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Du Liang also smiled slightly. The curvature of the corners of his mouth was very similar to that of Yu Ting's. "Maybe it's because I have a better memory."
Du Liang would talk about the past and the changes that had taken place over the years. He was very good at keeping things in perspective. After Yu Ting showed obvious resistance a few times before, this time he came over and did not show any desire to know more about Yu Ting. the meaning of.
Yu Ting seemed to relax a lot because of Du Liang's actions. When he was about to leave, she even got up to see him off.
"I may not be able to come and see you during this period." Du Liang's gold-rimmed glasses seemed to glow under the light in the corridor, and he said, "There is something going on at home."
Yu Ting's face showed just the right amount of concern, "What happened at your home?"
Du Liang shook his head, "It's not just some trouble between that man and his new woman. I will come back after I go back and deal with it."
"But by the time I come back again, the weather may have cooled down a bit." Du Liang waved to Yu Ting, "Goodbye."
Soon after Du Liang left, Xiaoyu arrived at the ward and asked with concern, "Are you sleepy now? If so, go to bed and sleep for a while."
Yu Ting's eyes still fell on the place where Du Liang disappeared. She nodded slowly when she heard this, "I am indeed a little sleepy."
Before the effects of the medicine had completely passed, Yu Ting lay on the hospital bed again and soon fell asleep.
Xiaoyu tucked him in thoughtfully, stood up, poured out the cold tea, cleaned the tea set, and placed it on the coffee table.
In the afternoon, Zhuang Fenlin arrived late.
There was not much concern on her face, as if the person who mutilated herself that morning was not her biological daughter.
Zhuang Fenlan glanced at Yu Ting who had just finished eating, "I heard you were injured again this morning."
Yu Ting said nothing.
When Xiaoyu heard her indifferent tone, the anger in her heart gradually rose. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said in as calm a voice as possible, "Yes, Ms. Zhuang."
"What are you doing to self-mutilation? It's not like you don't know the pain." Zhuang Fenlan poured a glass of water, revealing his delicate nails.
Today¡¯s henna color is different from yesterday¡¯s. Looking at it in Xiaoyu¡¯s eyes, it only feels more dazzling.
She smiled reluctantly, "Ms. Zhuang, your nails are really beautiful. Were they newly done today?"
Zhuang Fenlan stretched out his hand and replied casually, "I did it this morning. This nail salon is not bad."
Xiaoyu took a deep breath and stood up, "Ms. Zhuang, I know that your relationship with Miss Yu is not very close, but she is your daughter. Since you often come to see her, it proves that you are not in your heart either. None of hers.¡±
"The hospital called you this morning. You didn't rush to the hospital as soon as possible. Instead, you went to get your nails done?"
Zhuang Fenlan raised his eyebrows, "Are you talking about her self-mutilation?"
Zhuang Fenlan's tone was a little careless, which made Xiaoyu's anger grow stronger. "Ms. Zhuang, isn't self-harm a big deal?"
"I gave birth to Yu Ting. As a mother, I didn't say anything. What do you mean by this?" Zhuang Fenlan snorted and said, "She hurt herself and I rushed to the hospital. What's the use?"
¡°Her mind is filled with the man named Lu Jingchuan. Even when she is sick, she is thinking of him, not me as a mother.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com