Zhuo Qianshi reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ning Yazhi's eyes, her eyes full of love and guilt, and said in a low voice: "Silly boy, how can you blame yourself like this? You shouldn't be responsible for your mother's fault, right?
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After saying that, she raised her face, with a firm coldness on her beautiful face: "Mr. Ning, your style has not changed in more than 20 years, your style is still the same, your family life must be very happy, right?"
With a strong sarcasm in his tone, Ning Jiahao couldn't help but said awkwardly: "Xiao Shi... you were the one who asked me to marry her back then. You won't blame me now, right?"
Zhuo Qianshi laughed and sarcastically said, "Yes, I didn't ask you to marry my concubine, so can I blame you?" After a pause, his words contained infinite vicissitudes of life: "Don't worry, to this day, I still love you,
Now my only request is for Xiaoya to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan. I don't want her to carry the identity of an orphan and abandoned child all her life. I want her to return to her home and get back her share."
"This..." Ning Jiahao couldn't help but feel embarrassed, a look of embarrassment appeared on his elegant face, and he seemed to have lost all his grace.
Ning Yazhi lowered her eyes, trying her best to ignore the sudden sadness and disappointment in her heart.
It turns out that she has always been an unwelcome existence. Except for her mother, no one was happy to accept her birth, so her mother probably sent her to the orphanage.
Perhaps sensing the sadness and disappointment in Ning Yazhi's heart, Zhuo Qianshi held her hand tighter, as if to give her strength.
Ning Yazhi smiled indifferently at her and told her silently: Mom, it doesn't matter, it's enough that you love me.
Zhuo Qianshi is an extremely tough and stubborn woman, otherwise she would not have been in jail for more than 20 years, even enduring lung cancer.
Her strength of will is not even comparable to that of a man, otherwise she wouldn't have shouldered the entire gang in the first place.
From the moment she went to jail, she shed tears only once, that was when she gave birth to little Ning Yazhi, and held her for less than five minutes before being sent away. At this moment, her dry eyes filled with moisture, this
She has never given her anything to her daughter, and knows that she is not qualified to give her anything.
Her appearance, like an angel, brought light and warmth to her who had been in darkness.
Her mother's words awakened her feelings that had been buried in dust, and made her know what it meant to fulfill her mother's responsibilities. Such a small person has grown up to be so big, but she has no chance to be by her side.
Grow up, accompany her with her joys and sorrows, accompany her to study, graduate, and everything.
So, after Ning Yazhi left that day, she thought of Ning Jiahao, the man who, like her, had failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.
She knew that man very well, and he would never look at her. He was now the head of the Ning family, with power and status in S City, and she was his unsavory past.
He didn't want anything to do with a death row prisoner.
Refusing to see him, refusing to see him, is simply the other way around. However, if that were not the case, how could she see his true face clearly?
"Mr. Ning, you can't even fulfill the only request of a dying person?" Her tone was a bit tough. She is such a gentle woman, but she has such a tough attitude.
Ning Ya was not surprised at all. She knew that her mother, like herself, was a very thoughtful and strong woman, so she held her mother's hand tightly and decided not to speak.