" Yaling, I..." After a while, the man chose to lower his head and no longer speak.
Ya Ling raised her eyes, and her eyes flashed slightly before she regained her calm. "Brother, why are you here?"
" I know you don't want to..." The man's eyelids drooped uneasily, but in the end, he did not have the courage to raise his head." I'm sorry."”
Looking at her half-brother, Yaling shook her head helplessly. In the entire Lao family, he was the only one who treated her and her mother as a family and gave them the respect and care they deserved. Should she hate him?
The weak and incompetent him had brought a disaster to their family. In the end, he had to use her happiness to exchange for their temporary peace.
She could have rejected him, and she did, but when her mother looked at her pitifully with the red eyes that had been crying for nearly twenty years and told her about her love for her father in tears, her heart softened and she was disappointed…
"It's nothing. I was willing to do this.”She was trying her best to suppress her emotions. She tilted her head, not wanting to see Kuang Wenfeng's weak and incompetent look.
Unexpectedly, through a small corner of the French window, she saw her mother's happy face in the hall downstairs. She had been a servant in the Lao family for twenty years. Today, she could finally hold her head high and chest out for once. Her mother, Liu Cuilian, was wearing a red cheongsam. She held a glass of red wine in one hand and carefully held her father's arm with the other.
She had heavy makeup on, and her blood-red lips were not closed, revealing her pale teeth. Her eyebrows fluttered happily, and her eyes were always in the happiest position to express her comfort.
He glanced at Ya Ling's dressing room on the second floor, his face and heart filled with uncontrollable joy.
Pulling her gaze back, Yaling didn't want to look anymore. The female staff member stood in front of her uneasily. Clearly, all the preparations had been completed. "You can leave first." After sending her away, his eyes fell on Kuang Wenfeng's face again.
His face was unnaturally pale, and his loose skin twitched unconsciously. He had inherited his father's facial features, making him look weak from the inside out.
"It's all my fault…I'm useless." Cong Wenfeng blamed himself once again. If he had been more cautious and courageous, perhaps...
However, there weren't so many ifs in the world.
Tong Wenfeng knew Leng Moyan better than Yaling. He was just like his name, cold and quiet, and ruthless. What was more frightening was that he had too many women, and it was impossible for him to give Yaling the happiness that she deserved.
A trace of annoyance flashed across Yaling's beautiful face. It was already a foregone conclusion. What was the point of saying more? Hopefully, he would learn his lesson and not make the same mistake again.
"Brother, go. Help me take good care of Mom.”No amount of blame and hatred could change the fact that the only thing she could not let go of in this family was her mother, who had been treated coldly by her aunt and second sister. She hoped that when she was not around, there would be someone to take care of her.
Gao Wenfeng nodded his head repeatedly as if he had been pardoned. Ya Ling's instructions had reduced his guilt by a bit. "Yaling, don't worry. I'll definitely take good care of Second Mother for you.”#
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