She slapped him 95 times

  When Wen Yu received Jin Mei Chen's phone call, she had just finished school.

  So I agreed to go see Jin Meichen.

  The two did not enter a cafe this time, but instead met directly on the side of the road.

  "I'll ask you again, do you know who my biological parents are?" Just running into Jin Meichen, she was already impatiently pulling on her arm.

  Looking at Jin Meichen's expression, Wen Yuan could imagine what had happened. She burst out laughing: "How come, didn't your foster parents tell you anything?"

  "I'm asking you now! Whatever reward you want, just say it."

  It seems like they're getting desperate.

  "Ha! The pay is no longer needed. Didn't I tell you last time that there was a condition, to take you to meet someone?"

  "Who is it?" Jin Meichen furrowed her brow, a few points of vigilance flashing.

  But for Wen Huan, it was nothing to be afraid of. She knew that this person was now in her hands, but she smiled: "Follow me and you will naturally know when we get there."

  Helpless Jin Meichen could only reluctantly follow Wen Huan.

  Along the way, she kept thinking of Jin's father's words: either still very poor or made a fortune.

  A clenched fist indicates: can't afford to lose.

  Walked into a military hospital that looked pretty good, took the elevator and went to the neurology department.

  It seemed to be heading in the direction of a single-person ward, and Jin Meichen's heart sprouted with no small hope: In such a troop hospital, wanting to live in a single-person ward, without connections, also requires money.

  "Let's wait here for a while." She indicated to Wen Xuan, pointing to a corner of the corridor that was a short distance from the door of the ward.

  Jin Meichen followed her and hid in the shadow at the corner.

  Suddenly, I saw a woman in her fifties who looked like a rural aunt, wearing ordinary clothes. Her figure was not good, with thick legs and neck, a small belly, and fine wrinkles on her face. At first glance, it was clear that she was a grassroots laborer.

  "Who did you bring me here to see?"

  "She." Wen Yu's smile, with a deep shadow at the corner of her mouth, pointed to the middle-aged woman - who was also her own mother, Xu Yuye.

  "Her? What did you bring me to see her for? Does she know who my real parents are?" Jin Meichen's eyes widened in anger, glaring at Wen Huan, "I'm telling you, don't think that just because you're young and clever, you can deceive me about anything."

  "Then why did you turn back to ask me?" A hint of a smile played on the corner of his eyes, accompanied by a tinge of seduction.

  Because Jin's father drove her out of the house directly, she can't find a detective agency person, maybe Jin's father's people will stare at her and cut off this way. Finding this female student is relatively safer and won't be like a headless fly that needs time to search around randomly.

  "Speak up!" Jin Meichen's chest was ablaze with anger, and she had been forced to this point. It could be said that this female student bore more than half the responsibility. At most, if things didn't go her way, she would think of ways to retaliate in the future.

  Unfortunately, Wen Huan had already imagined Jin Mei Chen as a brainless big-breasted woman, and was eager to see Jin Mei Chen's blood-drained expression. "Her name is Xu Yu E, and it's very likely that she's your biological mother."

  Boom!

  Jin Meichen's mind suddenly went blank.

  Jin's father's words were right. Her family was very poor, and they are still very poor today. They were so poor that even now, she can still hear Wen Huan saying: The wife of a grocery store owner in the vegetable market, the kind who sells pickled vegetables, rice, and soy sauce.

  The house has an area of less than thirty square meters.

  Moreover, because of her family's poor financial situation among several siblings, Xu Yuer was forced to be sent over to take care of the elderly.

  As for Xue Yu'e's husband, the owner of the grocery store Wen Shi-xuan. Wen Huan takes out the photo of Wen Shi-xuan saved on her phone.

  Jin Meichen's mind went blank at the sight of the photo, and it was smoking.

  The middle-aged man in the photo, wearing slippers, with his pants legs rolled up like a migrant worker, looked sloppy and poor to death.

  The last sentence that made Jin Meichen completely explode was——

  "I know that your husband's younger brother's wife, who has just entered the family and is called Wen Man, is actually the big daughter of this family who was picked up later to replace you. The one who sold you was not your biological parents, but the old lady who is half-dead in the hospital bed. She disliked that you were a girl and wanted a grandson, so she sold you."

  The stars in front of Jin Mei Chen were spinning one by one.

  Is this world upside down?

  She stood up to Wen Man's position!

  How is this possible?!

  ……

  Hugging a thermos bottle and walking back, Manman heard the motor vehicles on the main road, one after another whizzing past her side.

  No perception, ears and eyes are all a vast expanse of white.

  She didn't ask what her father saw, and she didn't even dare to disturb him. The door was closed without her father noticing, and when she walked out, she remembered to lock both the wooden door and the anti-theft door.

  I'm holding this pot of soup in my hands, I don't know if there will be another chance for father to taste it personally.

  The footsteps moving forward did not stop, but seemed to have no direction. As dusk fell, night gradually approached, and streetlights lit up one by one. The city began to be dotted with the lights of ten thousand families.

  She once lay on her husband's back, standing with him on the bridge, gazing at the lights of thousands of families, saying: We must have a home of our own.

  Missing her husband so much now, she only has a home with him left.

  He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, carefully dialing the communication phone number of the troops one by one. After a series of beeps, it turned out that no one answered.

  Is your husband not in the dormitory?

  Have you gone out on an assignment?

  When she needed him most, he wasn't there.

  Because her husband is not an ordinary occupation, he is a soldier. Early in the morning, long before they got married, he told her: He thought she could be a good military wife.

  The condition of being a good military wife is to be able to endure loneliness and to bear the pain alone when it occurs at home. Because your husband is on the front line defending the country, not just belonging to you.

  Understand him, love him, and be able to bear it, as long as you can stand up straight.

  The slender figure under the lamp casts a shadow like elegant bamboo, beautiful beyond compare.

  A car had been following her all along since she left Wen Shi Xuan's place, only that she hadn't noticed it yet.

  The person sitting in the car, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting under their eyebrow bone, had a cold gaze fixed on her back. A complex mix of emotions flashed across his eyes: anxiety, unease from waiting, yet also an unshakeable determination and confidence - she would definitely turn around, she would.

  From now on, her feelings with Wen Shi Xuan will be completely broken tonight, absolutely.

  A strange call appeared on her phone.

  Hesitate to connect, or not to connect.

  After hanging up, the phone rang twice again.

  She had no choice but to pick up, and the voice on the other end of the line was both familiar and strange - it was her sister-in-law, Jin Meichen.

  "Is it my brother's wife? I have something to discuss with you right now, can we meet?"

  To say that she and this sister-in-law met a few times, and it was Jin Meichen who didn't want to have anything to do with Jin Meichen as long as she didn't offend her.

  It was they who made the gap between them from the first meeting, and it has been impossible to erase.

  Manman knew that Kim Meichen looked down on her as the daughter of a grocery store owner, and Manman also looked down on Kim Meichen's condescending attitude.

  "Just say it directly on the phone, sister-in-law."

  Calmly refuse, no need for any emotional changes because of Jin Mei Chen.

  "That won't do." Jin Meichen's tone gradually hardened with a hint of intimidation, "This matter, we can't make it clear without meeting in person."

  "I think I don't have anything to say to my sister-in-law."

  Manman is a person who does not yield to coercion from anyone.

  "Don't you want to know about your father?"

  When she heard this sentence, she could feel a net coming towards her, and there was no escape.

  Escaping again doesn't suit her style either.

  "Alright, sister-in-law, let's decide on a meeting spot and see if it's suitable."

  Jin Meichen sneered inwardly and thought to herself: You're not a fool after all, Manman.

  "Since you're afraid of something, then you tell me a place to meet and I'll rush over."

  As soon as Manman looked up, she saw a coffee shop across the street and said, "Come to my place." She then gave him the address and name of the coffee shop.

  "Wait for half an hour." Jin Meichen said.

  At the time Jin Meichen mentioned, Manman could sense that Jin Meichen was not far from her, all within her neighborhood.

  Crossed the zebra crossing on the road, arrived at the coffee shop, casually chose a table, flipped through the menu, first ordered a glass of milk and a Danish pastry. It's already dinner time, she can't starve her own stomach. She promised her husband that when he was away from home, she would take good care of herself.

  Outside the café, a car stopped by the roadside, the window rolled down halfway, and a pair of cold eyes quietly watched her as she started eating.

  The earpiece in his ear transmitted Lu Huan's questioning voice: "Brother, when did you go out again? When are you coming back to eat?"

  "You eat first." came through the phone line in a cold and calm tone.

  Nowadays, he can't even eat one mouthful of rice.

  Lu Huan, who had just been hung up on by his brother, vaguely felt that something was off and furrowed his eyebrows. When Mrs. Lu asked him when his brother would be back for dinner, he forced a smile onto the corner of his mouth and said to his mother, "I have some business to attend to at Bao'er's place, mom, can you help me and my brother keep our food warm?"

  Just as the youngest son finished speaking, he rushed out like a gust of wind. Madame Lu looked at the dining table in the living room, but it was empty with only tables and chairs. Her husband had to work overtime at the unit and asked his secretary to call back and say that there was no need for her to cook dinner. The two sons also ran out without knowing what happened. In short, men are like wind, while daughters are more considerate.

  Mrs. Lu walked back to the kitchen with a smile on her face, shaking her head, to keep dinner for the men at home.

  In the cafe, Manman ate a Danish pastry and then drank a whole cup of pure milk with some difficulty. All I can say is that no matter how she eats Western food, it's just not used to it.

  She wiped her mouth with a tissue, and suddenly from the coffee shop's floor-to-ceiling window, she saw what seemed to be a car parked in a place facing sideways, motionless.

  The crescent moon narrowed its eyes, wanting to see more clearly through the floor-to-ceiling window.

  The doorbell of the coffee shop rang, and Jin Meichen walked in from the entrance. Because Manman's position was very conspicuous in this empty coffee shop, she saw Manman at a glance.

  Striding with long steps, accustomed to being hasty, boisterous and unbridled, the high heels struck the ground with a loud, ear-piercing "clack", drawing everyone's attention.

  She was even more anxious about this and glared at the café waiter who was staring over. The latter quickly looked away and dodged to one side.

  Meeting in a place like this, it's clear that there must be something to discuss. Moreover, this young lady looks very unfriendly, so it's best not to provoke her. With Jin Meichen's arrogant attitude, the people in the coffee shop decided to keep their distance as much as possible.

  "Hmm."

  An expensive handbag was casually thrown on the table, and she picked up the glass of lemon water that the waiter had hastily brought over, took a sip, and furrowed her brow: "I want a genuine Nanshan." When the waiter left, she saw Mianmian's glass with the remaining milk foam stains, and her two eyebrows were scrunched up in an unbearable attitude, forming a continuous mountain range.

  She carefully folded the tissue paper in her hand into a neat little square, and then gently wiped her mouth with it.

  Found out that Manman is no longer the daughter of the grocery store owner, but also don't know whose daughter Manman is.

  Jin Meichen looked at Manman carefully and found that the woman in front of her was not beautiful, but she couldn't be considered ugly either.

  Very slender skeleton, skin is white and delicate with a hint of healthy wheat color, surprisingly better than the skin that has used many skincare products. Slender eyebrows, like a stroke of ink hidden in the distant mountains, with an attractive charm.

  Taking off that shabby outfit on her body, Jin Meichen admitted that Manman did have some charm to attract men.

  Whose daughter is she?

  Looking at this inherited complexion, it's not bad but can't be said to be stunningly beautiful.

  It's hard to guess.

  The waitress brought her the Blue Mountain coffee she had ordered. She picked up the cup by the handle, and as soon as she smelled it, she knew it wasn't made from freshly ground beans, but rather instant coffee powder.

  The coffee cup was put back on the saucer, with a hint of mockery: "Do you like this coffee shop?"

  "Just passing by." The calm tone remained unchanged.

  On the contrary, Jin Meichen seemed too anxious and was about to shoot himself in the foot at any time.

  Jin Meichen was getting anxious, seeing the other party so calm and collected, she didn't know how to find a breakthrough. Her foot tapped impatiently under the table, like a super-speed pendulum clock. Finally, her foot stopped at the position of 12 o'clock, and she coldly hummed: You Manman can be calm for now, but what's coming next will definitely make you jump in fright just like me.

  "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

  Clichéd TV drama opening lines.

  She lowered her gaze and gently pushed down the frame of her glasses with the tip of her finger: "You tell me."

  Don't look at her calm appearance like a waveless lake surface, but she has some temper and won't be provoked.

  It's all yours!

  Jin Meichen shouted in her stomach, but couldn't hold down the surge of emotions mixed with excitement, panic and unease in her heart. She picked up that cup of Blue Mountain coffee she had despised to death and took a sip to calm herself, saying: "I came to tell you the truth about something."

  "Go on."

  Her voice and complexion were as dull as stagnant water.

  No matter how beautiful Jin Meichen was, she couldn't bear this expression anymore. A burst of words rushed out of her mouth: "Do you know that you weren't born to your parents?"

  Silent.

  The only sound left was her own voice echoing in the air, forming ripples that seemed to mock her own self-deception.

  She wanted to find at least a little crack of astonishment on Manman's calm face.

  But on Manman's face, there was nothing.

  Unbelievable, it was as if a mirror reflected her own face back at her, her limbs weakly dangling off the edge of the chair, staring at those ugly duck-like glasses: "You... don't believe me?"

  Just this reason alone made Mianmian disbelieve her words.

  Yuè Yá'er stared at the glass in front of her, as if through it she could see the true self on the other side. Perhaps before Jin Mei Chen came to ask her this question, she was fluctuating emotionally, but after Jin Mei Chen finished shouting this sentence, she realized that she had actually thought everything through long ago and didn't care at all.

  "No, I believe you."

  A dull, affirmative tone made Jin Meichen's two eyeballs go blank. At the same time, through the bug inserted in the cafe, it flowed into the car.

  Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand grasping the steering wheel suddenly had an urge: to flee.

  "You believe me, aren't you surprised?" Jin Meichen stared at her with a dull expression.

  "Why should I be surprised? You'll be surprised when you hear it." A sharp gaze shot out from behind the glasses, directly at Jin Meichen's face.

  Jin Meichen was stunned by her counter-question, and then, while drinking coffee to calm down, she tried to find words to cover up: "I think that anyone who hears that they are not the biological child of their parents will be surprised."

  "What's surprising then?" asked Manman in a series of rapid-fire questions and interrogations.

  She wants to protect her father from getting hurt.

  "Some people can accept it, some people can't." Jin Meichen panted out one breath at a time. This mood was so tense that she almost wanted to die, and she didn't know why Manman could be so calm.

  "Can you accept it?"

  "What do you mean by this?"

  Her slender fingertips supported the rim of her glasses: "I don't understand you. I don't understand why, after finding out about this matter, you'd come to me privately and tell me, when it doesn't bring you any benefits. Wouldn't it be better for you if you just exposed it directly?"

  Soft and gentle words, yet like radiant silver needles, one by one, pierced her with no escape, stripping away layer after layer, revealing the true form beneath.

  Jin Meichen coldly smiled, desperately smiling, only this kind of pretentious smile could ward off the trembling intention that kept emerging from her whole body: "You're really something, you clearly know everything already, yet you've been trying to get me to spill the beans just to see me make a fool of myself, right?"

  "I didn't understand before, but after hearing what you just said, I suddenly understood a bit," said Manman.

  This soft and weak voice that could destroy a person was simply her nightmare.

  "What do you understand?" His lips seemed to be angrily pursed, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

  Manman suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was too "pitiful", so she helped her point out the fact: "You were not born to your parents, and you are related to my parents, although I don't know who told you."

  Who told this woman?

  Actually, Manman had a bit of an idea in her mind. Looking at the Wen family, the person who was both intelligent and cunning belonged to her sister Wen Huan, and with the strange behavior she had seen from Wen Huan recently, it wasn't hard to infer.

  Now Wen Huan pushes Jin Mei Chen in front of her, hoping that she will understand what's going on in her heart. It turns out that at some point, while she was envying her sister being pampered by their mother, her sister was also extremely jealous of her position in her father's eyes.

  Exposed.

  It has been pointed out that it is true.

  Jin Meichen's limbs were trembling and shaking uncontrollably.

  She can't afford it.

  She cannot accept it.

  She can't be the daughter of a grocery store owner!

  She wants to go back to the Jin family and be the little princess of Old Man Jin and Old Woman Jin.

  So she came to Mengmeng in a hurry, wanting to have a heart-to-heart talk with her.

  As long as Manya agrees, nothing can be said without Manya's agreement.

  "Now that you know everything, speak up. What conditions do you want? As long as I can fulfill them, I'll satisfy you one by one! Do you want a package, money, or my clothes? I can give them all to you!"

  "What?" The crescent-shaped eyes behind the glasses showed a hint of confusion.

  Jin Meichen's uncontrollable cold smile: "Don't pretend to be stupid, I know, you and I are the same, don't want to leave your adoptive parents, right?"

  The crescent moon-like eyes narrowed slightly and said, "What if I want to leave?"

  "Why?" Astonishment and incredulity once again appeared on Jin Meichen's face.

  "If my father were to find his biological daughter and wanted to make up for lost time with her, I have no reason to stop them from meeting. I would choose to leave, fulfilling my father's wish. I wouldn't want my father to feel even a little bit guilty, after all he has raised me for so many years, it is what I owe him."

  "This is what's on her mind, and it's like a mirror reflecting Jin Meichen's answer: 'What about you? What do you think?'"

  "I can't go back!" Jin Mei Chen, on the verge of explosion, suddenly patted her chest and glared at Man Man, as if staring to death, "And you, don't be hypocritical. The words you just said were just excuses for yourself. Who really wants to be the daughter of a grocery store owner? Your current words are just trying to abandon your adoptive father and rush to your possibly wealthy and powerful relatives!"

  It's finally out, the other party has finally spoken their true feelings.

  Luckily her father was not around, otherwise Mianmian couldn't imagine how heartbroken he would be, his pain in his heart equal to hers.

  Because she was the daughter of a grocery store owner since childhood, she was very clear and aware of the feeling of being despised from an early age to adulthood. No matter how well she and her father did, their inherent identity could not be erased. However, this did not prevent her and her father from being self-respecting and self-reliant, without needing others' opinions. As long as they lived a good life, no one was allowed to trample on their dignity!

  Manman suddenly stood up from the other side of the table, leaving Jin Meichen momentarily stunned. In the instant when she couldn't react.

  Bang!

  A loud slap.

  Five bright red finger prints appeared on Jin Meichen's completely stunned face.

  Jin Meichen gasped for air, desperately gasping, her lips trembling so hard that even speaking was very difficult: "You... you hit me?"

  "Perhaps your adoptive parents are very rich, but I must say that they failed in educating you. I believe that if there were better opportunities, you would abandon them just the same. Today you abandoned your biological family and your adoptive family; one day you will reap what you have sown."

  Every word is like a needle, every word is like blood splashing, every word is like a knife carving.

  Wafting through the coffee shop, piercing Jin Meichen's ears, flying out from the open coffee door to the outside.

  Wen Shi Xuan, after receiving that anonymous message was informed that his own biological daughter had not died and had been found.

  The instant feeling is surprise, unbelievable, and then not excitement but unease.

  Extremely uneasy.

  He didn't know if his own daughter would accept him.

  After all, he was an incompetent father who lost his own biological daughter.

  He walked to this cafe because Wen Huan said she was stressed out from studying today and wanted a cup of coffee. As her father, he had always been extremely doting on his little daughter. Whatever his little daughter wanted, as long as it didn't cross the boundaries of morality, he would try his best to unconditionally satisfy her, for he only had this one biological daughter left.

  Who would have thought that when I arrived at the coffee shop, I could see from outside, far away, through the floor-to-ceiling window, the silhouette of my eldest daughter Manman and another strange woman sitting face to face. Judging from their expressions, they both seemed to be in an abnormal state, with a tense atmosphere like a battlefield.

  Out of concern for his eldest daughter Manman, he chose to eavesdrop. Let's first listen to what they have to say.

  As he listened on, his face turned now green, now white, and now a deep red with extreme shame.

  In the end, a long sigh echoed in her heart: It's better to raise one than to have one by blood. Although she had already deeply felt this from her youngest daughter Wen Huan.

  So, it's sour to lose a big daughter, but it's comforting to have raised Mianmian!

  The icy gaze in the car fell on Wen Shi Xuan, who was hiding in the corner after sweeping past that slender and unyielding figure.

  The last hint of a smile on Wen Shi Xuan's face was deeply imprinted in Bing Zhuo's eyes, it stung and reddened.

  A slender hand landed on the other side of the car window and knocked: "Lu Jun."

  Suddenly turning around, I saw Yao Ziye and my own brother Lu Huan were both there. The two of them were crouching down, probably because they had discovered Manman's presence and were hiding on the outside of the car so as not to be seen by Manman.

  Unlock the car.

  Yao Ziye and Lu Huan quickly opened the car door and got in.

  "What did you say?" The old man Yao took off his hat, his hair fluttering slightly, and his narrow eyes shone with a deep, meaningful light.

  He had originally wanted to cut off all of this here.

  However, it was such a situation that he fell down again under her clever and spiritual hands.

  It doesn't matter, because this thing, this time's thing, absolutely can't end so easily like that.

  "Nothing." His cold voice maintained its usual calm and composure.

  Yao Ye and Lu Huan looked at each other. Lu Huan swallowed hard, slowly turned his head, looking towards Mianmian sitting in the cafe, as well as Jin Meichen who was slapped silly but seemed to be about to fight back at any moment.

  I'm extremely worried about my sister, but I don't know what happened between the two people in the coffee shop.

  "Brother, is she okay?" Lu Huan asked.

  "I'm here with you, do you think she'll be okay?" Rarely, Jun Ye made a cold joke.

  The other two felt a dull chill:

  When Jun Ye and Man Man are together, it's often Comrade Jun Ye who gets hurt.

  Jin Meichen, who had been slapped and bowed down, finally straightened up and stood up, glaring at Manman in anger. The only words that came out of his mouth were those of a defeated dog: "You just wait!"

  Boring.

  The moon's eyebrows were slightly raised, she picked up the thermos bottle, held it in her arms, didn't even look at her, wiped past her, and walked steadily back to her own path. The canvas shoes on her feet made almost no sound as they touched the ground, yet strangely attracted everyone's attention.

  No need for ostentatious luxury, low-key rich and implicit light is the eternal beauty.

  Mu stared blankly as Manman walked away without looking back, Jin Meichen's two hands were clasped around her head, and she was leaning on the table. Her arched waist trembled repeatedly, and to others, it was unclear whether she was crying or laughing.

  From her back, Wen Shi Xuan lowered his eyes and stood up silently.

  The little girl has not appeared until now, he is foolish enough to guess that this is a play specially arranged by the little girl for him to see.

  Alas!

  It's too hard being a father, both sides of the hand are flesh.

  Wearing a pair of slippers with a broken strap held together by adhesive tape, Wen Shixuan walked in this bustling metropolis, his footsteps heavy and stumbling, yet like an old ox pulling a cart, he bore the weight of his entire family forward without regret or complaint.

  Meng Meng walked out of the cafe and received a call from her husband who was calling back from his troops.

  "Man Man, I went to the library tonight. Just got back and found out you called, what's up?" Jiang Dashao asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

  He is now used to checking for any unconnected calls every time he comes back, afraid that his wife might have something happen at home and can't get in touch with him. Who made him love his daughter-in-law so much, it's already known by everyone.

  He Jiang Yan is not a henpecked husband, but he loves his daughter-in-law the most.

  All I can say is that the young wife is being pampered by everyone.

  "It's nothing." After slapping Jin Meichen, she felt that her anger had been vented. Of course, it was impossible to say that everything was calm and peaceful, but as long as she understood in her heart, there was no need to be afraid of anything.

  What people fear most is being perplexed in their minds.

  Her eyes were clear, but Jin Meichen's words were like powerful weapons, all of which were blind and scattered missiles.

  With a raised eyebrow, the wife sounded quite good, and Jiang Dashi was a bit regretful that he couldn't accompany his wife at this moment. He acted like a spoiled child: "What's going on? Tell me and I'll listen. You're not being kind to me, deliberately teasing me."

  Man man jiong: Husband, can you please stop speaking in that tone of voice that always tempts me.

  The cold-faced and hot-hearted husband is always easy to surrender under such an old man.

  "It's actually like that." Manman spoke quickly, trying to confuse the Liberation Army old man with smoke bombs. "There was someone who was very bored and came to ask me what to do if their parents weren't biological. I told her it didn't matter at all. Whether they're biological or not isn't the key point, the key is whether they treat you well or not, whether you've fulfilled your filial duties."

  Even if the bullets shot by his wife were faster, Comrade Jiang Yun could still receive them accurately. He stroked her beautiful chin and said, "What you just said is quite interesting."

  It means that Jiang Dashao has already realized that his wife is not a heartless person. Being good to Wen Shixuan doesn't mean being bad to the Lu family.

  The little daughter-in-law wants to have it both ways. This is also what he hopes for as he stands by his wife's side.

  But some people don't think so.

  She frowned and asked: "Who told you these things? Can they tell me?"

  A little wife with almost no secrets between her and her husband, nodding slightly: "She's your brother's wife."

  Comrade Jiang Yan suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

  And he believes that his little wife, Weiwei Comrade, may not have realized another reality from it, which is, if Jin Meichen falls, her brother will also fall, and even her mother will fall.

  This is simply too damn cool.

  I heard my husband making a rustling sound on the opposite side, like he was rubbing his fists together. Meng Meng was stunned: "A Yan?"

  "There's nothing, I've thought it through. To celebrate your victory, I'll hurry back and open a bottle of wine with you to celebrate." Comrade Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow and teased his little wife on the other end of the phone.

  Yueya's eyes smiled and scolded her husband: "What is there to celebrate?"

  Waves of pleasant laughter, accompanied by warmth, fluttering in the night, among the dazzling lights of thousands of families, lighting up one's own bright lamp.

  ……

  Wen Shi Xuan's footsteps, unknowingly, were led by his own feelings, and he found himself back at the hospital.

  When I arrived at Grandma Wen's ward, during this time period, my wife had already left. The only ones left in the ward were my younger brother and a caregiver hired by my sister-in-law.

  "Mr. Wen." The nurse, who was about the same age as him and of similar status, had seen all the people coming and going to visit the old lady, and she had already figured out that Wen Shixuan was the most different one in this family. Therefore, she might not be used to Xue Yuye, Wen Huan, or Zhang Qiuyan, who often came here to mock and ridicule, but she was respectful only to Wen Shixuan.

  "You go rest. I want to sit here alone with my mom for a while," said Wen Shi Xuan.

  The nurse nodded and walked out, closing the door behind her.

  He moved a chair to sit beside his mother, only at this time, alone, without anyone else around, did Wen Shixuan dare to reveal his true feelings: "Mom, I think you've been wrong all along. You dislike Manman, but she's done nothing wrong. The people in this world aren't as you think they are. I know you can't hear me, Mom, but I still can't help wanting to tell you. To make everything clear, even if you'll scold me again for being a coward."

  Here is the translation:

  Wen Shixuan's eyes sparkled as he spoke, and he swallowed hard, rubbing his palms against his thighs. A joyful expression involuntarily appeared on his face, regardless of whether the old man had seen it or not. Even if the old man had seen it, he would have gone all out to protect: "Today, someone told me that my daughter, whom you lost, has been found. I saw her. She's living very well, dressed in bright clothes, and now bears the surname Jin. What a coincidence! She's also Manman's sister-in-law. But she's not my daughter. I know it from looking into her eyes - she doesn't resemble me at all. Maybe she looks more like my wife. When Manman spoke to her, Manman said she didn't appreciate kindness and didn't understand filial piety. I was overjoyed when I heard that, as if I had won the lottery! Manman is great. No matter how much you or my wife look down on me, it can't erase the fact that Manman - she's great!"

  The old man lying in bed blinked, but Wen Shixuan, who was talking to himself, didn't see it. It seemed like he heard someone ask a question, and with a smile on his face, he continued: "Mom, are you asking me if I recognize my daughter or not? No, I don't. A daughter like this, I don't recognize. She can do whatever she wants, but as long as she has this kind of behavior, I don't want to recognize her. On the other hand, I'm reluctant to give up on Manman. So, Mom, you say that Manman is not my biological daughter after all, I think it doesn't matter at all. Manman will always be my daughter."

  The chest under the quilt was slightly heaving, as if about to be choked with anger by her eldest son.

  However, Wen Shixuan saw nothing. Immersed in his own mood, Wen Shixuan stared at the window in the night and smiled foolishly with great satisfaction.

  For him, just like the vines he raised, as long as there is a little bit of happiness, it's already very satisfying.

  The faint light that shot out from the tiny gap in the door was shining on a pair of astonished eyes peeking inside through the gap.

  Xu Yuye was supposed to leave, but she remembered that she had left something in the ward and was worried that the nurse would take it for herself, so she rushed back.

  As she approached the door of the ward, she suddenly heard her husband seeming to be talking to someone in the room. Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered if her husband was secretly meeting with someone. The nurse's age was roughly the same as her husband's after all.

  Then come up with a thought of catching adultery in the act, first squatting at the door gap to sneak a peek and listen.

  But what is this, what have I just heard?

  There was no one in the ward, and the nurse was not there either. My husband sat alone beside the old woman who looked like a dead person, talking to himself. I don't know whether he was speaking nonsense or telling the truth.

  But with so many years of husband-and-wife feelings between them, Wen Shixuan was a person who was very unskilled at telling lies.

  So, what I said is all true.

  The palm of his hand, with a stroke on the mouth, suddenly, two angry tears fell on the back of his own hand.

  You old hag, what kind of wicked and inhumane thing are you doing!

  She Xu Yu'e dislikes Manman, but after all, knowing that Manman is her own biological eldest daughter, no matter what, a tiger does not eat its own son. If Jin Ruowen was really bad to the point of intentionally keeping a mistress and she found out, she would not let Manman marry him either.

  However, Manman was not her biological daughter. This wicked old woman had actually lost her eldest daughter!

  A gust of wind blew into the sickroom, Wen Shixuan frowned, got up, wanted to close the door, but saw the watch and realized it was late, so he went out to find that nurse to come back and prepare to go home.

  When Wen Shi Xuan walked to the door, Xu Yu E had already quickly hidden. As soon as her husband left, she rushed into the room and locked the door from the inside. Looking at the old woman lying in the middle of the bed, all the grievances that had accumulated since marrying into the Wen family, until now hearing the truth, burst out together.

  Hate!

  Eyes filled with bloodshot pupils.

  Rush over, pick up a pillow, aim at the face of the old woman lying motionless on the bed, and cover it with all her might.

  You actually dare to throw away my daughter, I'll make you pay for my daughter's life!