novelraw Chapter 918: She Is Not Our Yuan at All!
Chapter 918: She Is Not Our Yuan at All!
Listening to the girl’s words, Ning Zitong kept wiping her tears.
Thinking of how her biological daughter had lived such a difficult and hard life these past 18 years, her heart felt like it was burning in agony.
This sadness was more unbearable than her heartache.
Mu Jingheng furrowed his brow and lifted his wise eyes.
"Then why have you refused to come home after finding out? And instead contacted Ah Tong in secret?"
"I didn’t dare to go home, and I couldn’t face Brother Xi..."
The girl spoke as she slowly lowered her head.
"I know Brother Xi has married a girl named Yan Xinxin and they have a child. That girl is very beautiful, and Brother Xi loves her very much, while I now..."
As she spoke, tears began to fall drop by drop.
"A hostess who sells drinks in a bar every day, how can I still be worthy of Brother Xi..."
"Yuan, Mom doesn’t allow you to belittle yourself like this. In Mom’s heart, you are the best and most perfect. As for that Mo Chuxi, it’s better to be without him! Mom and Dad will find you a better man in the future!"
Ning Zitong held her hand and promised.
"Yuan, come home with Mom!"
Ning Zitong pleaded, her teary eyes looking expectantly at the girl.
But the girl shook her head.
"A lowly hostess is not worthy of being the Mu family’s eldest daughter. Mom, Dad, I’ll be content with seeing you alive again in this life. Yuan wishes you good health, and hopes everything goes well for Brother."
She said with a silent sigh.
"Mom, Dad, just pretend that Yuan died eighteen years ago."
She said as she wanted to get up and leave.
"Yuan, you can’t do this! You’re being too cruel to Mom. Mom thinks of you every day. Mom... hiss!"
Ning Zitong was speaking excitedly when suddenly she felt uncomfortable and clutched her chest.
"Mom!"
The girl hurriedly bent down towards Ning Zitong, but just as she approached, she suddenly shrank back, her right hand clenched into a fist pressing against her chest, as if experiencing the same heartache.
Mu Jingheng quickly stood up and walked over to Ning Zitong, asking with concern.
"Ah Tong, Ah Tong, how are you!"
"I’m fine."
Ning Zitong shook her head, but was even more anxious about the girl experiencing the same heartache.
"Yuan, it’s Mom’s fault. Mom didn’t take good care of you and even passed on the same hereditary disease to you. Yuan, Mom begs you, let’s go home together, okay?"
Seeing Ning Zitong’s pleading gaze, the girl seemed to hesitate.
After several seconds, she suddenly raised her right hand to the back of her head, making a motion as if to pull her hair.
Sure enough, she reached out and placed a strand of hair on the bed.
"I know Dad still has doubts about me. This is my hair, you can take it for a test. When Dad is willing to believe that I am Yuan, I will come home."
She said as she stood up.
"Mom, take good care of your health, don’t get too tired or agitated. Yuan still has work to do, I have to go now. I hope I can see Brother next time we meet."
"Yuan..."
Watching the girl’s departing figure, Ning Zitong felt immense reluctance, but Mu Jingheng remained as calm as before.
"Ah Tong, calm down, she’s already gone. Besides, she’s not our Yuan at all!"
"She can talk about breaking the vase at five years old, which is proof enough that she is Yuan! If you still don’t believe it, Yuan’s hair is here, you can take it for a test right away!"
Ning Zitong finished speaking and turned to chase after her.
"Yuan! Yuan!"
She hurriedly ran out to the street, but in the dim light, with the crowd and vehicles passing by, she could no longer find that white figure...