The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

According to An'an's description, Manman is now full of bad habits and has been spoiled rotten.

Meanwhile, his two younger brothers became the school bullies, bullying their classmates even in second grade.

He Lin's parents have been asked to come countless times, but he has never gone.

A small number of parents showed up, including Wen Xue.

The rest of the time, it's either the driver or the housekeeper who cooks at home.

In short, they never faced any punishment for fighting, brawling, or bullying their classmates.

That's why I dare to make mistakes again and again.

After hearing this, Yu Lian fell silent.

After all, there are reasons related to their own actions.

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of my younger brother and sister."

Every word He Ning'an uttered felt like a sharp sword piercing Yu Lian's heart.

Because all of this stemmed from a spur-of-the-moment idea she had.

"An'an, you're thinking the wrong way. Don't worry, Mom will think of a solution."

Seeing the clock on the wall, Yu Lian realized it was already late.

He hurriedly urged his son to pack his things and then sent him home.

He Ning'an didn't want to, but she had no choice but to do as she was told.

He was clearly in a bad mood on the way back.

Yu Lian comforted her at the right moment, "Don't look so sad. We'll see each other tomorrow. I'll wait for you at our usual spot by the door, and we can have breakfast together, okay?"

"Um!"

Time flew by on the train, and it was time to say goodbye.

He Ning'an got out of the car reluctantly and left.

Yu Lian watched him walk into the house and then quickly leave.

She's not taking her medication right now, and if anyone from the He family is nearby, her identity could easily be revealed.

Here, He Ning'an, back home, is very different from usual.

Chen Xiaoju had just scolded Li Ying for insisting on fasting despite her health when she turned around and saw He Ning'an returning from outside in high spirits.

Unlike before, he did not go back to his room to do his homework this time.

After putting down his schoolbag, he began to play with toys that he hadn't touched in a long time.

"An'an, did Daddy go to school to watch your performance today?"

This was the only answer Chen Xiaoju could think of.

"No, I haven't seen him in a long time."

He sat down at his desk, head down, and started organizing.

Soon, Chen Xiaoju discovered that the child wasn't playing with toys, but rather tidying them up and putting them in a bag.

"You don't want these toys anymore?"

"Grandma Chen, I'm just putting it away."

"You usually keep these things in the closet like they're precious, why are you like this today...?"

Although Chen Xiaoju is old, she is very perceptive.

"Are you angry because Dad didn't come to see your performance? You can't run away from home."

"No, Grandma Chen, you're overthinking it. I would never run away from home."

He Ning'an packed his things on his own, thinking that he couldn't wait to move in and live with his mother.

Mom promised, it would be soon.

Half an hour later, it was dinner time.

He Ning'an ate three bowls of rice at her mother's house and is still very full.

I'm not hungry yet.

He Ning'an closed the door and hid inside the room, responding to her aunt.

Chen Xiaoju appeared and said, "This child is behaving very strangely today; it's probably because He Lin didn't go again..."

She didn't continue, and He Xinglan understood.

"An'an, may Auntie come in?"

"Yes, Auntie."

He carefully opened the door, and almost the instant he saw his nephew, He Xinglan felt as if he had been transported back to a few years ago.

"An'an, did you have a good day at school?"

"Auntie, I'm fine, you go and eat."

That's why He Xinglan was even more worried.

Over the past two years, my nephew has become taciturn and distant from his family.

He was as sullen as a stagnant pool, yet he was still just a child.

Are you sure you're alright?

"Really, Auntie, I'm so happy!"

He Xinglan couldn't laugh, and silently left the room without saying a word.

I lost my appetite after going outside.

"Aunt Chen, haven't my parents come down yet?"

Chen Xiaoju shook her head. "You ate alone today. Your dad seemed a little unwell; he took his medicine and went to sleep."

Originally, He Xinglan was about to call and question her brother, but upon hearing that her father was unwell, she immediately hung up the phone and went up the stairs to the other side.

This is the second floor where my parents live alone.

As it turned out, she was absolutely right.

After half an hour.

hospital.

The doctor came out of the emergency room and said, "The patient was brought in just in time and is out of danger, but he still needs to be hospitalized for observation. His condition is not optimistic."

He Xinglan remained calm throughout the entire process.

After all, if she were to go a little more insane, the family might not even have anyone in charge anymore.

My brother looks the most normal one, but he's actually more seriously ill than anyone else in the family.

She longed to go back five years and burn all the photos.

She still cannot accept the circumstances of her sister-in-law's death.

If it weren't for those photos, the brother might still be able to numb himself and say that his sister-in-law is not dead.

He wouldn't have become a walking corpse. To outsiders, he was the boss of such a big company, enjoying immense prestige.

As his younger sister, she knew perfectly well that he was trapped in the past.

If my sister-in-law suddenly came back to life, maybe my brother could recover.

He Lin arrived more than an hour after He Jianguo was rescued.

They arrived even faster than Wen Xue and Xue Ci.

Li Ying showed no sadness; the prayer beads in her hand spun around and around without stopping.

Finally, several months later, He Ning'an met her father for the first time.

Arriving in such a rush, He Lin lost the refined composure he displayed at the company.

She was wearing loose cotton and linen loungewear, slippers, and her hair was messy.

But that doesn't stop him from standing out and attracting attention in a crowd.

He Xinglan smelled a strong aroma of wine and instinctively pulled her nephew behind her.

"Brother, are you alright?"

More than her father, He Xinglan was worried that her brother would pass away first.

After all, whoever builds it will be the one who has to worry, just look at his current state.

"How is it?"

He Lin sat down on a bench in the corridor and looked down at the ground.

"The doctor said he's out of immediate danger, but Dad's illness came on very suddenly, so the prognosis is definitely not good."

"Okay, I understand."

Less than a minute after sitting down, He Lin stood up, holding onto the handrail at the edge.

He Xinglan frowned and looked at his older brother with displeasure, wondering how much he had drunk.

He can still communicate normally, probably thanks to his amazing willpower.

"I'm leaving now. You can continue writing here. Someone will come later."

She staggered to her feet, glanced at everyone present, and finally fixed her gaze on her son.

That was supposed to be the end; the father and son had nothing more to say to each other.

But today, He Ning'an stepped out from behind her aunt.

"You are not good enough for my mother."

This statement was devoid of any emotion, sounding like a casual, everyday conversation.

He Xinglan realized what her nephew was saying and tried to cover his mouth, but it was too late.

His elder brother's expression immediately changed.