more than a day, "Sith said angrily and stared at Yan Lulu coldly.
"She's just a kid! It's normal for her to throw a tantrum. She'll be fine in a few days. Don't be too sad. I'll go upstairs and talk to her. She'll be fine, "Yan Lulu said and walked upstairs.
She looked up and saw Barbara carrying an empty bowl downstairs. Babla clearly heard Yan Lulu's words. "Don't bother, Miss Yan. Our young miss just ate and went to sleep." Yan Lulu was rejected by the stairs awkwardly.
"You don't have the right to speak here. You'll catch a cold if you sleep in broad daylight. Besides, you just ate, so you can't sleep. It'll affect your digestion." Yan Lulu ignored Barbara and insisted on going upstairs. She said it nicely and wanted to talk to Nanmu. In fact, she wanted to threaten Nanmu so that she would be afraid of her and not stop her from coming to the house anymore. In other words, she agreed to let her be her stepmother. Yan Lulu didn't take Babla, the servant, seriously at all.
The next second, Barbara's action almost made Yan Lulu hit her. Barbara directly blocked Yan Lulu's way. "Miss Yan, this isn't your house. It's not up to you to give orders. It's not up to you to say whether I have the right to talk or not. I won't even let the master see the young miss now. Who do you think you are? " Barbara had put up with Yan Lulu for a long time. Now that Nanmu had actually been harmed by her, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Get out of my way. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Yan Lulu had already taken out a gun and pointed it at Barbara's head. In Yan Lulu's eyes, the life of a servant like Barbara was worthless. Yan Lulu could easily kill her at any time.
"If you think you can afford it, I'll give my life to you today. But as long as I live, don't even think about seeing the young miss again. Without my permission, no one can see her, including the master. "Barbara's expression was abnormally calm, without a trace of emotion.
Yan Lulu felt that Barbara was simply crazy. Even Sith wouldn't let her see Nanmu casually. She was really crazy. "Today, I'll take care of you for Sith, you lunatic." Yan Lulu said as she loaded the gun.
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