Downstairs, Wu Tong and Ye Tianxin were chatting on the sofa.
While chatting, Ye Tianxin suddenly thought of the dream she had when she was locked in the basement.
In her dream, there was not only her, but also Xiao Jin, and Li Qingcang.
She naively wondered if Xiao Jin was Li Qingcang’s son.
“Auntie, I want to see the photo of Brother Li when he was a child, when he was about five to six years old.”
When Wu Tong heard what Ye Tianxin said, she bent down and took out a thick photo album from under the TV cabinet.
She spread out the photo album on the marble coffee table while explaining the origin of each photo page by page.
The photos in this album were photos from when Li Qingcang was born.
From the newly born photos, Ye Tianxin couldn’t tell.
But when the two, three, and four-year-old photos appeared one by one, Ye Tianxin’s legs couldn’t help but tremble.
She stretched out her hand, pressed her trembling leg, and clenched her teeth tightly. For a long while, she never said a word, and she couldn’t make a sound.
At first, when she dreamed that Gu Yancheng said this, she thought it was just a dream.
Later, when she was locked in that small dark room, she thought what she saw was just an illusion.
An illusion carrying her hope.
What about now?
She realized that all of this wasn’t an illusion.
Was Xiao Jin really not Gu Yancheng’s son?
He was Li Qingcang’s son.
Because, Xiao Jin looked like Li Qingcang very much.
Their eyebrows and eyes were almost exactly the same.
Ye Tianxin’s tears couldn’t help but fall drop by drop.
Wu Tong saw that something was wrong, so she asked Ye Tianxin, “Tianxin, what’s wrong?”
“I miss my mother.”
Ye Tianxin covered her face, and her tears fell drop by drop from her fingers.
Wu Tong stretched out her hand to embrace Ye Tianxin’s shoulder. “Good child, you have found your father now. It’s only a matter of time before you find your mother.”
Ye Tianxin gently wiped away the tears on her face with her hand, but the more tears she wiped away, the more tears there were.
In her past life and present life, there were so many confusions.
Xiao Jin was Li Qingcang’s child, so did that mean that she didn’t have any intercourse with Gu Yancheng at the engagement banquet that night?
But why would Gu Yancheng be willing to take on all this?
Was this Gu Yanbai’s instruction?
Or the instruction from the mastermind behind the scenes?
In her previous life, before she died, she learned from Lu Qingxin’s mouth that her marriage to Gu Yancheng was a long-planned conspiracy.
Her heart felt painful.
That kind of pain almost overwhelmed Ye Tianxin.
Why?
Why?
Why?
There had never been a moment like this, when Ye Tianxin wanted to know the entire truth so badly.
She wanted to know what kind of conspiracy they fabricated for her in the previous life.
She missed Xiao Jin.
She missed Xiao Jin.
She wanted to tell Xiao Jin, it’s not that your Dad doesn’t love you, but that your Dad doesn’t even know you exist.
Ye Tianxin stroked the armrest of the sofa, and when she was about to stand up, her vision went dark. Her body, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, fell to the floor.
“Tianxin.”
Wu Tong was taken aback.
“Xiao Cang, come here, Tianxin fainted!”
Wu Tong screamed. She was so scared that she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what to do.
When Li Qingcang heard Wu Tong’s scream, he opened the door and rushed out. When he found Tianxin unconscious on the ground, he anxiously knelt beside Tianxin and did heart resuscitation for her.
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