At that time, my father only had eyes for my mother. Unfortunately, I don’t know when he started to forget about my mother. There were so many other people around him, but only my mother was left with her.
He is alone...
My mother loved that place so much that before she died, she had to ask someone to carry her there before she could close her eyes...
Xiahou Qiyang's fingers clenched tightly into fists. Dad is such a bastard for actually placing Chu Yiyi in that place...
He wants to leave himself no room for rejection, right?
I walked with my head down and muffled all the way. After walking for a long time, I suddenly realized that something was wrong. The sound of Aunt Hong’s footsteps disappeared at some point...
Xiahou Qiyang raised his head in surprise and saw Chu Yiyi holding her waist with one hand and touching her belly with the other, standing in front of him, looking at him intently...
Such pure, slightly sad eyes reminded him of his mother, and he couldn't help but panic...
"Why are you here?"
She knew what she was asking, but her eyes were evasive. At that moment, he felt that all the grudges were melting in her eyes...
"Your father brought me here. He wanted the child in my belly..."
Chu Yiyi's eyes always stayed on him. He was still so handsome, and his lines were still so handsome and beautiful that it made people addicted. However, he was thinner and haggard...
"Oh, what are your plans?"
I originally wanted to ask her what the deal with her father was, why she came to her, and what the deal was with Su Qingyang...
But everything changes when the words come to my mouth...
Xiahou Qiyang really wants to slap himself hard twice, you worthless person, if someone just looks at you like that, will you forget all the things she has done to you?
"Qiyang, don't you want to know who I am?"
Chu Yiyi's sudden words made his body stiff...
He has always wanted to know who he is, from being a victim at the beginning to deliberately trying to stay by his side, and what prompted her to undergo such a big change...
Chu Yiyi walked slowly and sat on the stone bench in the small garden, with a soft expression, as quiet as if the world had nothing to do with her anymore...
"I am Chu Yiyi, the daughter of Chu Junjie, and my biological father is Li Shuming..."
"What?!!!"
Xiahou Qiyang felt a loud buzzing in his head, and he moved forward in disbelief, sitting on the other end of the stone bench, looking at her in surprise...