"He searched for a while, and I secretly sent people to cause trouble so that he could not find it. Then I told him that your mother's family moved from City A. Your father went to study abroad under such helpless circumstances.
Already."
When Xiang Yunhua said this, he looked at He Mengjie with a guilty face and said, "Xiaojie, we didn't even know that your mother was pregnant at that time. If we knew, we would never leave her alone."
"Nonsense! Even though you are cold-blooded, you will still ignore her! Because you will doubt whether her child is Yuan Hao's! Rich people like you are so cold-blooded and ruthless!" He Mengjie complained with tears on her face.
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Xiang Yunhua was speechless. Facing this child, she could never make sense. Sometimes, she felt really guilty and guilty. She felt that it was right that her middle-aged son had an incurable disease.
The best punishment for her ruthlessness back then.
Her voice suddenly became depressed, and she said quietly: "Now that your father doesn't have many days to live, can't you just call him daddy?"
As she spoke, she stood up and was about to kneel down in front of He Mengjie, but He Mengjie quickly grabbed her with his hand.
He Mengjie's voice was cold: "Don't be like this, I can't stand this!"
Xiang Yunhua burst into tears and shed tears in pain: "In terms of retribution, your father and I have already received retribution. Your father got sick in middle age, and the pain made him miserable, while I gave up my son in old age and was lonely until death. Isn't this enough?
?Even if grandma begs you, okay, let your father go with peace of mind."
Xiang Yunhua's body was shaking very badly, and she had long lost the grace and restraint of the rich old lady when she first met her.
Now, she even kneels down to He Mengjie regardless of her dignity. Everything she does is for her son.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, and thinking about Yuan Hao lying dying on the hospital bed, the resentment in He Mengjie's heart gradually dissipated.
Her original determination was shaken, not because of their blood relationship with her, but because of her maternal love for her son. Coupled with Wenxuan's previous persuasion, she decided to agree.
She let out a long sigh, helped Xiang Yunhua up, and said quietly: "You don't have to be like this. If you are so sad that you have a heart attack in front of me, I will feel as if I killed you."
Xiang Yunhua looked at her blankly, wondering what she meant by what she said, whether she agreed or disagreed.
He Mengjie looked at her dazed look and sighed: "Let's go in."
Xiang Yunhua was stunned for a moment, then finally understood that she had agreed. He immediately held He Mengjie's hand with joy and thanked her: "Thank you, thank you!"
He Mengjie pouted, but this time he did not take his hand away from hers, but said coldly: "After all, I used your money and took advantage of others, so I have to pay something."
Xiang Yunhua shook his head quickly: "No, no, it has nothing to do with money. This money is meant to be given to you. Even if you don't call Yuan Hao daddy or call me grandma, you still deserve it."
She finally said something pleasant to listen to.
He Mengjie glanced at her without answering, and quickly walked into the ward.
In the ward, Wenxuan was talking to Yuan Hao. When He Mengjie came back, Wenxuan immediately stood up and came over to hold her shoulders.
His big hand squeezed her shoulder to show comfort and support.