Zheng Linxu patted Zheng Pianqing on the shoulder, and then Zheng Pianqing looked sideways at him and moved her lips gently, "Even if she doesn't like me, it's normal."
Even if they were indeed her biological mother and daughter, for a mother who had never taken care of her child for a day since she was born, she really had no right to ask her child to love her and stick to her. She had no intention of blaming Sansan, and was only disappointed because she blamed herself.
"You raised her very well." Zheng Pianqian discussed this issue with Zheng Lin formally for the first time: "Thank you, brother."
Zheng Lin said: "Sansan is the child of our Zheng family. It doesn't matter who raises her."
"Pianying, don't blame yourself. Just because of the sin you suffered for leaving Sansan behind, you have not sorry for her." After these few years, Zheng Linxu clearly knows the crux of Zheng Pianying's depression, so he will help her When thoughts of self-attack arise, reverse her thoughts as soon as possible.
Even if it couldn't be completely reversed, at least it wouldn't make her sink deeper and deeper into self-blame.
After Zheng Pianxu heard what Zheng Linxu said, she took a long breath. She didn't want Zheng Linxu to worry, so she changed the topic: "Does Mingzhu often play with Sansan?"
Zheng Lin said: "Well, Sansan likes her."
Zheng Pianqing: "Very good."
Zheng Linxu didn't know what he thought of, and the expression on his face was solemn for a moment, but before Zheng Pianqing could take a closer look, he had returned to normal.
"Sansan is still too young now, so I can't explain her parents and family relationship to her at the moment. I will tell her when she is older."
Parental and family relationships.
When talking about this matter, Zheng Pianqian inevitably thought of Zhou Yi.
"You don't need to tell her about daddy." In fact, this question can be answered without any need. From the beginning to the end, she never wanted Zhou Yi to know about Sansan's existence, and they would never interact again from now on.
Zheng Linxu nodded. He and Zheng Pianqing had the same idea on this matter: "I will tell her then that her father died unexpectedly."
For Sansan, this is not a difficult thing to accept. She has never missed the role of "father" when she was growing up. Biological father is just an abstract concept, and she has no objection to an illusory concept. emotion.
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After Christmas, it’s Sansan’s birthday.
Although the date registered in Sansan's passport is February, Zheng Linxu will still celebrate her real birthday.
In the third year since her child was born, Zheng Pianqing celebrated her birthday for the first time.
Normally, Zheng Linxu is very stuck in Sansan's diet and living habits. She rarely has the opportunity to eat cake. After eating the cake on her birthday, she was so happy that she couldn't help but savor every bite.
Zheng Pianqing looked at Sansan's lively and lively appearance, and she would be in a trance from time to time - it was hard for her to imagine that the smart little cutie in front of her was born while she was taking medication for severe depression.
Her condition during pregnancy was really bad, especially in the second and third trimester. At that time, she thought that the child would be affected by her condition after birth, but she didn't expect that not only would it not happen, but she would be so lively and healthy.
Zheng Pianqing looked at Sansan, her eyes gradually getting hot.
"Mom, why don't you eat the cake?" After Sansan took a sip of the cream, she realized that Zheng Pianying had been staring at her, tilting her head to look at her curiously, "The cake is delicious, eat it quickly."
She pointed to the plate in front of Zheng Pianqing, then picked up the fork and stuffed it into Zheng Pianqing's hand.
Zheng Pianqing's tears came out all of a sudden, and her heart was filled with unspeakable sadness. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears, and took the fork from Sansan's hand, "Thank you."
Sansan: "You're welcome~"
Zheng Pianqing had never taken care of a child, and she had no experience in getting along with children before giving birth to Sansan. In addition, her feelings for Sansan were very complicated, which resulted in her speaking to Sansan in a blunt and polite tone.
She couldn't hold her voice and talk to Sansan like Jiang Mingzhu. She could only communicate in a rigid manner. After trying many times, Zheng Pianqing felt that she might not be able to learn it.
But Sansan didn't seem to mind that much and was still very enthusiastic when talking to her.
On this trip, Zheng Linxu and Sansan spent the New Year in Zurich and flew back to New York on January 3rd.
When Zheng Pian Ting sent them to the airport, San San held her hand and looked at her helplessly, "Mom, won't you go home with us?"
Zheng Pianqian lowered her head and looked at the little hand holding her, her eyes began to swell again.
She took a deep breath and said to her, "I'll go back and see you when I'm free."
Zheng Linxu then said: "Sansan, mom has her own business to be busy with. Dad will bring you back in a few months."
Sansan pursed her lips, "But mom and dad should live together when they get married."
Zheng Pianqing: "..."
"Because mommy has to go to school." Finally, it was Jiang Mingzhu who stood up and coaxed Sansan, "Mom is trying to become an excellent mother for Sansan, so Sansan also wants to be an excellent baby, right?"
Sansan nodded: "Then when will mom stop going to school?"
Jiang Mingzhu: "How about we wait for her while she goes to kindergarten? In this way, both Sansan and her mother will become better."
Jiang Mingzhu was very good at coaxing children, and Sansan got along very well with her, so she was quickly comforted by her.
After coaxing Sansan, Jiang Mingzhu smiled at Zheng Pianying.
Zheng Pianqing also smiled at her: "Thank you."
Jiang Mingzhu: "You're welcome, take care of yourself."
She came up and hugged Zheng Pianqian briefly.
Zheng Pianqing stood there and watched the three of them enter the security area. She didn't turn around and leave until no one could be found.
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In March, Zheng Pianqing went to Paris to see a master's painting exhibition.
However, in the past few days, I just happened to catch up with the show, so I stopped by.
When Zheng Pianqing set off from the hotel, she unexpectedly ran into Qin Lie.
After the breakup, Zheng Pian Ting and Qin Lie hadn't seen each other much. I didn't expect that two people who couldn't meet in Zurich would bump into each other in Paris.
Zheng Pianqian didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Qin Lie was the more natural one. He walked up to Zheng Pianqing and said with a smile, "I'm taking my annual leave to have some fun. How about you?"
Zheng Pianqing: "Come to see the art exhibition."
Qin Lie: "Where are you going? I'll drive you there."
Zheng Pianqing: "No, I have finished viewing the art exhibition. Today I am going to see the show."
Qin Lie smiled again, "What a coincidence, I'll go there too, shall we?"
Realizing that Zheng Pianqing was hesitant, Qin Lie said, "We should still be friends."
Zheng Pianqian followed Qin Lie into the car.
In the past, when they were in love, Zheng Pian Ting spoke very little. Qin Lie was much more talkative than her, and he was the one who did all the talking on the road.
Qin Lie parked the car near the show, and the two got out of the car together. After just a few steps, they saw many models and celebrities taking street photos.
Zheng Pianqian looked around habitually, and suddenly heard a familiar voice.
