Yan Qi calmly told everything Cheng Yanqi had experienced, without adding any extraneous details or beautifying her childhood. She told it exactly according to what was recorded in her diary.
Ye Qiu'an initially expected Yan Qi to finish speaking quickly so that he could help Xia Ning.
But when she heard her talking about the pain of her 'little daughter' word by word, she couldn't help but cover her face.
Tears flowed down between the fingers.
Ye Qiu'an cried and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you."
"It's not me." Yan Qi interrupted Ye Qiu'an and emphasized again and again, "I'm telling you a story. My little daughter is not me. We are not the same person."
Ye Qiu'an looked confused, and she was a little confused by Yan Qi.
Isn't the youngest daughter her? Who else could she be?
She moved her lips and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yan Qi: "Listen to me. After the younger daughter got married, she thought she would have her own family, but she didn't expect that everything was her delusion. She was still pretended
Thousands of gold control.
Her husband misunderstood her deeply and didn't like her, even hated her. Her adoptive mother also scolded her for being ungrateful and asked her to devote her life to a fake daughter."
"Yan Qi——" Ye Qiu'an couldn't help but defend, "You misunderstood Xia Ning. She didn't control you. She treated you..."
"Mr. Ye, can you listen to me?" Yan Qi was a little impatient, "I never said that the fake daughter was Xia Ning. I was just telling a story. This story is false. It is false. Please
Don’t take your seat.”
Hearing this, Ye Qiu'an's face turned pale and he did not dare to interrupt.
Yan Qi continued: "The younger daughter committed suicide in despair. After her death, another woman who looked exactly like her borrowed her identity."
"Dead?" Ye Qiu'an was a little confused. For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart, his ears were buzzing, and his brain was muddy.
"Yes, the little daughter is dead." Yan Qi looked at Ye Qiu'an with sharp eyes, "The one who is alive is not the little daughter, but another woman.
This woman took the place of the younger daughter. The younger daughter never lived until the day when the truth came out. She didn’t know that she was the real daughter, and she didn’t know that the lady she longed for was her biological mother. She didn’t know anything.
, she is already dead, already dead!"
Yan Qi couldn't control his emotions. He clutched the sofa tightly with his fingers. It took him a while to stabilize his emotions.
"Who is that woman? Who is the woman who takes the place of the younger daughter?" Ye Qiuan's throat was choked so much that he stared at Yan Qi.
Yan Qi shook his head: "I don't know, this is just a story. Now I've finished telling this story. It's your turn, what do you want me to do?"
Ye Qiu'an was still immersed in the thought that her "little daughter" was dead. It took her a long time to recover. She picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of her eyes, telling herself in her heart: This is just a story, just a story.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Qi, her heavy heart relieved a little.
Yan Qi is still alive, her biological daughter is still alive, and she still has a chance to make amends. The most important thing now is Xia Ning.
Thinking of this, Ye Qiu'an summoned up the courage: "Yan Qi, can you fake a divorce from Master Gu?"
"Fake divorce?" Yan Qi didn't quite understand and asked, "Why fake divorce? What are you going to do?"
Ye Qiu'an hurriedly explained: "Yan Qi, don't misunderstand me, and don't get excited. I don't want you and Master Gu to get a real divorce. I want you to fake a divorce for a while. Xia Ning's current physical condition is very poor. You have to keep an eye on her at all times, otherwise
If you are not careful, you will commit suicide.
She has forgotten many things now. She only remembers that she is going to marry Mr. Gu, so I think..."