Below these articles, there were hundreds of comments in a short while.
[I didn’t expect things to turn around so quickly! If Shi Qian doesn’t have evidence now, she’ll definitely die. Lin Shiming is going to sue her!]
[This story won’t be gone, will it? Can there be any follow-up?]
[Lin Shiming has done a lot of charity work over the years. He has a good reputation. Besides, other than the divorce incident back then, there are no bad reports. The move by Shi Qian cost nothing. Opening and closing her mouth is a big loss to Lin Shiming.]
[She must be desperate! Shi Qian’s reaction is obviously desperate!]
[This is a classic case of taking too much and being greedy. Shi Qian is already an adult. She’s probably not used to being without child support all of a sudden.]
[Heaven has eyes. Shi Qiuran is sick! She deserves it. Heaven will punish her!]
[Lin Shiming: Bastard ex-wife, bastard daughter!]
Under Shi Qian’s video, the comments were even more unsightly.
[Little beauty, come and open your mouth. I’ll give you a few hundred million!]
[Qian Qian, baby, your father definitely doesn’t want you anymore. Come, I love you. Call me Daddy!]
“Qian Qian, come, have a fruit.” Shi Qiuran cut a fruit plate and brought it to Shi Qian.
Shi Qian immediately turned off her phone.
“Mom, don’t work so hard. Lie down and rest for a while.”
“Qian Qian, look at you. You’ve lost weight recently.” Shi Qiuran looked at Shi Qian with heartache.
“I’ve lost weight because I haven’t eaten your cooking in too long, Mom. You have to get better soon and fatten me up.”
“Okay! When Mommy recovers, I’ll take care of you and cook for you every day. I must make my Qianqian fat.”
A lump formed in her throat and she choked.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Shi Qian rose to open the door.
The moment the door opened, Song Yan appeared before her.
He had a large bouquet of flowers in one hand and some nutritional supplements in the other.
Shi Qian froze.
“What are you doing here?”
“Qian Qian, who is it?” Shi Qiuran also walked towards the door.
Song Yan smiled at Shi. “Little girl, take the flowers. I can’t carry them anymore.”
A bouquet of flowers fell into Shi Qian’s arms.
The rich scent of flowers reached her nostrils and she stifled a sneeze.
Song Yan freed his hand and pinched Shi Qian’s cheek lovingly.
“It’s still like when you were a child. You sneeze when you smell flowers.”
“Then why did you buy flowers?”
“The flowers are for Auntie.”
A strange feeling rose in Shi Qian’s heart.
She and Song Yan had been separated for so many years. The moment they met, she could regain her childhood feelings.
It was as if this big brother next door had never left.
“Qian Qian, who is this?” Shi Qiuran felt that the man in front of her was unfamiliar and familiar at the same time. She was not sure if she had seen him before.
“Auntie, I’m Song Yan. Do you remember me?” Song Yan immediately walked towards Shi Qiuran and replied with a smile.
“Song Yan? You’re actually Song Yan? Oh my god! I really can’t recognize you. You’re really accomplished!” Shi Qiuran sized up Song Yan.
Shi Qian entered with the flowers. “How did you find this place?”
“You left in such a hurry that day that you didn’t even give me your contact information. I heard that Aunt Shi was sick and hospitalized in Cloud City, so I searched every hospital.”
“Thank you,” Shi Qian said softly.
“What’s there to thank?” Song Yan raised his hand and rubbed Shi Qian’s head.