Chapter 403

"Why hide my face? Why abandon our mother and daughter for so many years? My mother had a hard time finding me a nominal father."

There are more and more fog in front of him. Cangling subconsciously wants to stay away from the man around him and doesn't want to enter his world.

"When you were born, it happened to be the most fierce fight in my family. Your eyebrows and eyes were very similar to me. The existence of you and your mother was known by some people with ulterior motives. Your mother and I had to hide your appearance, and I completely cut off contact with your mother."

Speaking of this, Yan Zhengyang's face was full of guilt and sadness, "I'm sorry, I didn't have the ability to protect you and your mother at that time. When I settled everything in the family and went back to find your mother and daughter, I couldn't recover a lot of things."

What he said was sad and affectionate, but Cangling only felt sorry for her mother and was involved in a huge vortex, but her favorite man left her in the name of love and protection.

At that time, when the mother was pregnant and faced the hardships of life alone, she had to feel how bitter it was.

She had experienced such hardships. The deep despair gave her the courage to end her life.

Then why did the mother take the road of no return?

What made her abandon her own flesh and blood and leave alone.

"Why did my mother commit suicide?" Cangling looked at Yan Zhengyang without a trace of temperature.

"I want to recognize your mother and daughter. Your mother didn't want to. We had a big quarrel. At that time, there was something wrong in the United States. After I came back, I heard the news of your mother's suicide."

Yan Zhengyang didn't evade his responsibility and didn't recognize his mother's death.

"Your son is one year younger than me. When you go back to find your mother, you have already married. How do you want to recognize us, let my mother always be a junior and let me be an illegitimate daughter?"

Cangling suddenly understood her mother's disappointment and despair before suicide.

She was deeply hurt by the person she loved most and was completely desperate for love. In order to keep her identity as the eldest lady of the Cang family, she was unwilling to let her daughter see the light all her life. Finally, her mother chose to end her life.

"It's just a matter of rights and interests. I'll divorce and marry your mother sooner or later." Yan Zhengyang's face was gloomy and his tone was overbearing.

"You don't understand mother." Cangling didn't want to argue with him. She was used to such disappointment. "I'm tired and I'm going back to my room."

Her shadow was as like as two peas, and her stubborn mother was the same.

The unhappiness in the heart just swept away, and all the love of Yan Zhengyang for his lover turned into pity and favor for Cangling.

"Take good care of miss." After beating the servants in the villa, Yan Zhengyang hurried away.

Cangling returned to the room and lay alone on the bed, tears falling down.

Vaguely, she seemed to have returned to her childhood. She was wearing a princess dress running around the villa garden of Cang family. Her mother sat under the tree with a gentle smile and embroidered something by stitch.

"Mom." The girl's voice was cheerful and childlike, and Cangling couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

As soon as the scene changed, when it was time for her to be in Milan, Mou Yu married her in a small church under the witness of the priest and promised to protect each other for the rest of their lives.

Then there was Mou Yu's indifferent face, the back of his heartless departure, and the pool under her was soaked with the blood of the whole suit.

She seemed to see her heart being peeled off a little, trembling with pain, unable to say anything, but her consciousness was particularly clear.

"Cangling, wake up, wake up!"

Who's calling her?

Cangling felt that someone was shaking her arm and opened her eyes hard. The warm sunset came in from the large French window. She sat by the bed with a worried face.

"Why are you here?" Cangling is still immersed in sadness and her voice is low.

"I'm idle and bored. Let's see you," 11 said carelessly, taking out a piece of paper towel from the bedside table to Cangling. "Did you have a nightmare just now? It scared you."

Cangling wiped the sweat on her head and still had lingering palpitations. She didn't want to continue this topic.

"See Yan Zhengyang?" Eleven handed her a glass of water.

Cang Ling took a drink and nodded, "yes, what can I do for you? I'll introduce you next time."

Although I don't know what 11 wants to do with her cheap father, for the sake of 11 helping her more than once, she should help him once.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm bad for your father?" Eleven eyebrows and a smile.

Cangling said faintly, "whatever you want, he can mix up until now. It shouldn't be so easy to bully, and I don't think you're a bad person." she paused and then said, "if you had gratitude and resentment before, you can do it at will."

In Cangling's heart, Yan Zhengyang is never a good person, let alone a bully. Instead, it is 11. He should have no chance of winning the banquet Zhengyang.

"If you really want to do something, be careful." Cangling then continued to drink water.

"Thank you. I'll just say it casually. Isn't your father very rich? I just want to persuade him to support our scientific research. Don't worry, only seek money, not kill."

After thinking about it, I finally chose honesty.

Looking at the unusually calm girl with a pair of sadness, he felt a little uncomfortable.

While thinking, eleven accidentally caught a glimpse of a bottle of white Potion on Cangling's windowsill. He walked over in three or two steps, picked it up and looked very carefully, exclaimed.

"I'll go. What the hell is this? Your face won't be passive, too?"

"Do you know this thing?"

Cangling feels that what Yan Zhengyang said about her face hates fantasy, and she doesn't think she has a good face now, so she doesn't intend to use it.

"It's more than recognition. I've used it before. In order to keep my identity from being recognized and pass the family training safely, I've used this ghost since I was a child. My appearance as a child is the black history of my life."

Eleven make complaints about the Tucao after you finish your own Tucao, "you have got the antidote, why don't you use it? Is it comfortable to make complaints about this face that makes you lose your appetite?"

Inexplicably, the despised Cangling said she was very dissatisfied. Is she so ugly? It's a good look to throw it in the crowd.

"Are you exaggerating?" The voice of Cangling was full of warnings.

Eleven sneered and looked at her contemptuously, "have you seen your mother's picture? Her appearance is the average level of the family. If you are like this, you may be expelled from the family. It's too ugly and humiliating. Fortunately, you didn't go back."

"Do you know my mother and her family?"

Cangling is not interested in bickering with the proud peacock. What she cares about is that Xi seems to have something to do with her mother. She can't wait to know anyone and anything related to her mother.

"Do you think it's realistic? I was only three or four years old when your mother died."

The words made Cangling's expectation fall to the bottom. Then he said, "but I know the person who had the best relationship with your mother before."