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Leiman did not stay for a long time to leave in a hurry, watching Leiman leave read a little reluctant.

Ling Xiaoyue put the puppet beside her pillow and said to her gently, "this doll can protect Niannian. I believe Niannian will get better soon."

Niannian nodded and happily put the puppet on her body. Looking at it over and over, Ling Xiaoyue gently stroked her daughter's broken hair. As long as she was safe, Ling Xiaoyue could ignore everything.

There are so many visitors today. Niannian's teacher Yanying and a little boy are also here.

See that little boy Ling Xiaoyue recognize him, this person is the best friend when he was in kindergarten, Yuanyuan.

Niannian saw Yuanyuan coming, his eyes filled with joy, but soon the joy in his eyes disappeared.

Yan Ying and Nian Nian have a simple conversation. They pat Ling Xiaoyue on the shoulder and ask her to go out to talk about something. Ling Xiaoyue and she leave the ward and go out.

"Teacher Yan, what can I do for you?"

Yan Ying handed Ling Xiaoyue a piece of information, "this is the application for suspension of school. I've already filled it out for Niannian. I'll show it to you. There are still some things to prepare."

Ling Xiaoyue nodded her head gratefully. During this time, Yan Ying helped her with everything in school. When she was free, Yan Ying would bring some classmates to visit her. It was because of her that she was reading. Although her body was very painful, fortunately, her heart was still very relaxed.

They exchanged greetings. Yan Ying worried about delaying Niannian's rest, so she left with Yuanyuan. When Yuanyuan left, she kept waving to Niannian.

"What did you just say to Yuanyuan?"

"Yuanyuan said, my bald head is cool, and he will have a bald head next time." Niannian is always sad because of her hair. It's rare for someone to say that. Ling Xiaoyue is very kind.

Yan Ying just walked out of the ward and saw a well-dressed old man standing at the door. Yan Ying looked at him and left with a slight nod. Before she took a few steps, she saw the man chasing her.

"Hello."

Yan Ying stops. To this stranger, Yan Ying doesn't know what he's doing.

"You are the child in the ward..."

"I'm her teacher."

The old man nodded, "what's the matter with the child?"

Yan Ying doesn't understand, but this person looks very strange. She has a child with her. It's not convenient to talk to him more.

"You should be an acquaintance, too. Listen to me, you'd better go and see for yourself." She politely took the words back, holding Yuanyuan's hand and quickening her pace.

Before I took a few steps, I heard Ling Xiaoyue shouting, "teacher Yan, I didn't take your things."

Yan Ying just noticed that her mobile phone had fallen into the ward. As soon as Ling Xiaoyue opened the door, she saw Ling Jiang standing at the door, her face changed slightly.

Yan Ying thanks for taking her mobile phone and saying goodbye to Ling Xiaoyue again. Ling Xiaoyue doesn't show much emotion and sends her away. She ignores Ling Jiang and turns to enter the ward. Ling Jiang follows her closely.

Ling Xiaoyue wanted to speak, but no matter what she said, it was strange that she and her father became such an awkward relationship one day. Ling Xiaoyue also felt extremely painful.

Ling Xiaoyue didn't speak, just entered the ward, Ling Jiang followed closely, jealousy want to open without proper reason.

Ling Xiaoyue pushes open the door, Niannian looks over and sees Lingjiang behind Ling Xiaoyue. Niannian's soft voice shouts: "grandfather."

Ling Jiang heard this, heart has been worried, he nodded his head and lying on the bed to say hello, but Ling Xiaoyue completely ignored him.

Ling Jiang stood at the door, neither entering nor going. He finally summoned up the courage to go to Ling Xiaoyue and whispered to her, "Yueyue, can we come out and say a few words?"

Due to her daughter's presence, Ling Xiaoyue didn't want to let those things affect her. She kept silent for a long time and said, "go and be busy. You can't live without people."

Ling Jiang met a soft nail, but he didn't want to shrink back. It was really about him, but he didn't want to lose his daughter!

"Soon, I'll have a word with you." Ling Jiang insists on saying that Ling Xiaoyue is a little tired. She frowns and tries to control her anger.

She can't shake hands and smile with her mother killing enemy, even if this person is her father.

"Mom, it's OK to read it." Although Niannian doesn't understand the reason, seeing their heavy expressions, Ling Xiaoyue also guesses some points. She looks at Niannian reluctantly.

"Yueyue, let's just say a few words. It won't delay you to take care of Niannian." Ling Jiang constantly pleads, hoping that Ling Xiaoyue can give him an opportunity to explain.

Ling Xiaoyue had no way, casually explained to read two sentences, and then walked outside with Ling Jiang.

Ling Xiaoyue did not sit down, standing opposite the tea table, as if as long as Lingjiang said she would leave at any time.

Ling Jiang is not surprised by his daughter's indifference and refusal. These are his own evils, and he can't blame his daughter's ruthlessness.Ling Jiang sighed and spoke again, his voice trembling.

"Yueyue, I know it's useless for me to say anything. It's my fault about your mother." Ling Jiang deeply repents, for his dead wife, for his daughter, he has endless regret.

Ling Xiaoyue looked at him with a faint pain in her heart. But when she thought of her mother who died in vain, of herself who was forced to leave many years ago, and of the thought of almost dying in the United States, her anger spread.

"What's the use of this confession? God will forgive sinners, but he will not. You want to apologize for these words. Talk to my mother! It's not me you owe, it's my mother! " Ling Xiaoyue's voice is almost roaring. Does her mother know that the person who wanted her life at the beginning was her beloved husband? If she knows how painful it is!

Ling Jiang lowered his head and was silent. His regret was in vain. When he raised his head again, tears had spread out.

"Yueyue, it's my father's fault. I know you will never forgive me. I just want to tell you that Lingyun is made by your mother and me. Dad, you don't want it to collapse, and your mother doesn't want to see it die. Now Lingyun can only have you as a successor. So, I beg you, when Niannian gets better, can you go back to Lingyun?"

Ling Xiaoyue has never heard Ling Jiang say such humble words. He looks at his father. He is really old, and his eyes are a little fuzzy. His eyes full of red blood can see his fatigue.

Ling Xiaoyue didn't want to talk about it at this time. At the moment, nothing is important.

"Go back!" Ling Xiaoyue said and walked into the ward.