Mrs. Han said with tears in her eyes: "I can't help you."
Han Qiancheng broke down and said: "I don't want to hear this, I just want to know why? Why did you want to harm my mother?
You've been pretending to be sisters for so many years, why don't you keep pretending?"
Mrs. Han said: "Because I don't want to lose you. Even if you respect me very much, in your heart, it is always more important that you are your biological mother.
After all, you were born to her, and no matter what you do, I, the adoptive mother, can never compare to your biological mother's status in your heart. Only after she dies, I will be your only mother."
Han Qiancheng found it ridiculous and said, "So, it was me who killed my mother?"
"No."
Mrs. Han held his arm and said, "It was my selfishness that killed her. It's all my fault. Cheng'er, kill me and avenge your mother."
"Do you think I don't dare?"
Han Qiancheng's face was filled with anger, and his eyes were filled with anger as he looked at the strange yet familiar woman in front of him.
I was so heartbroken that I almost couldn't breathe.
Although Mrs. Han was furious when she saw him, she did not take action, which shows how soft-hearted he is.
She asked: "Why don't you do it?"
Han Qiancheng closed his eyes and turned around. He was holding on to the rockery stone, feeling uneasy.
After a long time, he asked: "My mother had an affair with someone else. Was she framed, or is this happening?"
Mrs. Han was silent for a long time. She didn't want to tell this secret at first, because once she told it, it would destroy Han Qiancheng.
She did not answer the question, but asked: "Do you really like that young lady from the Yan family and would not marry her?"
Han Qiancheng turned around and looked at her: "I asked you about my mother, why did you mention her?"
Mrs. Han smiled slightly: "You told me yesterday that you liked her, and I thought about it all night after you went back.
In your age, this is the first time I have heard you say that you like a girl.
I'm actually very happy because you are willing to tell me what's on your mind and you really treat me as your mother.
How could a mother not help you? I know that once I tell the truth, the fate between you and me, mother and son, will be over.
But more than this, I hope you can be happy."
She reached out and touched Han Qiancheng's face and said with a smile: "Yan Ruoling is not your sister, she is not Han Guiping's daughter, and you are not Han Guiping's son."
Han Qiancheng looked stunned and asked her blankly: "What do you mean?"
Mrs. Han retracted her hand, raised her eyebrows and said, "Because as early as twenty years ago, Han Guiping had no children. No matter how many women he had, he would never have children!"
She snorted and continued: "When I married him, I thought he was a reliable man.
Unexpectedly, only one year after getting married, he would reveal his true colors.
I was still pregnant at that time, but he was flirting with women everywhere and even brought those women home.
I just had an argument with him, but he pushed me to the ground regardless of my pregnancy, causing the death of my unborn child."
When Mrs. Han said this, the expression on her face was very painful. She slowly continued: "I lost my child, but he became even worse.
Once, I overheard him and his beloved concubine saying that when she gave birth to a son, he would make her his wife, and then send me away with a divorce letter.
From then on, my heart was completely dead. Didn’t Han Guiping want those women to give him a son? I refused to let him do so!
So I spent a lot of money to buy a medicine and gave it to Han Guiping. This medicine will not affect his sexual intercourse, but it will completely cut off his heirs and prevent him from having children for the rest of his life!"