In her previous life, her husband never came home for many years, so Li Xiaojing still worked hard for the Jiang family. She was still ill for a long time when she was only in her thirties.
However, when her illness was at its most serious, she just wanted to see her adopted son again, but he was unwilling to do so.
Finally, when Li Xiaojing saw her adopted son, she was not as loving as a mother and a filial son as she had imagined, and the hateful look in her eyes is still fresh in her memory.
"From the moment I entered the Jiang family, there was not a day when you didn't push me. You forced me to study hard every day. You forced me to go to various tutoring classes after school. You forced me to learn various specialties. You didn't allow me to play with the people I wanted to play with. You didn't allow me to eat what I wanted to eat. You even separated me from my first love.
You are a wicked person. Ever since I was a kid, there hasn't been a day when I didn't hate you! "
Even though she had thousands of words to say, when she finally came to her lips, Li Xiaojing could only say one sentence with tears in her eyes: "I am your mother!"
Unexpectedly, Xiong'er laughed louder: "Fortunately, you are not my mother, she is."
As he finished speaking, a very familiar woman walked into Li Xiaojing's ward.
However, when Li Xiaojing looked at the man who came in with his arms around her waist, she understood that this man was Li Xiaojing's husband.
After rebirth, I must be an independent woman in this life.
Not bad, good-looking