"Ma." She called softly and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Tang Meiling woke up for a while, and now she was more energetic. She raised her hand, took Fu Zhiran's hand, and asked: "Tong fenyue and LAN Er have gone?"

Fu Zhiran nodded, "well."

She was a little guilty. She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look into her mother's eyes. "They have something to do when they come to see you."

As she said it, she worried about how to talk to her old man and tell her about her and LAN Jingyan, as well as her father's case.

In fact, the most important thing is Tang Xiao, the younger brother that her mother has always loved. When she knows the truth, she can't bear it.

My grandfather and father had accidents one after another. My great uncle was still in prison. There were few relatives left. My little uncle's business was a new blow.

Fu Zhiran lowered her head, worried, Tang Meiling tilted her head and looked at her anxiously, "what's the matter with you, Xiaoran?"

"No Fu Zhiran quickly raised her head and shook it. She pursed her lips slightly upward. "It's nothing."

Then he asked, "are you hungry when you just wake up?"

Tang Meiling gently shook her head, "not hungry."

She tensed Fu Zhiran's hand again and pasted it on her chest. Looking at Fu Zhiran, she asked with a smile: "Xiao ran, do you still like LAN er?"

"Er..." Fu Zhiran instinctively wanted to nod her head. At the critical moment, she stopped again. A "Er" stuck in her throat and swallowed it back. Then she lowered her head and said with an unnatural smile, "don't think about anything else."

She knew that her mother was not stupid. When she woke up and saw Tong fenyue and LAN Jingyan, she would doubted.

But she didn't dare admit it.

This liar, she felt guilty and bowed her head.

Mother's weak voice rang out again, "maybe your father's death has nothing to do with LAN qinsong."

Fu Zhiran was stunned and raised his head fiercely, "Mom!"

Mom, did she know something long ago?

"I'm sorry, mom." Tang Meiling suddenly frowned and apologized to Fu Zhiran.

With that, her eyes turned red.

Fu Zhiran quickly asked: "Mom, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you

As she asked, she looked at her mother's face with inquiring eyes and wondered if she had known something for a long time.

Tang Meiling tone is still slowly guilty, "you suffer those hardships in the Rong family, I know, is the mother selfish, has been reluctant to let you leave the Rong family."

Her old man's eyes became more and more moist. Fu Zhiran pressed her lips tightly and shook her head gently. "Those things have passed."

Those humiliations and sufferings in Rong's family are in fact equal in exchange. Even if we mention them now and recall them, we will not feel aggrieved.

She was still wondering the meaning of her mother's words just now, "Mom, what do you mean when you say that father's death may have nothing to do with LAN qinsong?"

Tang Meiling did not immediately answer Fu Zhiran's words. She stared at her eyes for a while, then moved her eyes away, sighed deeply, and then said in a leisurely tone: "sometimes, what we see is not necessarily true."

What we see is not necessarily true

What do you mean?

Fu Zhiran's heart is startled again. She looks at Tang Meiling with her mouth open. She wants to continue to ask, but she is worried that she just woke up and she is very weak.