Chapter 642 My Mom Is an Idol

Half asleep and half awake, Shen Qianshu woke up feeling tired, as if she had run ten kilometers. Her heart was heavy, as if a stone was pressing on her chest, and she felt a sense of sadness.

The sky suddenly appeared, all gray.

The sky at five o'clock in the morning was very quiet.

Not noisy at all.

She bent her knees and sat on the bed. These days, she had been dreaming about what happened seven years ago.

The memories of last night made her even more heartbroken.

"gentlemen……"

She never knew that her husband had vaguely hinted that she could stay by his side.

forever.

As long as she could accept that he was a madman.

But she refused.

In the past seven years, especially the time when her child passed away, she hated Yeling so much that she almost went crazy. She lived a low life, everything went wrong, and she was discouraged no matter what she did. She could almost realize that she This life is ruined.

She can never regain the self-confidence she had when she was young and frivolous, nor can she regain the Kuoda she had when she was romantic and unrestrained. She will be immersed in the pain of seeking but not getting and gaining and losing all her life. She cannot be freed. She doesn't know who to hate.

Hate yourself?

It was she who was greedy for the warmth of the world and forced herself to give birth to a child.

She hates it.

Do you hate Yeling?

He is the source of everything.

She hates it too.

Once people hate again, their life is really ruined.

She was so clearly aware of her twilight life.

Looking back now, I realize that it was my own stupidity that caused everything.

If she could be smarter, if she could understand Ye Ling better, maybe nothing would happen.

He followed her back to the castle that year.

His life with her would not be so strange.

However, she forgot whether her eighteen-year-old self could accept the schizophrenic Ye Ling.

She can't go back to being eighteen.

Can't give an answer.

She had a severe headache. Shen Qianshu cheered up. After washing up, she got out of bed, put on a martial arts uniform, and began to exercise. She was not very willing to exercise. Her legs would be sore for two days just by climbing a mountain. Now she can run at a steady speed. Hours without pause.

After an hour of long-distance running with heavy weights, an agent came to compete with her.

During this time, Zhong Ran and A Da mostly taught her and never touched her, and the injuries on their bodies were not healed.

Surprisingly, Shen Qianshu was able to defeat a secret guard within two minutes.

"This is impossible. How come Miss Shen...has made such rapid progress?"

Most of the secret guards selected as Ye Ling have more than fifteen years of systematic training, and the security personnel also have ten years of systematic training. They have been trained since childhood, which is equivalent to a special soldier of the special forces.

This agent has ten years of experience.

But he was surpassed by Shen Qianshu.

"Miss Shen is incredible."

"It's too strong."

"Her martial arts talent is very good, and the young master has praised her."

"Young Master is really...well-trained."

Shen Qianshu's training during this period was not in vain. When Ye Ling was there, he also participated in training at night. The intensity was not low, and he had some very solid foundations and talent.

The effect is astonishing.

All morning, the people in the security team looked at her with admiration, as if she was their idol.

Tong Hua thought to herself, my mommy is an idol in her own right!

During breakfast, Shen Qianshu was still immersed in doubts about whether the agent had let him go. Zhong Ran came in a hurry, with a bad expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "People from the Ye family are here."

Moreover, the comer is not good!

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There is a wedding reception at my relatives' house today, so I'm a little busy and it's even later. I have to send someone to the airport. Come back in two hours. I'll finish it slowly!