However, she believed in herself and would never mistake her mother's back.
"The literal meaning, why don't you understand?" Linghu Shi turned around, her aura as elegant and noble as that of an ancient lady remained unchanged, and there was no change at all. The faint smile on her face was still kind and loving.
.
But that look in his eyes was sharp, disgusting, and coldly destructive.
"She is not your mother." Situ Ran glanced at Linghu Shi indifferently, turned to look at An Luoluo who still didn't understand the truth, and said, "Your mother died when you were five years old. She was nothing more than
He is a thief who stole your mother's appearance and everything that should have been your mother's."
"She's not my mother?" An Luoluo's eyes widened in disbelief. How could it be possible? Ever since he could remember, she had clearly remembered that the woman in front of her was her mother.
The corners of Situ Ran's lips raised coldly, "She is your mother's sister, Linghu Hua."
He originally thought that Linghu Hua in front of him would use this identity to deceive An Luoluo, but he didn't expect that she would admit everything so easily.
"Whether you are my mommy or not, I want to know what all this is about? Are the death of my mother, the death of my eldest brother, and now, the disappearance of Mu Yuanchen, all related to you?" An Luoluo said with all his strength.
Close your eyes and let the emotions in your eyes calm down.
She was a little confused. How could everything in front of her become like this?
The mother is not the mother, the fake Jimo Xueyan seems to really have the blood of the Jimo family.
"If you want to know, I have to tell you, why?" Linghu Shi sat on the chair, picked up the teacup, and took an elegant sip.
"Then let's talk, Miss Linghu, you asked someone to bring us here, isn't it just for chatting?" Situ Ran opened his eyes coldly, his expression and brows filled with an icy chill.
Linghu Shi raised her eyebrows and glanced at Situ Ran lightly. He called her Miss Linghu instead of any other title. Haha, how interesting!
"Mommy, can you explain me?" An Luoluo looked at Linghu Shi calmly and indifferently. Only she knew the pain in her heart.
Although I had made preparations in my heart, when I really faced all this, no matter how calm and calm I looked on my face, it could not calm the dull pain in my heart.
"Don't you already know everything?" Linghu Shi curled his lips and smiled enchantingly. The smile was as beautiful as a painting, ethereal and boundless. It was clearly right in front of you, but it gave people a hazy and unreal feeling of being in the mist.
An Luoluo curled her lips, trying to curl up into a smile. However, such a smile, the once perfect smile, could not bloom at this moment.
"Why?" An Luoluo looked at Linghu Shi. When they met again, she never thought that they were so strange to each other.
"Why? Haha, it's so funny, you are actually asking me why?" Linghu Shi sneered, looking at An Luoluo with hatred in his eyes.
"She is not your biological mother." Situ Ran sighed slightly.
"What on earth is going on?" An Luoluo stared at Situ Ran in disbelief, then looked at Linghu Shi. "How is this possible? Although she was still young at the time, she was my mommy.
There’s no mistake.”
Situ Ran held An Luoluo's hand tightly, feeling that it was time to figure everything out, "She is indeed not your biological mother, she is your mother's twin sister." However, she believed in herself and would never admit her mistake.
The back view of my own mother.
"The literal meaning, why don't you understand?" Linghu Shi turned around, her aura as elegant and noble as that of an ancient lady remained unchanged, and there was no change at all. The faint smile on her face was still kind and loving.
.
But that look in his eyes was sharp, disgusting, and coldly destructive.
"She is not your mother." Situ Ran glanced at Linghu Shi indifferently, turned to look at An Luoluo who still didn't understand the truth, and said, "Your mother died when you were five years old. She was nothing more than
He is a thief who stole your mother's appearance and everything that should have been your mother's."
"She's not my mother?" An Luoluo's eyes widened in disbelief. How could it be possible? Ever since he could remember, she had clearly remembered that the woman in front of her was her mother.
The corners of Situ Ran's lips raised coldly, "She is your mother's sister, Linghu Hua."
He originally thought that Linghu Hua in front of him would use this identity to deceive An Luoluo, but he didn't expect that she would admit everything so easily.
"Whether you are my mommy or not, I want to know what all this is about? Are the death of my mother, the death of my eldest brother, and now, the disappearance of Mu Yuanchen, all related to you?" An Luoluo said with all his strength.
Close your eyes and let the emotions in your eyes calm down.
She was a little confused. How could everything in front of her become like this?
The mother is not the mother, the fake Jimo Xueyan seems to really have the blood of the Jimo family.
"If you want to know, I have to tell you, why?" Linghu Shi sat on the chair, picked up the teacup, and took an elegant sip.
"Then let's talk, Miss Linghu, you asked someone to bring us here, isn't it just for chatting?" Situ Ran opened his eyes coldly, his expression and brows filled with an icy chill.
Linghu Shi raised her eyebrows and glanced at Situ Ran lightly. He called her Miss Linghu instead of any other title. Haha, how interesting!
"Mommy, can you explain me?" An Luoluo looked at Linghu Shi calmly and indifferently. Only she knew the pain in her heart.
Although I had made preparations in my heart, when I really faced all this, no matter how calm and calm I looked on my face, it could not calm the dull pain in my heart.
"Don't you already know everything?" Linghu Shi curled his lips and smiled enchantingly. The smile was as beautiful as a painting, ethereal and boundless. It was clearly right in front of you, but it gave people a hazy and unreal feeling of being in the mist.
An Luoluo curled her lips, trying to curl up into a smile. However, such a smile, the once perfect smile, could not bloom at this moment.
"Why?" An Luoluo looked at Linghu Shi. When they met again, she never thought that they were so strange to each other.
"Why? Haha, it's so funny, you are actually asking me why?" Linghu Shi sneered, looking at An Luoluo with hatred in his eyes.
"She is not your biological mother." Situ Ran sighed slightly.
"What on earth is going on?" An Luoluo stared at Situ Ran in disbelief, then looked at Linghu Shi. "How is this possible? Although she was still young at the time, she was my mommy.
There’s no mistake.”
Situ Ran held An Luoluo's hand tightly, feeling that it was time to figure everything out, "She is indeed not your biological mother, she is your mother's twin sister."
