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Ling Mengzhu carefully turned around, and when she clearly saw the figure in front of her, she quickly sat up from the bed in fright and asked, "You … Why are you here? How did you get in? "

It was Liang Jia, it was actually Liang Jia … She came here so quickly and even went into her and Long Zhenghao's room, how did she do it? Is Long Zhenghao home? A series of questions arose in her mind. She had to admit that she was still afraid of Liang Jia. Some women would go crazy over a man and would do many crazy things!

Liang Jia stood upright beside her bed. Looking at her bare upper body, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. Ling Mengzhu had already moved into Long Zhenghao's room, how could she be sad? Long Zheng had never let her into this room before.

Seeing that she was staring at her own body, Ling Meng Zhu realized that the moment she had stood up, the blanket had already slipped off from her body. Her face reddened as she hurriedly pulled up the blanket to cover herself.

"You … What exactly do you want to do? " Ling Mengzhan asked again, the fear on her face never disappearing.

Liang Jia smiled bitterly, and with her arms crossed over her chest, she looked down at her from above, "Have you forgotten? You gave me the key last time. "

Ling Mengzhu was shocked again. That's right, the last time she left, Liang Jia had taken the key, so Long Zhenghao was no longer at home. If she was here, she wouldn't have let Liang Jia come running over so recklessly to watch her sleep, right?

"Look at you in such a state of shock, am I really that scary?" Liang Jia laughed at herself once again.

"Speak, what is it?" Of course, she was afraid. A lovelorn woman was scary.

Liang Jia lightly sighed, and unexpectedly said in a plaintive tone, "Actually, I have already thought it through. A man's heart is not something that can be seized back just by snatching. Long Zhenghao has always loved you, so no matter how hard I try, it's useless. "

Let's get to the point! Ling Mengzhu howled in her heart as she tightly clutched the blanket in front of her chest. She did not think that Liang Jia would come and apologize to her. There must be a reason why she would say something of such standard. She was waiting, waiting to the point that she couldn't take it anymore.

"Do you know why Long Zhenghao divorced you two years ago?" Liang Jia suddenly asked, catching Ling Mengzhu off guard, and could only shake her head in a daze. She really didn't know, every time she asked Long Zhenghao, he would just say that he didn't know.

A trace of hostility flashed through Liang Jia's eyes. She said, "If you still love her this way after knowing the truth, then I will completely admit defeat. Ling Mengzhu, you were played around with by him and used by him, do you still not remember this? "

"I don't remember." Ling Mengzhu continued to shake her head. These soul-stirring words struck her heart, causing her to be afraid and also want to hear what was going on.

"Your father once owned a pharmaceutical company. His business was not bad, and you could be said to be a daughter. In order to get your father's prescription, Long Zhenghao married you. After getting the prescription, he immediately divorced you and married an official's daughter. He even killed your biological parents and took over the Lin Clan's property. In order to take revenge on him, you kidnapped a gift car on the day of his wedding and ended up in a car accident. That's why you lost your memories … "

Liang Jia's every word was like a knife carved into the heart of Ling Meng Pearl, causing her to feel cold from the bottom of her heart all the way to her limbs and bones. After a long while, she coldly asked, "Miss Liang, is this the truth?"

"If you don't believe me, just ask those people who know about it. There is still your house, but its property no longer belongs to your Lin Family. When you have nothing else to do, go back and pay respects to the two elders!" Liang Jia faintly smiled. Her smile was ridiculing him to the extreme. She was mocking Ling Mengzhan's stupidity!

Ling Mengzhu listened dumbfoundedly. After a long while, she finally laughed coldly, "You lied to me so much just to get me out of the limelight?"

She really hoped that Liang Jia had lied to her. In order to let her leave Long Zhenghao's side, she couldn't accept this fact. Her biological parents … Since it was caused by her most beloved man? If so, what should she do? Would she be able to spend the rest of her life living with her father's murderer as if nothing had happened to her?

A sense of unease rose in her heart, stemming from Long Zhenghao's usual evasive attitude towards this question. She had asked Long Zhenghao more than once why they were divorced and where her family was now. Long Zhenghao's answers were evasive.

He had never directly answered her questions, and now that he heard Liang Jia say this, how could she not be worried in her heart? Her body was shamelessly cold, not because she wasn't wearing any clothes, but because she was afraid!

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. In any case, what I said is the truth. I'm leaving." Liang Jia turned around and walked towards the door. After taking a few steps, she turned around and threw the key back to her side. She coldly said, "I've returned the key to you."

She had taken over the key, but she couldn't control the man in this room. She really didn't know what was the point of keeping it.

Liang Jia left while Ling Mengzhu sat blankly on the bed. After sitting there for a long time, she finally lifted the blanket and got off the bed. She put the key down on the table and looked around the warm bedroom.

Long Zhenghao had already picked up the clothes that were scattered on the floor last night and placed them on the chair at the end of the bed. She dressed like a puppet and went downstairs. After washing up, he saw a note from Long Zhenghao on the table, telling her to go downstairs to the cafeteria for breakfast.

She just glanced at it for a second and then carried her bag out of the room.

The sun outside was bright and sunny, but the temperature was a little low. Ling Mengzhan pulled up her sweater and walked out of the garden.

The Lin Family's villa was located in the west side of the city. The villa was very large, and perhaps it had been under constant care and was still full of vitality. Occasionally, one could see people entering and exiting the villa. If not for the two words "Lin Family" hanging above the gate, Ling Mengzhu would have thought that she had walked into the wrong place. In her mind, the mansion was either desolate or had long since changed owners. However, the name 'Du Jin Lin' still shone brightly in the sunlight, and one could even see traces of having been cared for.

Looking at this unfamiliar house in front of her, Ling Mengzhu's heart felt as if it was pressed down by a huge stone. Had she really grown up here? But she had no impression of him at all? It was a memory of her.

A gardener inside saw someone standing at the entrance, put down his scissors and walked out. He asked, "Miss, may I ask who you are looking for?" Did I go through the wrong door? "

Lin Mengzhu stared at him, as she took a glance at the mansion and asked, "May I ask who owns this mansion now?"

The gardener was startled, but his first thought was that the buyer had come. He shook his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I was only hired to manage the house, but I really don't know who owns the property."

"Who lives there?" Ling Mengzhu eagerly asked.

The gardener shook his head again, saying, "The house hasn't been occupied in the past two years. Miss, if there's nothing else, please leave." Because it's hard for me to tell if you're a good person or a bad person, and I don't want to call the police. "

"Can I take a look inside?" Ling Mengzhan grabbed the two iron pillars at the door and asked expectantly. She really wanted to go in and see the place where she had grown up, and she knew that was very presumptuous of her.

The gardener naturally wouldn't let an unfamiliar woman into the house so the politeness he had just shown was gone. With a cold expression, he said, "Miss, please leave, or I'll call someone over."

Ling Mengzhu bitterly smiled. She could no longer go back to her home, because it was no longer hers! She turned around in frustration, but when she turned around, she saw Long Zhenghao standing behind her. She was stunned.

Long Zhenghao looked at her, then walked over gently and held her hand as he asked, "Do you really want to go in and see?"

When the gardener saw Long Zhenghao, he immediately greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Long." He even opened the door at the first moment, welcoming him into the room in a very welcoming manner.

"She is the owner of this house." Long Zhenghao spoke to the worker as he took off the sunglasses on Ling Mengzhu's face. The gardener looked at the face, which he had not really seen, but which felt more familiar.

Ling Mengzhu ignored Long Zhenghao and walked into the house without letting go of her hand. It was not as magnificent as she had imagined, but every corner was filled with warm scenes. And at the end of the hall, above the spiral staircase, a super large piece of family fortune had impressively appeared in front of Ling Mengzhu, causing her to stop in her tracks.

With just a glance, she was already able to confirm that the family of three was her and her parents. This was because the girl standing behind the two elders was indeed Lin Mufan. It was the girl that she had seen in the photo before. And the old people in front of her were so amiable, the kind she often dreamed of in her dreams.

It was her own mother, and she had never known what they looked like until today.

She almost called out 'Mom and Dad', but she knew they would never answer her again. Their smiles had stopped.

As she walked up the stairs, the second floor was still clean. She pushed open the third bedroom. The warm pink tint was exactly the color she liked. The photo frame on top of the bed was still the girl who was smiling happily. Even the clothes in the wardrobe were clean and tidy, as if the owner of this room had never left it before. She was astonished, but her heart also ached …

She took a thick photo album from the kitchen cabinet and sat on the floor, looking through it. It was full of her old impressions, from childhood until now. There were even many figures of Long Zhenghao, and they were very happy at that time.

All of this had to do with Long Zhenghao's determination. Ling Mengzhu's hands trembled as she held the album. Her tears flowed uncontrollably out of her eyes, dripping onto the smiling face in the album, blurring her vision.

Long Zhenghao stood by her side, quietly watching her. Although his heart ached, he didn't do anything.

Only when Ling Mengzhu raised her head, did he bend down and pick her up from the ground, letting her sit on the bed and softly say, "Zhu Zhu Zhu, I don't know what to tell you. I believe that you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

"Then you admit that what Miss Liang said is the truth?" Ling Mengzhu's gaze towards him had never been so hateful. Since she had quarrelled with him over the cellphone incident, and had only gotten angry over the matter with Liang Jia, she did not hate him as much as she did today. This was her parents' fate. How could she not hate them?

The hatred in her eyes stung Long Zhenghao's heart. He shook his head and said, "What she said is not the truth."

She smiled coldly, "Alright, then I want to hear the truth from you. Long Zhenghao, you better make it look like this."

Long Zhenghao took in a light breath. He had never wanted to talk about this memory, but today, he would eventually mention it. And it was in front of Ling Dreamy Pearl. He wasn't afraid of the truth, but he was afraid that no one would believe him. Even Ling Mengzhu wouldn't believe him.