Mrs. Ning hated Ning Yunchu that much.
Because she doesn’t love Ning Yunchu’s biological father. The person she loves and wants to marry has always been this husband, but the one her parents love is her dead husband…
Being forced to marry a man she didn’t love, she couldn’t feel any love for her daughter Ning Yunchu.
Ning Yunchu couldn’t see her mother’s expression, but she could feel that her mother’s eyes were full of vicious resentment when she looked at her again, that kind of eyes always made her feel cold all over.
Every time she felt the cold, she knew that her mother was staring at her with eyes that wanted to kill her.
“I try my best.”
Ning Yunchu said something softly, leaning on a cane, carrying a few gifts, and walked forward slowly.
As early as she was sensible, she no longer dared to expect maternal love.
Mom didn’t like her, even hated her, the kind who wished she would die.
The nanny aunt often told her to stay away from her mother and not to approach her, otherwise she would be beaten to death by her mother.
She didn’t have any impression of her father, because when her father died, she hadn’t been weaned from milk powder yet, her mother hated her, so she had to take her nanny to treat her well, and she tasted the rare warmth from the nanny aunt , caring, maternal love.
It’s a pity that the nanny aunt was fired by her mother.
It was useless for her to cry.
Without the care of the nanny, she could only rely on herself to survive in the Ning family’s mansion. Without the care of the nanny, she gradually became ill, and she was dying of illness, and her mother would not send her to the hospital… …
If it wasn’t for the little aunt who married far away to return to her natal home and find her seriously ill and send her to the hospital, she would have lost more than just light.
Ning Yunchu squeezed the crutch tightly, took a few deep breaths, told herself not to recall, told herself to hold back, and wait for her to fully recover…
He sighed heavily.
She didn’t know when she would fully regain her light, and now she was no different from a blind man.
Pulling back his resentful thoughts, Ning Yunchu calmed down.
From the place where she got off the car to Haitong’s bookstore, there is a distance of more than 300 meters. How many steps does she need to walk?
Ning Yunchu once asked the clerk to help her measure her steps, because she couldn’t see, her steps were small, and she needed to take four steps for a distance of one meter, and there was no exact number for a distance of more than 300 meters, but at least one step was required. Two hundred steps.
Ning Yunchu silently counted the steps in his heart, walking very slowly.
Mrs. Ning didn’t care whether she walked fast or slow.
After pressing the car window back, Mrs. Ning called her husband, and after he answered the phone, she said, “Husband, I asked Yunchu to see Haitong.”
Boss Ning hummed, and said, “You have to talk to Yun Chu properly, then she will be willing to intercede for Si Qi.”
“What do I ask her to do, does she dare not do it?”
Boss Ning choked and couldn’t hold back the words.
“Husband, you can find a relationship and see if you can get Si Qi out first. She has been spoiled since she was a child, how can she bear it in it? I think of her suffering in it, and I feel like a knife is twisting my heart. It was Ning Yunchu who killed her, and if it wasn’t for her, that Hai would not have had any grudges with Siqi.”
“Siqi went to Hai to settle accounts when she was wronged, but she didn’t plan well and was caught by Hai. I really don’t want Ning Yunchu to die! Why didn’t she die?”
“Wife.”