Forbearance
This was not good news at all.
Qiao Qiao seemed to be able to foresee what would happen next. She looked suspiciously at An Ziyan, who suddenly appeared in the hospital, and asked uncertainly, "Did you come here just to tell me this?"
An Ziyan raised his eyebrows. "Think whatever you want."
Because of An Ziyan's words, Qiao Qiao was worried for a while.
Why did he say a while? Because Mother He woke up soon, to Qiao Qiao, it meant that the next round of torture had begun.
In short, no matter what she did, Mother He was always able to find fault with her. She was not satisfied with this and was not satisfied with that. In short, she disliked her as if she was a germ.
Before she left, Mother He glanced in her direction. Her voice was soft and a little cold as she said, "Miss Qiao, I didn't mean to make things difficult for you these days. It's just that I'm very dissatisfied with everything you've done. I don't mind your family background, but you should at least let me see your good side, right?"
What else could Qiao Qiao say?
Mother He had told her everything, so she could only pretend to be submissive. She nodded obediently and said, "Mother is doing this for my own good. I understand."
A trace of contempt flashed through Mother He's eyes. She sneered and said, "I hope you're telling the truth. After all, you're so good at lying."
Mother He was implying something. The fake identity was like a thorn in her heart. Qiao Qiao's face was burning, as if someone was pointing at her and calling her a thief.
She had no choice. When she did that, she already knew the consequences of being exposed. She was mentally prepared for this.
Qiao Qiao took a deep breath and tried her best to calm herself down. She said, "Mom, if there's nothing else, I'll head back first."
Just as she turned around, Mother He's voice was heard again. "I don't want this matter to reach Shaochen's ears. He's already very busy dealing with the company's affairs every day. As his wife, don't cause any more trouble for him."
He didn't want her to complain, did he?
It seemed that Mother He was still afraid of He Shaochen's feelings.
Qiao Qiao laughed in her heart. Although she didn't intend to tell He Shaochen about this, Mother He's words were like burying her head in the sand. It was a little funny.
She turned around and nodded. "Mom, I know what to do."
When Mother He heard this, she revealed a dignified and elegant smile. "You're a smart girl. I believe you'll make the right choice."
Qiao Qiao pursed her lips and didn't say anything more. She didn't want to continue negotiating with her Mother He with a fake mask.
She gently closed the door, a trace of tiredness flashing through her eyes.
— —
That night, Qiao Qiao lay listlessly on the large bed. She was physically and mentally exhausted, and she didn't even want to move a finger.
He Shaochen had just come out of the shower. Under the loose bathrobe was a large expanse of sexy skin. Every line of skin was perfect and flawless. It was a masterpiece of God.
Qiao Qiao propped herself up and giggled. "Hubby, why is it that the more I look at you, the more I find you to be a feast for the eyes?"
He Shaochen's lips twitched involuntarily. He picked up a pillow and covered Qiao Qiao's face with it. "You're almost drooling."
She hugged the pillow in her arms and smiled softly but didn't say anything.
"My mom didn't make things difficult for you at the hospital today, right?"
The two of them were on the bed. Qiao Qiao leaned into He Shaochen's arms and wrapped her arms around his waist. She smiled faintly and said, "… No."
"Really?" He Shaochen asked.
Qiao Qiao raised her head and smiled. "Don't tell me you don't believe me? Even if you don't believe me, you should believe your mother, right? "
It was because he knew what kind of person his mother was that he asked that question.
However, He Shaochen couldn't find any flaws in Qiao Qiao's expression. There was a hint of joy in her eyes, as though she was really happy.
Was he thinking too much?
He Shaochen couldn't help but sigh. He hugged her tightly in his arms and said, "If you feel wronged, don't keep it to yourself."
Qiao Qiao nodded obediently. She narrowed her eyes and lied. "Yeah, I won't."
She didn't want He Shaochen to be stuck between her and Mother He. Just as Mother He said, He Shaochen was already very busy with work every day. It would be too tiring for him to worry about the conflict between them.
Although doing so would seem like asking for abuse.
However, Qiao Qiao felt that if she wanted to abuse, it would be enough to abuse her alone. There was no need to drag He Shaochen into it. Sincerity could move metal and stone. She firmly believed that as long as Mother He wasn't made of stone, there would be a day when she would soften.
She believed in it.
She believed in it.
However, in the following days, Mother He seemed to realize that she was weak and easy to bully. She became more and more aggressive.
"Bang!"
The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Qiao Qiao's face turned pale. She lowered her head and waited for Mother He's anger.
"Miss Qiao! I really don't know if you did it on purpose! I said that I shouldn't add red dates to my soup. Why did I taste red dates? "
Mother He's day after day of looking for trouble started again.
Now, Qiao Qiao basically wouldn't say anything to explain because she knew that Mother He was doing it on purpose. Mother He just didn't like her.
No matter what she did, Mother He could always find fault with her.
She squatted down and picked up the broken porcelain.
Mother He was angry at her silence. She said angrily, "I've already treated you like this. Don't you want to say anything?"
Qiao Qiao picked up the broken porcelain and smiled faintly. She said, "Mom, it's my fault. I'll get someone to make it for you again."
"Miss Qiao! Don't you have any self-respect? Even if others treat you like this, can you still tolerate it silently? Is wealth more important to you than your self-respect? "
Mother He tortured Qiao Qiao for so many days. Wasn't she also torturing herself?
She also felt bad for torturing someone else's child like this. But when she saw Qiao Qiao silently enduring it and still pestering her son, she was so angry that she ground her teeth.
They were torturing each other. It was just a competition to see who would admit defeat first.
Qiao Qiao bit her lip and smiled bitterly. "Mom, I just want to be with Shaochen."
"Get out!"
Mother He said angrily.
Her heart twitched violently. This was the last thing she wanted to hear at this moment.
In her eyes, Qiao Qiao was too hypocritical.
She clearly married into the Family He for status, but she pretended to be in love!
Love? What kind of love could make someone throw away their self-respect and self-respect and come here every day to be tortured? In Mother He's eyes, love was the most illusory and unrealistic feeling in the world.
"Then I'll wait outside. Mom, call me if you need anything." With that, Qiao Qiao turned and left.
Mother He watched Qiao Qiao leave. Her chest heaved up and down, and she felt terrible.
She took deep breaths and hurriedly made a call. "Duoduo, come over again in the afternoon."
— —
Qiao Qiao went out and was about to throw away the broken porcelain when she "bumped into" An Ziyan on the way. When he saw her, he frowned and walked towards her angrily.
He grabbed her hand and said angrily, "Your hand is bleeding, don't you know?"
Qiao Qiao looked down and saw that there was a deep cut on her palm. She didn't know when, but she didn't feel any pain. It was probably because her heart was numb from the pain.
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