Mo Huiran's voice was a little anxious, and he turned to look at Hua Xiyan, only to see Hua Xiyan shrinking into a ball with a pale face in fear, and even her little face seemed to be trembling with fear.
"Uh? What's wrong with you? Does your leg hurt?"
"Ah..." Hua Xiyan cried dumbly. The cruel scene just now frightened her, as if someone was about to die. She was very scared, very scared, as if there was still the stiff touch of her parents' cold corpses on her hands, which made her
Painful twitching.
"What's wrong with this?"
Seeing that Hua Xiyan wanted to cry but couldn't, Mo Huiran gasped and her tone became caring.
Mo Huiran patted her back and comforted her. It took a long time to coax Hua Xiyan's tears away. She felt extremely tired, but she would not forget her questions.
"Okay, you must have been frightened when you saw the fate of those two bad guys. Don't cry. Crying means weakness. You are my, Mo Huiran, so you can't cry. Tell me, where did your necklace come from?"
"My father gave it to my mother."
Hua Xiyan said with a tearful voice, reaching out to take the necklace that finally came back to her side.
"What's your dad's name?"
Her surname was Hua, so she couldn't be Ning Junyan's child. Mo Huiran knew there was no hope, but still couldn't help asking.
"My father's name is Hua Junning, and my mother's name is Song Jiaying."
Song Jiaying!
Hua Junning!
Mo Huiran shook his body as if struck by lightning. Song Jiaying, that gentle and beautiful woman, the one Ning Junyan loved, the woman whose first love died because of her, Hua Xiyan was Song Jiaying's daughter, that Hua Junyan
rather……
Mo Huiran was so shocked and heartbroken that his thoughts were in a mess, entangled in this similar name.
Is Hua Junning the same as Ning Junyan?
Back then, despite his parents' objections, he broke off his recent engagement with her just because, like her, he fell in love with Song Jiaying at first sight.
He said he didn't love her and didn't have the feeling of love. He said that woman could give him all the tenderness and happiness of a woman.
"If you have that feeling, can you survive? Song Jiaying has nothing and will not help you at all..."
"No, Hui Ran, I can only say I'm sorry to you. You said you fell in love with me at first sight, and I believe you understand my feelings. I didn't mean to break up with you after we got engaged, but I just wanted to hurt you.
This romantic encounter happened so suddenly, and it made me understand what I wanted. I'm really sorry, you gave my parents a lot of comfort, and I ask you to help me plead with my parents.
, let them accept me and Song Jiaying, and understand my proposal to terminate our engagement with you."
Mo Huiran felt dizzy and almost fainted. Thinking of the original conversation, her heart still ached vividly, and the painful blood still gurgled out of her blood vessels and heart.
The man she loved asked her to plead for mercy and fulfill his wish, but he used such a cruel method to force her to give in. He did not realize how deep her friendship was for him. It turned out that she was nothing to him.
important.
She was so arrogant that she couldn't answer at all. She could only let her self-esteem hurt herself, until she asked as if she was losing her mind: "Do you feel happy to ask me for help like this?"
"Yes, only if you are with her can you be happy."
He answered without hesitation. At that moment, she wanted to laugh wildly, but she shed bitter tears.
She disdains love that does not belong to her. She, a strong woman from the Department of Economics and Management, is really not suitable for love. Only career is the most reliable.
"Okay, for your happiness, of course I will do whatever it takes."
"Okay, of course I will do whatever it takes for your happiness." Mo Huiran's eardrums kept repeating these decisive words, and it sounded a lot more painful now than before.
She took a breath and forced herself to calm down, but there was warm liquid falling on her cheeks.
"Dad, mom,..."
Hua Xiyan held the necklace and cried out in a low voice. On the palm of her hand, the lion pendant had been opened, and inside, there was a photo of her parents' heads hidden inside.
Mo Huiran blinked his wet eyes and looked at Hua Xiyan, stunned——
There is no need to guess or doubt, Mo Yan is the daughter of Ning Junyan and Song Jiaying.