Perhaps because she was somewhat similar to her daughter, she found that she could not destroy her hopes in the end and took a deep breath: "Okay...I'll help you... think of a way..."

Ye Weilan heard this sentence in a hazy way and seemed to be relieved: "Don't... lie..."

After she finished speaking, her head with a high fever completely fell into a drowsiness.

Seeing her instantly obedient appearance, Zhan Yan smiled. She was such a cute child. She bent down and picked up the quilt from the ground to cover it. She pinched the horns of the quilt. After the person fell asleep, she walked out of the room.

The rain is still falling.

In the rain curtain in front of the hall, a slender figure knelt there, trembling and cold.

The woman's eyes penetrated her and fell into the dark sky in the distance.

On countless rainy nights, when she woke up, she was facing a lonely and cold room.

Lonely and despise human life.

She was not defeated by her concern for her daughter.

Perhaps there was more eyes to accompany her tonight, and she suddenly felt that such a rainy night was a little warmer.

warmth……

Since she was nineteen, these two words have never appeared in her messy life.

She raised her head and looked at the dark night sky. The rain was very cool. The cool people felt empty in their hearts. She closed her eyes and two lines of clear tears rolled down her smooth cheeks: "My Lanlan... are you okay..."

Yan Yan's life has been free from the abyss of pain since she was born. She has a healthy body, a unique lover, and now she has her own children...

But her Lanlan is destined to fight against the miserable fate in her life. She has no parents, no support, no power... But fortunately, she has a lover...

The daughter she cares about most in her life...

"Mother, I know I'm wrong. Please forgive me..."

Pandora's pleading sound came from outside the hall, with a crying voice.

"Madam, do you think you're going to get up? If you kneel there in such weather, you'll get sick..." The maid asked worriedly.

The woman spoke indifferently, with no fluctuations in her tone: "I didn't let her kneel."

She didn't care whether she knelt or not.

There was not a single fool who served her. He understood what she meant by hearing this tone and immediately did not dare to persuade her.

The relationship between this "mother and daughter" is really too indifferent...

The woman stood in the hall for a long time until a ray of light shone out from the dark rain and the sky gradually became brighter, she suddenly came back to her senses, thinking of the little ancestor who cried in the room, who might wake up soon because of her anxiety, and a trace of softness floated in her eyes.

This softness made the maid who served her stunned.

They served her for so many years, and it was not until today that they realized that what they saw in the future was a statue. Only at that moment did the beautiful woman in front of her have a trace of human feelings.

"Catch the phone." She said lightly.

"Madam..." The maids were embarrassed.

They can meet all her requirements, and they can do whatever is reasonable or unreasonable, but they cannot let her have any contact with the outside world.

This is the king's order.

No one can disobey.

"Call your master and hand it to me." She said this without any emotion.

When the maids heard this, they were overjoyed.

They rushed to get their cell phones one by one.

She stood in the hall, looking at the island shrouded in the rain, with a cold look.
Chapter completed!