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Chapter 204 Pay more attention to Yuan Lanqing

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    The only possibility of not wanting to become a normal person is that her previous life was too hard.

    "Were you unhappy before? Then when did you find out that you were a corpse?" Han Lu asked again.

    "After my mother passed away" Yuan Lanqing said softly.

    "After your mother passed away, you lived a very unhappy life?" Han Lu asked again.

    "I'm not happy. Less than a year after my mother passed away, my father remarried to my cousin. My cousin said that she and my father were childhood sweethearts, and it was my mother who broke them up. She brought  A son and a daughter, twins of twins, said to be my father, two years younger than me." Yuan Lanqing kept saying this calmly.

    But Han Lu felt heartbroken after hearing this. Yuan Lanqing's illness made her feel no pain, so she seemed to be talking about other people's affairs.

    But the reason why she suffers from Cotard's Syndrome is, from a certain perspective, because she doesn't want to make herself sad and sad.

    "Then what?" Han Lu held Yuan Lanqing's hand.

    Although Yuan Lanqing looked very calm, her cold hands reflected her heart. It was just that she thought she was a dead person, so that's why she was like this.

    "Their son was a good gambler and was tricked by others, so my father took the court's disaster relief money. Since he was tricked, someone would naturally expose him, so he wanted to give me to Shangguan as his stepmother.  , his superior officer was over sixty, and there was nothing I could do about it, but on the day when the superior officer came to recruit me, I found that I was a dead man. I knew that my body was rotting away little by little, but my father didn¡¯t believe it, and he went crazy.  , locked me up, but I am very happy, I think I will be able to see my mother soon"

    When Yuan Lanqing said this, a smile appeared on his face.

    But after a while, she looked at Han Lu and said unhappily: "If you think I am sick, then I can't die?"

    Han Lu felt like her throat was blocked and her eyes were as dry as sand.

    "Are you really willing to die? Your mother may have been reincarnated, and are you willing to let those who harmed you live freely?" Han Lu approached Yuan Lanqing and whispered softly.

    Using hatred to awaken a person is not what Han Lu wants.

    But why can¡¯t extraordinary people use extraordinary means?

    Han Lu was very angry about what Yuan Lanqing's father did, even though her mentor in her previous life had told her that it was best not to have personal emotions, as this would make it difficult to see things clearly.

    But in the face of such a thing, Han Lu still couldn't control herself, and actually traded her daughter for her future. Does such a scum deserve the title of "father"?

    Yuan Lanqing didn't speak. After a while, she said, "Is it true that I can't see my mother?"

    Han Lu looked at Yuan Lanqing and said, "Even if you can see her, you shouldn't see your mother in this way, she will be mad at you."

    Yuan Lanqing turned around and looked at Han Lu: "Isn't she already dead?"

    Hanlu:¡­¡­

    Han Lu changed her approach: "What kind of person does your mother want you to be?"

    Yuan Lanqing thought for a while and replied: "When she died, she said she hoped I would marry a good family and never come back!"

    Han Lu: "Then do you want to fulfill your mother's wish?"

    Yuan Lanqing never responded to Han Lu. Huai Yang and Nanny Xue, who were busy in the kitchen, frowned when they heard this.

    "Do you think this Miss Yuan is a fool? She doesn't even want to live anymore, why should she chop off her father and stepmother?" Huaiyang said in a low voice with his hands on his hips.

    "How can a rich young lady do such a thing?" Nanny Xue is a bit old, and she knows that people cannot be generalized.

    "What's so good about Miss Qianjin? I'm so frustrated." Huaiyang murmured.

    ????????????? Nanny Xue was startled and nodded. She was just depressed to death, but she couldn¡¯t die, so she thought she was dead.

    Well, that¡¯s what happened!

    After Yuan Lanqing sat for a while, she went back to the house. She didn't like the light in the yard very much.

    Han Lu took a look outside the window and saw Yuan Lanqing lying down in her clothes.

    If she hadn¡¯t been hypnotized to sleep for a while last night, she probably wouldn¡¯t have stayed in the yard.

    While Yuan Lanqing was away, Han Lu called everyone in the family together and warned everyone to pay attention to their attitude towards Yuan Lanqing.

    "Madam, should we smile more at her?" Huaiyang was a little unsure of what this attitude should be.

    "Yeah!" Han Lu nodded, then thought about it and said, "The most important thing is to care about?, let her feel everyone's kindness and warmth.  "

    The children all nodded, while Huaiyang and Nanny Xue looked at each other. By nature, it was a bit difficult for them, but just treat it as a task.

    So when Yuan Lanqing opened the door again, Shen Ge immediately ran over and said seriously: "Aunt Qing, let me help you!"

    Yuan Lanqing looked at Shen Ge and said after a while: "My hands and feet are not broken yet, I can still walk."

    If someone else would be scared to death, Shen Ge was only three years old and she only focused on the facts.

    After taking a very serious look at Yuan Lanqing's hands and feet, Shen Ge nodded and said, "Yes, Aunt Qing, your hands are very white and not rotten. I want hands like Aunt Qing's in the future!"

    Shen Ge thinks his mother is also pretty, but her hands are not as pretty as Aunt Qing's.

    Yuan Lanqing glanced at Shen Ge with a strange expression. This little girl actually likes her hands?

    She wanted to say, after I am completely dead, you can take this hand.

    But I felt that if I died completely, my hand would definitely rot, and it would be useless to ask for this little girl, so I still didn¡¯t say anything.

    During lunch, Yuan Lanqing¡¯s bowl was filled with a large bowl.

    Others could not find a good way to treat Yuan Lanqing, but "eat more".

    Yuan Lanqing looked at the bowl full of rice and vegetables, picked up the chopsticks and ate without saying anything.

    ¡°My internal organs are rotten anyway, so I should be able to hold a lot inside.

    However, the corners of Han Lu's mouth twitched and she took out part of Yuan Lanqing's rice and vegetables. If she ate them all, she might get a stomachache.

    Don¡¯t let this disease go away, and that disease come back again.

    Yuan Lanqing didn¡¯t say anything. She ate as much as Han Lu gave her.

    But Han Lu still said: "You will feel much better if you increase your food intake little by little."

    Yuan Lanqing said "hmm" and continued to eat.

    Han Lu knew that her words meant nothing to Yuan Lanqing. She was already a dead person. She ate for others to see. It didn't matter whether she felt comfortable or not.

    But what Han Lu wants Yuan Lanqing to know is that she is cared about.

    While eating, Shen Che suddenly said, "Mom, please give our family a name too."

    Han Lu suddenly didn¡¯t understand: ¡°What name do you want to marry?¡±

    Shen Che touched his chin and said, "Our private school is called Sihai Private School. Our family can also have a name. What should we call it?"

    After Shen Che finished speaking, he looked at Shen Qing. Shen Qing shook his head: "II have to think about it." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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