Chapter 306: Thank you [Beidai] for the monthly pass
Chapter 306 Thank you [Beidai] for the monthly pass
After saying that, he gently pulled Mrs. Chen, who was holding her, in the direction of Tang Qi, so that the two of them could be closer for comparison.
Mrs. Chen stared at Tang Qi's face for a moment, and she was staggered by Chen Yue.
Tang Qi supported the opponent.
As soon as the two made contact, Mrs. Chen subconsciously held Tang Qi's wrist supporting her arm, moved her lips, and squeezed out two words:
"Kiki..."
Tang Qi smiled at the simple and ignorant Chen Yue, "I have a few words that I want to talk to Mrs. Chen alone, can it be convenient?"
Chen Yue was stunned for a moment, then looked at the two of them, "Well, then I'll go greet the guests, you can chat."
After Chen Yue walked away, she couldn't help but look back at the two of them, her innocent face full of doubts.
Mrs. Chen opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted indifferently by Tang Qi: "You shouldn't want my identity exposed, find a quiet place, I only have a few words, and I'll leave."
Mrs. Chen's mood gradually calmed down, she looked around, and seeing that no one noticed this, she quietly took Tang Qi to the lounge behind the banquet hall.
The lounge is not large, with sofa chairs and a coffee table placed against the wall, and there is a row of simple clothes racks opposite the sofa, with a few dresses hanging on it, which seems to be a place for women to take a break and change clothes.
Tang Qi sat opposite Mrs. Chen.
Mrs. Chen's eyes were a little red, and she couldn't hide her excitement, "You, are you Qiqi?"
Tang Qi calmly replied: "I'm Tang Qi."
Mrs. Chen covered her mouth instantly, let out a whimper, and burst into tears.
is really her daughter.
It has been seventeen years, and she has wanted to go back and see for herself countless times, but she has no courage, let alone expose the existence of this daughter.
Countless midnight dreams, she blamed herself and felt uneasy all night.
Now I finally see that the little baby's daughter has grown so big and looks so much like her.
Only those cold eyes, like that man.
Mrs. Chen's long-suppressed thoughts were released at this moment, and she couldn't cry herself.
Tang Qi watched Madam Chen cry silently and quietly.
After a while, Mrs. Chen's mood gradually calmed down, and she tidied herself up with a handkerchief. Looking up, seeing her daughter Tang Qi looking at her with a calm and unfamiliar look, her heart was sour, and she almost couldn't help crying.
"Kiki, I'm sorry, me, you should blame me for hating me."
Tang Qi's lips pursed slightly.
She actually didn't feel anything about the fact that Mrs. Chen was her biological mother.
But when she saw Mrs. Chen crying, she felt an indescribable feeling of worry and discomfort in her heart, as if a stone was stuck in her chest.
She wasn't quite sure whether it was the original owner's emotion or the body's instinctive reaction.
She thought about it and said to Mrs. Chen, "I don't hate you, and I don't blame you. After all, you didn't plan to give birth to me."
Mrs. Chen was stunned, "You, you already know?"
Tang Qi nodded, "Grandma told me. You wanted to have an abortion, but the month was too old, and the hospital refused to perform the operation for you for fear of an accident."
Mrs. Chen stared at her for a few seconds, covering her face and crying.
Tang Qi actually hates others crying, probably because of blood ties. Seeing Mrs. Chen crying and crying, she doesn't feel any disgust.
She couldn't think of anything to comfort her, so she could only say: "If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen. How can you go out to meet the guests?"
Mrs. Chen choked, burped, and asked Tang Qi tearfully:
"Is it really swollen?"
"Fortunately, apply some cold water and you should be fine."
Mrs. Chen felt relieved and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, seeing the black stains on the handkerchief.
"I'm wearing makeup, isn't it ugly?"
Looking at Mrs. Chen, whose eyeliner and mascara had blurred into panda eyes, Tang Qi was silent for two seconds. To be honest, should she start crying again?
"Not ugly."
Mrs. Chen didn't really believe it, but she didn't say anything, and carefully wiped around her eyelids with a handkerchief.
After finishing the arrangement, Mrs. Chen remembered the business, "Qiqi, why are you here? Did you come to me on purpose?"
(end of this chapter)