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Lin Yang's eyes flashed with anger as he chased after me. Just then, a small figure collided into my arms.
“Mom! Mom, are you okay?”
The child rushed in and clung to my legs, looking up at me with wide eyes. This was the girl I had found in Mianbei. She had no parents since she was little, had fought dogs for food, and had been scratched by cats. Yet, she was smart and very understanding.
“Ping Ping, what are you doing here?”
Lin Yang caught up and, upon seeing Ping Ping, his expression changed dramatically.
“Zhou Qin, is this your illegitimate child from Mianbei?”
I let out a cold laugh. “Lin Yang, how disgusting can you be?”
“This child is not an illegitimate child; her last name is Zhou!”
Lin Yang's gaze was as sharp as a knife directed at Ping Ping. She flinched slightly but then stood her ground, defiantly blocking me.
“Bad man, you can't bully my mom!”
Lin Yang seemed taken aback. He took a step forward, his eyes cold and filled with malice.
Ping Ping instinctively stepped back but still stood firm in front of me. Lin Yang halted in his tracks and turned to look at me.
“Zhou Qin, is this child… really yours?”
I scoffed, "What does it matter to you?"
Lin Yang narrowed his eyes, "Impossible, this is definitely more than five years!"
"Zhou Qin, do you think I would believe that?"
I shrugged dismissively, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
I grabbed Ping Ping's hand and turned to leave.
But Lin Yang suddenly held me back.
He stared at me, his gaze intense, "Zhou Qin, I was wrong about what happened back then."
"If you come back with me, I will make it up to you."
I smiled lightly, "No need."
"Lin Yang, just go."
I tried to shake off his hand, but it felt like I couldn't break free.
I turned to glare at him.
Yet he held on tightly, refusing to let go.
Frustrated, I was about to tell him to get lost when I suddenly saw Ping Ping collapse.
I was startled and quickly crouched down to help her.
But my hands were met with blood.
"Ping Ping, what's wrong?"
Ping Ping's face was pale, yet she still apologized to me with guilt.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I've caused you trouble."
I gritted my teeth and pulled up her shirt.
There on her back was a huge wound, still oozing blood.
"What on earth happened?"
Lin Yang also saw it; he froze for a moment before letting go of my hand.
I could no longer hold back and shouted at Lin Yi beside me, "Lin Yi, what have you done?"
Lin Yi's gaze shifted uneasily. "I..."
I coldly replied, "Lin Yang, as long as you take Ping Ping back with you and get her treated, I will forgive you."
I followed Lin Yang back to the Lin family home.
Upon returning, I looked closely at my son, Lin Yi. He was already eight years old and quite handsome. Yet, there was a coldness in his expression that mirrored Lin Yang's.
When he saw that I had stayed at the Lin family home, his eyes instantly filled with resentment.
I sighed, intending to ask Lin Yang to comfort our son, but then I noticed Lin Yi reaching for the safety charm around Ping Ping's neck. It was something I had cut out myself from cardboard.
I had adopted Ping Ping when she was just four years old. In the harsh winter, she stood shivering in a corner, wearing thin clothes, her eyes timid like a stray puppy.
I took her in and named her Ping Ping, hoping she would be safe year after year.
I made her winter clothes, braided her hair, and crafted toys for her. In return, she filled my life with endless warmth.
On cold winter nights, she would snuggle up to warm my bed. She saved up her pocket money to buy me hair accessories. She would call me "Mommy," saying I was the best mother in the world.
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