"Normal? Do you know what this means? Have you calculated the amount?"
"Ha," ignoring his mother's impatience, Yan Zisong laughed out loud, "Qin Xiaoman is my father's daughter! Don't forget this. For my father, I only feel grateful and guilty now! Is it possible that now
Do you still want me to take advantage of his property? Mom, wake up, don’t you know best that I am not his biological son?”
With a "pop" sound, all the bags in his hands rolled to the ground without any warning. Qin Xiaoman felt that his mind was empty and he couldn't move for a while.
The two people in the guest room hurried out. The moment Liang Xuewen saw Qin Xiaoman, her delicate face completely lost all color!
The clock on the wall was ticking, and it was very clear in this quiet space.
Yan Zisong was half-kneeling in front of the sofa, holding Qin Xiaoman's hands. He held them tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear into thin air, feeling unspeakably uneasy and uneasy in his heart.
"Speak, honey... don't do this, it was my fault..." The man said in a low voice, but he didn't realize it.
How scared can your wife be?
Yan Zisong had never thought about this problem. He just had such a guilty mind, and faced Qin Xiaoman's silent protest, even if she asked him to kneel in front of her to admit his mistake and apologize, he would be very happy
.
He explained eloquently for more than half an hour, telling all the details he knew about the past twenty years ago truthfully. However, the woman remained silent for a long time and did not even look at him again.
With an almost despicable concealment, how can he make her forgive him?
"Say something," Yan Zisong took her hand and put it against his face, "You can scold me, you can hit me twice, you speak, baby."
Qin Xiaoman slowly withdrew his head. Under the man's pleading eyes, he put his hands on his shoulders and held him tightly in his arms.
"Sad?" Qin Xiaoman asked softly behind his ear.
Yan Zisong was distracted for a moment because of this sudden sentence, "Zheng Zhengdi". He didn't know how to answer it. He even thought about how to say it again, but he couldn't find the right words.
"I'm a little angry," the woman said leisurely, "I've been in pain for so long..."
"But if it were me, maybe... I wouldn't say it. If dad knew about it, their decades-long marriage might be over..."
"My heart is so confused, Yan Zisong, what should we do? My mother and your father, they should have loved each other so much back then, but how could they use this to deceive others? How could they use this to deceive others?
Where are the people?”
"My mother, she, and now my father, but your father, what will he do? He has always regarded you as his biological son, and now it is necessary for him to face the truth of all this, how cruel it must be? How can this be?
...How can you lie to people about this kind of thing..."
"Originally, I complained a little about your mother, but I also felt that she was so pitiful... How could something like this happen to her? That man, why is he so bad?"
"But I am so conflicted. If this were not the case, how could I possibly meet you..."
"Yan Zisong, tell me, what should we do? Why is my heart still a little happy? We are not brothers and sisters. We can get married and have children, but how will we face my mother and you in the future?