Sister Huan had already contacted Xia Rou earlier. After thinking about it for a few days, Xia Rou finally replied to Sister Huan about meeting outside. After Xia Lan passed away, she no longer wanted to be dependent on anyone else. After returning from France, she lived in the Xia family's old house.
She found a job near her home, got married and had children through someone's introduction, and she lived peacefully for most of her life. Of course she hid this from her family this time, and her husband didn't know about her past.
Qingyou dressed up well before going out, put on refreshing light makeup, and looked energetic. She followed Sister Huan timidly, maintaining her usual aloofness.
In the private room of the tea house, they finally met Xia Rou, an ordinary and kind woman, about fifty years old. The years have left obvious marks on her body, but her calm smile and calm temperament are innate.
From the moment she walked in, Xia Xia Rou's eyes were fixed on Qingyou. He had met her once since she was born and had not had the chance to see her again for thirty years, but the nature of mother and daughter has nothing to do with the barrier of time.
"Qing...you?" Xia Tian was filled with emotions. She only dared to think about this daughter in her dreams. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she had endless words to say, but no sound came out of her mouth.
Qingyou was indifferent and sat down opposite Xia Xia Lan under Sister Huan's hand. Sister Huan was also very excited to see Xia Rou. She hadn't seen her old friend in thirty years, "Second Miss, I didn't expect that we would have a chance to meet again!"
"Sister Huan, don't call me that, I'm no longer the second young lady..." She was focused on Qingyou, but Qingyou's cold expression made her a little panicked, so she had to talk to Sister Huan about the current situation first, "I miss you very much.
, you used to take care of me, I never thought I would see you again thirty years later... I am living a good life now, my husband treats me well, and my son is also in college and will graduate next year."
"That's great, I'm surprised to see you again. I've been working for the Zhou family these years, and it was the young master of the Zhou family who found your whereabouts..." Sister Huan looked at Qingyou and then at Xia Lan, "You... should
If you have something to say, I will go out first..."
Qingyou pressed Sister Huan's hand and said coldly, "Sister Huan, sit down, there is no need to go out!" She turned to look at Xia Rou, "I already know everything, and I mainly want to ask you when I see you today.
One thing, who is my biological father?" Qingyou seemed to be asking an unimportant question, her mood was very peaceful, but there was an unavoidable severity in her tranquility.
Xia Rou panicked immediately, her hands trembling as she clenched the tea cup, and the unbearable memories of the past came to her mind. It was a nightmare, "Qingyou..." She looked at this strange daughter helplessly with her eyes. There were some things she should do
Explain, "I had no choice but to leave you behind. You were taken away as soon as you were born. No matter how much I made a fuss, they wouldn't tell me where you were. I didn't want you. You were my child. How could I let you go?"
But they didn't tell me your whereabouts, and I couldn't find it wherever I looked..." Xia Rou was already sobbing, and the pain from thirty years ago had once again stung her heart.
"That's enough!" Qingyou has become numb to these things. No matter how passionate Xia Rou says, she just listens to it, "These are your business and have nothing to do with me. I am living a good life! All I want to know now is that I
Who is your biological father!" There was a time when her heart was filled with father's love, but this father's love was suddenly taken away, leaving an empty place in her heart, and she was unwilling to accept it!
Sister Huan still walked out of the door knowingly. She understood that Xia Rou didn't want outsiders to know, otherwise she wouldn't have kept it secret. This was a secret between their mother and daughter.
Xia Rou was helpless. She knew Qingyou would definitely ask, but she didn't expect Qingyou to be so indifferent to her. It's no wonder that she felt sorry for her. "Your biological father... was the leader of the underworld here back then," she said.
This past event was a huge torture to Xia Rou, "My name is Jiang Hua!"
"Jiang Hua?!" Qingyou was shocked and stood up instinctively, lowering her head and staring straight at Xia Rou, "Is it the chairman of Qitai, Jiang Hua?"
Xia Rou nodded, tears sliding down the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, "At that time, he was just a gangster. I didn't expect that he would end up in a shopping mall a few years later. He is a beast..." She swallowed the curse in her throat,
She really wanted to scold Jiang Hua to death, but how could she say such words in front of Qingyou, "But, so many years have passed..."
"Jianghua? Jianghua! Hahaha..." Qingyou was crying and laughing at the same time. This old man who sent someone to rape him was actually his biological father, and he also raped his mother back then! What on earth is going on?
Karma? Qingyou clenched her fists and trembled slightly, her sharp eyes were so scary!
Xia Rou didn't dare to speak. She didn't expect this situation at all. Qingyou didn't say he hated her, nor did he question her. Maybe in Qingyou's eyes, she was just an outsider.
"Qingyou, don't worry about things that have happened for so long..." Xia Rou also stood up and supported Qingyou. The way she was crying and laughing was very worrying, "Mom has looked away, you..."
Qingyou shook off Xia Rou's hand. She didn't want to hear anything and couldn't listen to anything. She turned around and rushed out of the box. Xia Rou had thirty years to digest, but she didn't. Repeated blows made her no longer calm.
, she hated Jiang Hua so much, she hated Master Ning so much, and she hated Xia Xia so much.
Sister Huan, who was waiting outside, saw Qingyou rushing out and hurriedly chased after her, "Qingyou, where are you going?" She knew that Qingyou was not in good spirits recently, and the young master also told her to watch her carefully.
Suddenly thunder roared outside, and big raindrops hit the ground. Qingyou kept running, and the heavy rain washed away the earth mercilessly, and also washed away her soul. How she hoped that the heavy rain could wash her away.
Clean her dirty body, let her regain the purity and kindness she had five years ago, and let her stay with Zhou Han all the time. Then Zhou Han will have no chance to fall in love with anyone else and be devoted to her.
If death can provide relief, then she would rather choose relief, just like last time, mercilessly slit her wrist and let the blood flow. A large truck drove towards her, the horn blaring louder than thunder, Qingyou stood still
In the middle of the road, through the heavy rain, I measured the distance between myself and the big truck, 10 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters...
Zhou Han's voice and smile suddenly appeared in her mind, and she was reluctant to leave. She was also full of fear when facing death again. Would they be happy if they died like this?
The heavy rain poured down, the road was slippery, and the large truck made a harsh braking sound. Qingyou suddenly woke up, and before she could take a step forward, she jumped to the side of the road and fell heavily to the ground. The large truck turned the steering wheel to avoid the middle of the road. Fortunately, both sides
The directions are crossed, otherwise Qingyou would have been under the wheels of the big truck.
Qingyou was covered in cold sweat, and her soaked body couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat. The driver of the large truck rolled down half of the window and cursed loudly. The curse could not penetrate the sound of the rain. Qingyou only saw the driver pointing at her.
After paddling for a while, I rolled up the window and drove away.
The heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier. The dazed Qingyou tried to stand up, but the shock just now made her legs weak. She felt dizzy, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fainted on the side of the road. Zhou Han... Zhou Han... Zhou