To save her mother, Sheng Mian gave birth to the child of a strange man on behalf of her sister. Three years later, when she returned to the country for revenge, she was stopped by a cute child. "Mommy, do you think I'm handsome?" The little boy took her hand and winked at her. "Sure! Yanyan is the most handsome in the world." She pinched his face and answered dotingly. "He's the most handsome? What about me?" Hearing what she said, Huo Sihan was not calm. He pressed her against the wall of the bedroom and asked someone to take the little boy away. The next day, the little boy held her legs and asked, "Mommy, it is true that I am having a little sister?"
In a dark room.
Sheng Mianmian knelt on the bed with her face buried in the pillow, waiting for the man's arrival in a humiliating posture.
She had come here on Sheng Qingrou's behalf.
Her mother was seriously ill, and the treatment cost a lot of money.
The Sheng family told her that as long as she could give birth to a child for Sheng Qingrou, they would pay for her mother's treatment.
Sheng Qingrou went through abortion several times, and the doctor said it was difficult for her to get pregnant again.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have to ask her for help.
With a click, the door was opened.
However, Sheng Mianmian didn't dare to look up. If the man saw her face, everything would be in vain.
The sound of the man's footsteps was getting closer and closer.
Huo Sihan approached the bed and saw the woman kneeling through the faint light outside the window.
Her waist was quite slender, and her hips were curled up. Her fair skin was so attractive, as if she was welcoming him.
"Ha!" The man sneered.
She was qualified as a tool.
Hearing the man's laughter, Sheng Mianmian was so scared that she couldn't stop shivering.
Then, she felt the mattress sink slightly, and a hot palm covered her waist before moving upward.
All of a sudden, intense pain shot up her. She felt as though her body was split into two halves.
She grabbed the man's hand and begged him in a soft voice, looking extremely humble.
If the IVF didn't fail, she wouldn't have had to go this far.
"Remember! Sheng Qingrou, you volunteered to do this."
The man's hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
Sheng Mianmian couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. She felt as if her whole body had fallen apart. She bit her lips and pinched the sheet with both hands.
She had no choice but to endure the pain.
......
Nine months later.
In a private hospital where the doctors were already bribed by the Sheng family.
She had been locked up in the Sheng family since she got pregnant.
They said it was for her to rest. In fact, they didn't allow her to go out and walk around in case of being discovered by the Huo family.
In the operating room.
After a few hours, Sheng Mianmian felt so much pain that her mind was no longer her own.
Finally, she heard the baby crying.
"It's a boy."
In a daze, she heard the doctor's voice and then fainted.
As soon as she woke up, she ignored the doctors and nurses and took a taxi to the hospital where her mother was admitted.
However, an unfamiliar old lady was lying on her mother's bed. Anxious, Sheng Mianmian went to find her mother's attending doctor.
"Where have you been in the past few months? No one paid for your mother's treatment, and we didn't dare to operate on your mother. She passed away three months ago."
Doctor Zhang looked angry.
What?
Didn't her mother received any treatment?
Did she passed away?
Sheng Mianmian felt her vision go dark and fell to the ground.
......
Three years later, at Beichen Airport.
Walking out of the airport lobby, she saw the blue skies in Hwaxia. Sheng Mianmian thought time passed so fast. She did not expect to be able to set foot in this place again.
After she fainted that year, she was already on the plane to the U.S. when she woke up. She was penniless and did not even have any luggage.
The Sheng family wanted to kill her after killing her mother.
However, Sheng Mianmian managed to survive a tough life in a foreign country. No matter how hard it was, she gritted her teeth and persisted, only to come back to avenge herself one day.
"Mommy, carry me."
While she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a child's voice beside her.
Sheng Mianmian turned around and saw a cute boy standing next to her with his hands spread.
Her eyes turned from fierce to soft as she was reminded of her own child.
Back then, she had also given birth to a little boy. If he grew up healthily, he would be about the same age as the boy.
Sheng Mianmian squatted down, caressed the little boy's face, and asked softly, "Cutie, where are your daddy and mommy? Why are you here alone?"