Late at night, Mu Linxuan stayed with her rarely.

He embraced her in his arms after her, and put his big hands on her belly, touching it softly. He breathed warmly near to her ears, and talked sweetly in a low voice, “Thank you, Qingkong, I’m so happy.”

Shen Qingkong bit her lips desperately, and could not help shedding tears.

“Why are you crying little fool, you are so childish…” Mu Linxuan smiled and comforted her softly. He sucked the tears next to the corner of her eyes.

He was so soft and patient that she was almost drown in the tenderness in his eyes.

Shen Qingkong really wanted to cheat herself that she was loved and happy. But she could not.

…

Yu Youyou was waiting for Shen Qingkong in the living room downstairs every morning when Shen Qingkong woke up, to show her love and mercy as a mother to Qingkong’s child of an embryo.

She was thoughtful with good temper, even though a critic person could not find any fault from her.

However, as for Shen Qingkong, it was a physical and mental torment as long as she saw that woman. She could not bear any more, and escaped from the villa, wandering about like a wandering soul.

Suddenly, her mobile phone in her handbag rang. The sweet ringing sound seemed so harsh, making her feel rotten.

Shen Qingkong was scared, and put through in a muddle.

“Hello…”

“Is that Ms. Shen? Your father has been sent to the emergency room due to heart disease. Please come now.”

…

Shen Qingkong hindered a taxi on the way and pushed the driver to drive at top speed to the hospital.

She kept telling herself that her father would be ok. Her father was nursed elaborately for many years although he had some diseases. A doctor used to tell her that her father would be live long.

But the doctor said in a pity, “Please restrain your grief.”

Her mother paralyzed on the ground, crying heartbrokenly.

The crying smashed her self-hypnosis.

Her father was dead…

That man who used to hold her in his arms and said “Qing, you are the softest place in my heart” with smiles passed away.

Shedding pouring tears, Shen Qingkong walked to her mother with her weak legs, and said in a hoarse voice, “Mom.”

She was beaten by her mother before she touched her. Shen Qingkong felt hot pains on the back of her hand.

“Your father is dead! He is dead!” Shen Qingkong’s mother roared loudly with red eyes.

Shen Qingkong was so sad, and she did not expect that her father died suddenly. Her parents had always good relations, but her father passed away, leaving her mother alone painfully.

She wanted to keep her mother calm, “Mom, calm down. Dad will not be at ease if he knows that you are so heartbroken… I will always accompany with you…”

“I do not want you to accompany with me! Do not call me mother! You used to be scared about having a rough time and sold yourself by taking no reputation of Shen Family into consideration. You admit for surrogacy for high position and great wealth now, and made your father die due to anger! I, Lin Zhiqiu, do not have a daughter like you!” Shen Qingkong’s mother roared with hair disheveled, and her blooding eyes were full of deep hate.

She was painful and hated her daughter so much. She attacked her daughter who brought in all unhappiness to her family with sarcastic and ridiculous words, “The good reputation of Shen Family was destroyed by you, your conscienceless daughter!”

Shen Qingkong was so astonished that she backed up for several steps, with a pale appearance like a piece of white paper, “No…not like this…”

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