With red eyes, her tears kept falling: "Xuanyuan Lie, whether you believe it or not, Maomao is your son."
His black eyes squinted down, looking at her coldly.
She clenched her fists with both hands, her body trembled, and she pursed her lips. The fact that she wanted to keep hiding it could not be contained in paper.
"Mao Mao, you are seven years old now. I don't know if you remember. One night eight years ago, when you were in Taiwan, you had already met me." As she said this, she closed her eyes.
A flash of sharpness flashed through his black eyes, and he clearly had a reaction.
"Mommy..." Mu Maomao opened her eyes wide.
Mu Xiaoxiao slowly stood up, Xuanyuan Lie stood in front of him: "Do you remember? There was once a woman who burned down your private villa in Taiwan. Maybe you don't know that that woman is already pregnant with your child
.”
"It's... you?!" Xuanyuan Lie seemed to be remembering something.
"Yes, it's me! I didn't mean to hide it from you. I only found out about it two years ago." After Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she turned to look at Hong Xuemei: "Mrs. Hong, maybe we have deceived you too many times, and you have
I don’t believe these words anymore. But it is undeniable that Maomao is indeed Xuanyuan Lie’s biological son. If you kill her now, it will be a lifelong regret for you. Because, you will bear the burden of killing your own biological son.
The pain of my grandson!”
Her tone was extremely firm.
Hong Xuemei's body was trembling, but she had too many doubts about Mu Xiaoxiao Ren. She clutched Maomao tightly without letting go.
Xiaoxiao continued: "Why do you think Maomao looks so similar to Xuanyuan Lie? Do you think there are such coincidences in the world? I once doubted this until I learned the facts from my little aunt. This is not a coincidence.
But? Blood relationship!"
"No, you lied to me! You lied to me. I won't believe you. You just want to save me." Hong Xuemei yelled. The heartache of not being able to avenge her daughter made her feel like there was something in her heart.
It's like a pimple and it hurts like hell.
"Did I lie to you? Then, ask your son if what I just said is true! Ask him if he went to Taiwan that night eight years ago. Did a woman burn him?
In a private villa in Taiwan! Otherwise, go and ask someone to do a paternity test in person! No matter how many people you ask, I, Mu Xiaoxiao, will have a clear conscience." Her words were decisive. The determination in her eyes was enough to make people hesitate.
Xuanyuan Lie took a deep breath and walked to Mu Xiaoxiao's side. His eyes had returned to calm: "Okay, what she said is true."
Xiaoxiao looked at him, does he remember? It obviously happened so long ago. And he should have had many women before. Will he remember one of them?
Hong Xuemei's hands trembled: "Lie to me, lie to me, you lied to me."
Xiaoxiao smiled: "Would I lie to you? You know it well. Before Xiaoya passed away, she didn't know that Maomao was Xuanyuan Lie's child, but she always said that she was very close to Maomao and felt like he was her nephew.
Sometimes, Mrs. Hong, can't you feel the closeness of blood relationship? If you really kill your own grandson, do you think Xiaoya's spirit in heaven will forgive you? He was also her nephew.
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'Bang...' The beauty knife in Hong Xuemei's hand fell to the ground. She glanced at Mu Maomao and saw that he looked so similar to her son... Even Xiaoya felt close to her, why couldn't she feel it?
What? Because it was repulsive from the beginning?
"Mrs. Hong, whether you deny me or not, that's one thing. But please don't deny Maomao." Xiaoxiao's tone also became calmer.
Perhaps when she told everything, everyone was relieved. The big stone in her heart was also relieved in an instant. The knot in her heart was finally solved...
"Maomao, I'm sorry for you. It's my selfishness. I never told you the truth. I kept hiding it from you, leaving you without a family and so lonely." This was the biggest regret in her heart.
"Mommy...it's okay. The cat has a mom and is not alone. Mom, don't cry. It doesn't matter if there is a daddy or not. It's enough for the cat to have a mom."
"No, Xuanyuan Lie is your daddy. Regardless of whether he recognizes you or not, his blood does flow in your body." Xiaoxiao said and glanced at Xuanyuan Lie.
Black eyes were cold: "I recognize this child."
Hong Xuemei kept staring at Mu Maomao, let go of her hand, and slowly squatted down on the ground... her distorted face became duller, and she looked more disappointed.
"Woooooooooooo..." Suddenly, she covered her face and started crying.
All eyes were focused on Hong Xuemei. This noble woman had never cried so loudly before, let alone there were so many servants. In front of everyone, she cried unbridled.
"Mrs. Hong, I understand your pain. I know the pain of losing Xiaoya, a mother, and losing a daughter, because we are all mothers. Xiaoya is also the pain in my heart. I know your loss and that you want revenge.
, but I feel like there is nothing I can do." Xiaoxiao said, slowly approaching Hong Xuemei.
"Wow..." Hong Xuemei covered her face and kept crying. Over the years, she had never lost her manners like this. Any majesty could be ignored. At this time, she was just a person who was grieving for her daughter.
Mother: "That child, I never did anything for her...until
After she died, I realized that I owed her so much. If I could exchange for Xiaoya, I would use my life, but I couldn't do anything. Mu Xiaoxiao, it was you who harmed her. I think, I
The only thing I can do is to avenge her, but even this... I can't do it."
"No. Madam Hong, you are wrong. I feel very guilty about Xiaoya's death. Because she is my friend, a friend I cherish! But it was Xia Qianxin who killed Xiaoya, and Xia Qianxin is already dead.
It's in Xuanyuan Lie's hands. But no matter how much we make amends, what will happen? We still can't get Xiaoya's life back." Xiao Xiaodan
He said calmly. Xia Qianxin is dead, indeed dead. But what can happen? Can the child in Xiao Bing's belly be exchanged? Can Xiao Ya's life be exchanged? Can Dino be rescued from the hell of death?
Bring them back to the human world? No, it can't be done. Revenge is the tribute they can do to the deceased. But in the end, it can't change anything.
Hong Xuemei trembled. She raised her head and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao: "You, you mean Xia Qianxin? Yes, it's her? How is this possible?"
Xiaoxiao looked at Xuanyuan Lie. No one's words were more effective for Hong Xuemei than Xuanyuan Lie's words.
He said coldly: "What she said is right. Xiaoya committed suicide, but she committed suicide because of Xia Qianxin. Maybe, mother, in other words, Xiaoya was indirectly killed by me." He did not give himself any advice.