Jiang Jingxiu nodded, "Not anymore, I'll always be with you."
Holding the girl's soft, small body and smelling the milky fragrance on her, his heart melted. He suddenly realized that having a child of his own wasn't something he couldn't accept; at least, he didn't feel bad about it. Since that was the case, he would accept that he had a daughter.
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Jiang Mi tried her best to act normal. She found her godmother, Yang Qian. Yang Qian, seeing only Jiang Mi return, anxiously asked, "Where's Mianmian? Why didn't she come back with you?"
"Mom, Mianmian is fine. Not only is she fine, she's now in the best ward with the best material conditions," Jiang Mi tried to comfort herself.
She felt that she and Jiang Tian were fated to clash. Whenever she encountered Jiang Tian, nothing good would come of it. If she hadn't come to the capital and encountered Jiang Tian again, she wouldn't have lost Mianmian.
"What exactly happened? Tell me clearly," Yang Qian asked, not rushing, but holding her hand.
Jiang Mi told Yang Qian everything that had happened. Yang Qian was speechless for a long time after listening. After a while, she said, "If that's the case, don't be too sad. You might not know, Mianmian really wants to see her father. Now she's finally gotten her wish, and it might even help her illness. From your description, Mianmian's father seems to like her quite a bit, so don't worry."
"Yes, I know. It's just that we can't leave now. I have to refund my train tickets and rent another place. We have to stay," Jiang Mi was almost in tears. Everything she had planned was now in disarray, and Mianmian had been taken away. She was truly distressed.
"Take it step by step, there's no rush. Since things have happened, let's think in a positive direction. I believe Mianmian is so kind, and her father can't be a heartless person. Everything will be alright." Yang Qian was a very insightful person. She never wallowed in self-pity or dwelled on difficulties, and this also influenced Jiang Mi and Mianmian.
"Okay, I'll refund the tickets first, and then rent a place. I'll take you to see if we can see Mianmian."
With her godmother there, Jiang Mi felt like she had a pillar of support. She took out her phone and operated it one by one. However, the apartment couldn't be rented immediately; they needed to look again later.
After chatting for a while, Jiang Mi took Yang Qian to the hospital. But not just anyone could enter the high-class ward; there was an access control on the floor. Jiang Mi had no choice but to brace herself and call Jiang Jingxiu. Jiang Jingxiu directly rejected her call, as he hadn't decided how to deal with Jiang Mi and didn't want to talk to her yet.
Jiang Mi was almost driven to tears. Soon after, Jiang Jingxiu's subordinate came out, saying that he had instructed them to take them to an apartment to live first and would discuss things later.
Jiang Mi was somewhat resistant. She didn't want to step onto Jiang Jingxiu's territory. It was Yang Qian who signaled her to obey for now and follow the subordinate to an apartment under Jiang Jingxiu's name.
After dropping off the mother and daughter, the subordinate left. Yang Qian advised her to rest first, saying that Jiang Jingxiu was Mianmian's biological father and would surely take good care of the child.
Jiang Mi was indeed tired. At this moment, she felt a dull ache in her lower abdomen. She dared not push herself further and found a room to rest.
Jiang Mi slept restlessly. Her childhood experiences replayed like a nightmare. The only good things in her life were two people: Jiang Jingxiu and Mianmian. But she dreamed that Mianmian died, and Jiang Jingxiu had choked her to death with his own hands.