Chapter 174 Mom, you have to try to accept that I won't have a second child.

"But because your good nephew hid the letter, the child wandered outside for three and a half years, suffering things you can never imagine..."

At this point, Yan Liti couldn't continue, her voice becoming choked with emotion.

She squeezed her eyes shut, forcibly suppressing the emotions surging in her chest.

He countered with a question to the other side.

"You called to ask us to forgive Shen Qingrong for what he did?"

"Shen Tuo, I'm not afraid to tell you, not only Shen Qingrong, but also his two daughters, I won't let them go!! They all have to die!!!"

Qiao Qiao's experiences in both lives are inextricably linked to Shen Qingyan, a point Yan Liti never refutes.

but.

Shen Qingrong was the culprit in this whole incident.

If it weren't for Xiao Jun, if Xiao Jun hadn't left that magical bracelet for the child, which allowed her soul to be reborn...

What about her baby?

Did he die so painfully and silently?

And these so-called blood relatives knew nothing about it?

What's even more terrifying is that in his previous life, Shen Tuo, his biological grandfather, was very likely still doting on the twins because of that so-called kinship and past favors.

Even those two sickly men, carrying her precious baby's heart and kidneys, fawned over them, while they remained completely unaware!

Whenever I think of this.

It's no exaggeration to say that...

Just like Shen Qingyan, Yan Liti felt so heartbroken that she could taste blood in her throat.

Animosity from a past life.

I hate it so much,

That hurts so much!

As long as Shen Qingrong and the twins live, this hatred will never be eliminated.

Shen Qingrong must die!

His twin daughters won't have it easy either!

"Alright, I'll leave you with my words here, child. We've found them. You'll have to decide whether to choose them or us."

“If you choose them, I will go back to you after the New Year to go through the divorce procedures. Our son will also publish an ad in the newspaper and on TV to sever our father-son relationship.”

"Think it through yourself. Don't call again until you have."

Finally, I said those words.

Yan Liti slammed down the phone.

Then, trembling all over, she hugged the little body in her arms tightly, forcing back the soreness in her eyes and trying to calm herself down.

Yan Liti hugged her for a long time.

When Qiao Qiao felt uncomfortable maintaining one position, Yan Liti finally raised her head, cupped her small face in her hands, her eyes bloodshot, and held up three fingers near her ear.

Make a vow to her.

"Baby, don't rush, give Grandma some time, okay? Grandma will make them kneel and die in front of you!"

"Shen Qingrong, Shen Li, Shen Lu, their whole family will die, Grandma swears to you."

Qiao Qiao stared blankly at the person.

A long, long time later.

Under Yan Liti's eager gaze, she buried her head in her arms, nodded, and replied with a single word: "Okay."

Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, where the call had been disconnected...

Shen Tuo stared blankly at the phone that had just been hung up, his expression a mixture of astonishment and seriousness.

Yan Liti and Shen Qingyan were taken aback by the intense hatred they felt towards Shen Qingrong.

The situation was grave; this matter seemed far more serious than he had imagined.

——

It was late at night.

Qiao Changdong glanced at his little daughter sleeping soundly beside him, leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead before carefully getting up and going to the next room.

Next door, Qiao Xiaoyun and her grandmother are sleeping.

Qiao Changdong stood at the door, but instead of knocking, he turned the doorknob.

Then wait quietly.

Half a minute later, Qiao Xiaoyun came over and opened the door, wearing a coat.

Seeing Qiao Changdong standing at the door, she wasn't surprised. Instead, she sighed softly and lowered her voice, saying, "Does it have to be now? Mom, now..."

“Sister.” Qiao Changdong looked at her, his eyes resolute.

Qiao Xiaoyun sighed again and said helplessly, "Then watch your words and speak more gently. Mom is getting old, and her head... can't take too much stimulation."

"Don't worry." Qiao Changdong glanced at her, went inside, and closed the door.

Inside the room.

Grandma Qiao sat against the headboard. Although she had been traveling for two days, with the spiritual energy that Qiao Qiao occasionally gave her, she did not look sick or tired.

She lowered her eyelids when she saw Qiao Changdong enter.

Qiao Changdong walked to the bedside, called out "Mom," and then, under Grandma Qiao's gaze, slowly knelt down, holding onto the edge of the bed with one hand.

Grandma Qiao's expression suddenly changed, and she instinctively tried to pull him up.

But Qiao Changdong stopped him.

Qiao Changdong placed his hand on the back of her hand and said softly, "Mom, let me finish what I have to say."

Grandma Qiao's hand, which was covered by his hand, trembled slightly.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I know I'm unfilial. I've never let you have a single good day. Instead, I've made you worry about me every day."

"But Mom, although this is cruel, I still have to say it. You need to be prepared and try to accept it."

"I, Qiao Changdong, will never have another child in my life, except for Qiao Qiao. Never."

Grandma Qiao had already guessed what he was going to say.

But upon hearing this, her eyes instantly turned red, and tears filled her entire eyelids.

She raised her hand, seemingly wanting to hit him, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to do it, and instead her hand trembled as she landed on his face.

Do you know what you're saying?

She asked, her lips trembling.

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