In the photo she saw this morning, Momo was lying on the bed with a book in her hand and her mouth open... Yes, yes, it was this one, this one... It was correct! Tingli was delighted, and her feet involuntarily stepped into the bedroom. The bed and the quilt were empty, and the closet was also empty, except for clothes, sets of children's clothes, brand new, and even still with price tags.
She walked to the bed and couldn't help it. Tingli suddenly lay on the ground, just like many times in the past, Momo liked to hide under the bed on purpose. Now she was so eager that she would laugh at her when she lowered her head.
However, the hope was dashed. The ground was clear and at that moment, Tingli's eyes were filled with tears. Getting up from the ground, Tingli wiped the tears from her eyes.
She wiped them on her sleeves and prepared to continue searching. But when she reached the door, she suddenly found that the door handle could not be opened. It seemed that someone had locked it remotely. This discovery surprised her. She subconsciously tried several times, but the door handle did not move at all.
How could this happen?
Tingli suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart. She was afraid of being in someone else's territory. After a moment, she tried again without giving up. The heavy wooden door was banged by her. The whole empty mansion could only hear the loud noise coming from the far right of the second floor from time to time.
Tingli gradually calmed down after she was tired of beating and her hands were sore.
Encountering this sudden situation, she was a little panicked and turned to sit on the bed in the bedroom. On the right side, there was a transparent glass bay window, but there was an iron guardrail outside the window. It can be seen that this is a specially designed exquisite children's room.
The bay window has been transformed into a comfortable sofa. Light blue curtains are hanging in the bay window, which can let in the light from outside. A layer of goose-yellow carpet is laid on the smooth bamboo floor.
On the wall opposite the big bed, there is a decorative fireplace with a huge oil painting hanging on it. On the left side of the bed is a wardrobe and a white rosewood dressing table.
Sitting on the bed, looking around, and then looking at herself, for no reason, Tingli suddenly felt inferior. Compared with him, she was indeed too self-confident. Momo has been with her since she was a child. Although she can't be considered to have suffered, but...
Of course, this inferiority complex is also fleeting. For a child, what he needs most is, of course, his mother, his mother's care, concern, and love.
After she gets the child back, she will work 200% hard. She fully believes that with her ability, she will make Momo better and better. Whether it is spiritual or material, she never pretends to be noble and comforts herself that material things are not important. Wrong, in her usual view, material things are absolutely important, even more important than spiritual things.
However, such material things can only make her feel at ease if they are created and worked hard by herself. Time passed in silence. It was not yet lunchtime when she came, and the sun had already set in the blink of an eye.
The bedroom was very quiet, and it was precisely because it was too quiet that the sound of the doorknob turning suddenly at the door was unusually prominent. Tingli was startled and suddenly jumped up from the bed and stood on the floor. At this time, the door was pushed open.
The owner of the house stood in front of her.
Surprisingly, he was taller than she had imagined. Standing at the door, his short hair was about to touch the top of the door. His eyes were long and deep, staring at him as he came in. Tingli swallowed subconsciously, doubting that such a man would have to have a child through surrogacy.
"Where is my daughter?"
The atmosphere was stagnant, and Tingli stood in the room to break the dullness. His expression was very serious. It might be because he was at home and the room was always heated, so he was only wearing a smoky gray robe.
He didn't say anything, so Tingli had to add:
"I know that I came here so suddenly, which is very offensive, but Momo has been missing for almost four days. I came here just to take her away. As for the advance payment, I will pay you back as soon as possible."
The reason why Tingli said this was actually because she hoped that he could understand her position a little bit.
From his perspective, he almost looked down at Tingli. He stood at the door and did not go further into the room. His temperament was very calm and heavy. There was no indifference or impatience on his face, just pure seriousness. After a long silence, he finally spoke:
"Please make some other requests. I don't want this matter to be entangled."
"Where is Momo? I want to see her first." His refusal sounded firm, so Tingli had to change the subject, "She must be scared after not seeing me for several days."
"She's fine. She went to Hong Kong." He replied, his voice was as low as his temperament.
"What?" Even if she wanted to appear calm, Tingli could no longer hold back after hearing this, and her voice suddenly rose, "You sent her to Hong Kong?"
"Yes!"
"How could you send her to Hong Kong without my consent?" Tingli's anger was finally ignited, "Why? You sent her to Hong Kong, what should I do? What should I do?"
Speaking of this, she almost shouted: "Why did you send her so far away? How can I see her? Tell me, how can I see her?"