Chapter 135 Bizarre Origin Of Leena (Part One)

Name：College Girl Behind The Charming CEO Author：Little Red Cap
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In the afternoon, when Leena went to take care of her mother, she met Miguel. She didn't expect that Miguel would come back to visit her mother and talk with her mother in the room.

In fact, the most abrupt thing was not that Miguel came, but that her mother was very calm to Miguel, as if many things had not happened before. She could still talk to Miguel calmly.

Fortunately, she was the only one who came here today. If Rena followed her and saw Miguel pestering Rena, she wouldn't definitely be calmed down at that time.

Her mother had always been gentle and kind. She didn't force her to do anything, but respected her opinion. Therefore, she had broken up with Miguel several times, and even talked about getting married once. Her mother didn't blame her too much. According to her mother's character, it was normal for her to get along well with Miguel in such a condition now.

As if nothing had happened, Leena walked in and greeted with him. Miguel looked up at her, stood up and said, "You're here, Leena."

Leena answered in a cold tone. She found a seat and

tears. She felt sad, lonely and sad, but she couldn't find someone she could understand and vent her feelings. She felt lonely in the world, and even the family she had always thought was not true!

"When did you know my identity?" asked Leena coldly.

Seeing that there was some fluctuation in her expression, Miguel grabbed her hand and said, "Leena, don't be too sad. These things are in the past. Many people, including your parents, are forgetting. They believe that you are their child."

Do they believe? Maybe her mother was also very kind to her, but after all, she was not her biological daughter. There was always a gap between them. Leena asked, "Who are my parents? Where are they? When did you know my background?"

"Your parents... Maybe they are all dead. Mr. Richard knows it better. And I didn't tell you your identity until I took you to see Mr. Richard."

Fate was like an invisible hand strangling her throat. If she wanted to make her uncomfortable, then let her suffer. If she wanted to make her painful, then let her suffer, but she could not break it.