It is conceivable that Feng Yao said such a heavy word without traces, how amazing Zheng Zhiya did it at the beginning.
What is the situation?
Ruan Anlan became more and more confused.
She felt that as the situation developed, everything seemed to become more and more confusing.
Ruan Anlan was unintentionally peeking into the secrets of the previous generation, but she was still eager to find out the truth about Zheng Zhiya's real cause of death and her own life experience.
"As for my relationship with your mother..."
Speaking of this, a hint of shyness similar to that of a young man appeared on Feng Yao's beautiful and evil face.
This really shocked Ruan Anlan and was incredible.
But Feng Yao slowly filled in the gap in the previous sentence, his voice was ethereal, as if floating in the depths of the seabed that is separated from water vapor and fog, with an illusory and hazy strange texture.
Feng Yao said: "When I was very young, your mother saved me, but unfortunately I was injured later. She didn't want me to continue to follow her, so she sent me back. After that, I
Never seen her again.”
"The last time I met..." Feng Yao smiled bitterly: "It was more than ten years ago, when your mother returned to China, and you probably had..."
Feng Yao compared a position on his waist and said with a smile: "How many years are you?"
I never expected this story to be like this.
Because of the accident, Ruan Anlan even forgot to react as she deserved. She just widened her eyes and sat in surprise and stared at Feng Yao foolishly.
Feng Yao was full of thoughts, and what he said and expressed in the end was actually just a few words.
But who knows about his painful training for more than ten years?
There will never be a real empathy in this world. There are thousands of Hamlets in the world, because everyone has different perspectives.
Therefore, Feng Yao did not expect anyone to feel his feelings. Since Zheng Zhiya left, his vitality was also taken away.
If it weren't for that person...
Feng Yao's eyes flashed, his expression was unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ruan Anlan did not notice the change in Feng Yao's expression, and was still immersed in his own shock and could not extricate himself.
After a long time, Ruan Anlan barely found her voice, "You said you knew my mother when you were very young. Didn't you see a character around my mother who might be suspected to be my biological father?"
He was stunned for a moment, and before Feng Yao sneered at Ruan Anlan, he murmured to himself for repair, "Yes, you are so young... What's more, I didn't know where I was at that time."
Feng Yao's eyes fell on Ruan Anlan's face with ecstasy. Looking at the gentle eyebrows in front of him, he laughed and said, "Actually, you don't look like your mother, but your temperament is very similar to her, especially when you are cold.
When it comes to face, it's exactly the same."
Ruan Anlan was a little relaxed, "Maybe this is the charm of blood."
Feng Yao agreed and said, "You should look like your father, your father... should be a very handsome man."
Ruan Anlan lowered her feather eyelashes and said nothing.
Ruan Guoqiang's appearance is barely handsome. Even though he is old this year, he can still vaguely see his handsome appearance when he was young.
But over the years, more than one person has said that Ruan Anlan and Ruan Guoqiang are really different from father and daughter.
Ruan Anlan was always confused before, thinking that she was neither like her mother nor her father, and that might be hereditary generations, like her grandparents.