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When Beauty Jing heard this, tears streamed down her face.

So it turned out that his mother was long gone, and everything in front of his eyes had become blurry.

"Dad, why is that so? "Why?" At this moment, she was truly very helpless, very helpless. She never thought that her birth would actually cause her mother to die. It turned out that the woman was the indirect culprit that caused her mother's death.

"Jiajia, daddy is sorry." Jing Tian Cheng's heart ached, but when facing his daughter, he could only endure it.

For eighteen years he had not ceased to condemn his conscience.

However, the weak him was unable to harden his heart against the mother and daughter.

Jing Jiayi was innocent after all. He had already let down Beauty Jing and Liu Mei, so he couldn't let Jing Jiayi down anymore.

When he found out that Jing Jiayi was his own child, he did not know what to do.

It was because he had never slept with Liu Mei before, but the thing that he clearly knew was settled at the end of the test.

It was only until a few days ago when Bo Liang Chen gave him an inspection report that he found out that in these years, Liu Chengshu and Liu Mei had conspired together to obtain the Jing Clan's property to frame him, creating a huge lie that covered the sky.

At this moment, he finally understood why that woman had acted so hypocritically. It turned out that it was all for money.

But, so what if he knew now? His real wife, Liu Mei, would never come back. His daughter, Beauty Jing, had suffered for eighteen years and how to make up for it. He was ashamed of the dead and even more ashamed of his daughter who had just turned eighteen.

Beauty Jing raised her teary eyes and looked at her father and grandfather, who seemed to have aged even more overnight. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

What had happened in the past, she stopped thinking about it, it was still a long way off. She reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took out a tissue and pinched her nose, then threw the paper into the trash basket. She got up again and knelt on the bed to wipe the tears off her two elders' faces.

"Grandfather, father, don't worry. From now on, I won't think about my mother anymore. I have all of you, that's enough. Trust me, we'll get better." Beauty Jing smiled, her smile especially radiant.

The smile infected the two elders, and their fingers were tightly clasped together.

Mu Shuzhen and Jing Tian Yu were hiding outside the door. The two of them had been here for a long time, so when they heard all this from outside, they were extremely shocked.

For the past eighteen years, Jing Tian Cheng had endured the unbearable pain of an ordinary person and they had always thought that it was Liu Mei who disliked Jing Jia. It turned out that there was actually a huge conspiracy hiding behind the scenes.

400 million nearly crushed the Jing Rentang and 400 million almost ruined the Jing beauty's entire life and the Jing Family's heritage.

Jing Tian Yu held Mu Shuzhen's hand. The two of them looked at each other and walked in.

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The sound of two knees hitting the ground.

Jing Tian Yu and Mu Shuren both knelt down.

The three people in the room were shocked.

"Dad, big brother, I'm sorry. All these years, I never did the right thing for the Jing Clan. I didn't help you out. If you feel uncomfortable, you should beat me up and scold me." Jing Tian Yu lowered his head, accepting the baptism of pain.

Jing Tian Cheng hurriedly stood up and pulled the two of them up from the ground. He sat them on the sofa and said sincerely, "Tian Yu, Shu Zhen, Dad and I won't blame you. We would also like to thank you for teaching Jiajia to such an excellent person. If it weren't for you, I would have given up a long time ago." Jing Tianzhi covered his face as tears streamed down his face. It was as if at this moment, his tears were like a flood that could no longer be stopped.

Jing Tian Yu was extremely shocked. He hadn't realized it, but they had already taken care of her for eighteen years. In these eighteen years, their love had been attributed to their two children. Now that their child had grown up, they had become old.

It wasn't that she was hypocritical or weak, it was just that the Jing Family trusted her. They didn't look down on her because she couldn't give birth to children, so other than her own mother-in-law, she didn't complain at all.

At this moment, Old Lady Jing was hugging a pile of jewelry as she slept. In her eyes, those jewelry were her true love, her life.

As long as she stayed in her garden, eating and drinking as usual, and didn't have to find other people to serve her, she would be satisfied. She would have something good to eat, something good to wear, something fun to play with, and not get sick.

When a person grew old, they would have to let go when they needed to. After experiencing great troubles and not dying, their mentality was much clearer than before.

"Child, don't blame yourself and feel guilty. Just be a family and be happy and reunited." Jing Zhongren stood up and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Beauty Jing also put on her slippers and sat on the sofa with the old man.

Outside the door, a soldier was reporting the situation to Bo Liangchen. At this moment, he saw through the gap in the door that the people inside had quietened down. He knocked on the door and walked in, followed by an exceptionally handsome young man.

The young man was around seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a buzz cut and was wearing a green military uniform. With his head held high, he walked in behind Bo Mingchen with firm steps.

The people in the room raised their heads at the sound of knocking on the door.

Her eyes were filled with pleasant surprise. Only Beauty Jing was tilting her head as she looked at him in doubt.

After a long while, she pointed at the tall boy and asked, "Who are you?"

The boy stood in a standard posture and saluted with a standard military salute. He said in a clear voice, "Jing Ping reported to Chief's wife. Hello elder sister."

A head lady knocked out Beauty Jing and a soft sound rang out, causing her to tremble all over.

"Elder sister? "You are my younger brother?" Beauty Jing was in a circle.

Jing Ping nodded.

"Yes, brother." Jing Ping opened his mouth, revealing his white and neat teeth.

Beauty Jing tilted her head and circled around Jing Ping. She nodded and said, "Mmm, not bad. He is a good seedling worth nurturing."

Jing Ping took a look and completely understood the problem with Bo Liang Chen. No wonder he had to rush back in the middle of the night. It turned out that there was something wrong with his little sister's brain.

"Elder sister, did you forget? When we were kids, we slept in the same bed, under the same blanket. " In order to make big sister remember him, Jing Ping was going to fight with everything he had.

Beauty Jing's eyes were opened wide, as if she was going to get angry in the next moment.

Bo Liangchen, who was behind her, pulled her into his embrace.

"Did you see that? Our family is reunited now. My wife, don't be angry. There are so many people here to witness that we are husband and wife. You can't escape." The man smiled. He really hoped that the girl would put her head in his embrace coquettishly and act coquettishly.

Fantasy is good, reality is cruel.

The little girl scratched her claws and pinched someone's chest with three fingers. She said fiercely, "I don't eat this kind of stuff. Family members are family, and husbands are husbands. They can't be compared to each other."