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After instructing the nurse, Minghui lowered her head and continued to look at her phone, and the next moment, she heard another exclamation.

She frowned and looked at the door again.

At this moment, she was stunned on the spot, and she didn't even notice that the phone slipped and fell on the bed.

Standing at the door, Jiang Ting was completely soaked, and the water droplets from her hair flowed into her neckline along her slender neck.

With such a pale face, she looked at herself from a distance.

Minghui's heart tightened, she hurriedly threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and walked in front of her.

"What's wrong with you? How did you get drenched like this?" Ming Hui squeezed the dazed nurse and asked her to get a dry towel, and she pulled Jiang Ting into the ward by herself, "It's raining so hard, don't you even have an umbrella? "

Jiang Ting turned her head and looked at her quietly.

Minghui's eagerness was so serious that she couldn't see the slightest trace of camouflage.

She and Shen Minghui look so similar, but their names differ by only one letter.

In fact, Jiang Ting had doubted the relationship between them countless times, but every time, she was vetoed by herself.

Subconsciously, she probably didn't want this to be true either.

Minghui, who doesn't want to be tit-for-tat at the first meeting, is really the biological mother she longs for in her heart.

But fate sometimes just likes to joke.

Seeing Minghui carefully wipe the water droplets on her face and hair, Jiang Ting suddenly felt a little blurry in her eyes.

She held back her tears and raised her chin nonchalantly: "Mrs. Ying, why do you care about me so suddenly?"

Ming Hui flinched with the hand holding the towel, seeing the mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, she took it back embarrassingly.

"Ying Wenxuan and I have divorced..." She looked away and explained in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, she quietly watched Jiang Ting's reaction from the corner of her eye.

Unfortunately, let her down.

Jiang Ting didn't show any joy, as if this matter was insignificant and irrelevant to her.

Jiang Ting turned her gaze to the overwhelmed nurse next to her: "I have something to say, and I want to talk to you alone."

Minghui restrained her frustration, and handed the towel to the nurse: "Go outside and wait."

The two sat down on the sofa.

Minghui poured a cup of hot water and pushed it over, but Jiang Ting just glanced at it, but didn't pick it up.

She lowered her head, unzipped the down jacket, and took out a yellowed photo from the inside pocket.

She was so wet, but the photo was intact, so I thought how much I would value it.

Minghui stared at it for a moment, then turned her gaze back to her pale cheeks.

Jiang Ting met her eyes, raised her lips and smiled slowly: "I think you should be aware of the situation in my family. After all, out of jealousy, Ying Ruolan often attacked me with family background, and called me several times for being abandoned by my biological mother." wild species."

Minghui's face suddenly turned pale, and she clenched her hands tightly.

The heart, as if being pierced by countless needles at the same time, gave birth to fine and dense pain.

At the same time, she was extremely angry that Ying Ruolan had enjoyed her daughter's original maternal love and everything she should have, but turned her head and humiliated her like this.

She shouldn't have raised her hand and let her go, taking into account the relationship between her and Ying Wenxuan for many years!

Ming Hui almost blurted out, telling Jiang Ting that her mother is right in front of her eyes, that's her!

She was never a bastard, she was the high-ranking little princess of the Ming family in Jiangcheng!

She has a distinguished status, an extraordinary family background, and many people who love her.

But these words were finally swallowed back into his throat: "Ying Ruolan has always been uneasy and kind, so you don't have to take her words to heart."

"Really?" Jiang Ting smiled, "I thought that your great and good stepmother would be the same as before, protecting her in every possible way regardless of the reason."

With these words, Minghui heard a strong sense of ridicule.

Her lips opened and closed, and finally closed feebly.

If possible, she hoped that time could go back to the day when she first met Jiang Ting in Jiangcheng.

No, back to 20 years ago!

This time, she will definitely not abandon her again.

Jiang Ting didn't know what was going on in her heart.

Ridiculously mocking this woman did not make her mood any better.

Jiang Ting lowered her eyes, restraining her emotions: "At the end of September, when I went back to Sioux City to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my grandma, I happened to hear about my biological mother and a photo of her from many years ago."

She stared into Minghui's eyes, word by word, articulated very clearly, "Her name is Shen Minghui, she left me and left Sucheng 20 years ago, and has never been seen since then."

"I heard that she came to Jiangcheng. This is her photo from back then, Ms. Ming, do you know her?"

Jiang Ting turned over the front of the photo and handed it to Minghui.

As for the latter, his complexion changed drastically when he heard the word "Shen Minghui". When he saw himself in his teenage years in the photo, he was even more like a thunderbolt.

With trembling hands, Ming Hui took the photo after a while.

At this moment, she didn't even dare to look Jiang Ting directly.

"You...you know everything?"

"I want to hear it from you." Jiang Ting's tone was unexpectedly calm.

"me......"

She couldn't answer a complete sentence for a long time.

In Minghui's life, she could be said to be unfortunate, or she could be said to be lucky enough.

She was the apple of the eye of the Ming family since she was born, but she has been living outside since she was a child.

However, she met a pair of kind-hearted adoptive parents who brought her home from the orphanage when she was still immature, and loved her extremely.

There is also a pair of biological parents who regard her as a treasure and never give up looking for her.

The only setback was probably Jiang Zhengchuan.

Perhaps it was because of the smooth sailing since she was a child that Jiang Zhengchuan's betrayal made her feel pained to the marrow, and even her own daughter also vented her anger along with her.

"I don't know what I was thinking at the time. Your father treated me like that, I wish I could stab him with a knife. When I see you, I will think of him..."

After Minghui finished talking about what happened back then, tears were streaming down her face.

"So, you use me as a tool to take revenge on him and make him lose face?"

"Since you don't love me, why did you give birth to me?"

"Don't you know what will happen to me if you leave Sucheng in that way?"

Jiang Ting's series of questioning made Minghui feel ashamed.

She cried and grabbed her hand: "Ting Ting, it's my mother who made a mistake. My mother has already regretted it. If I do it again, I will definitely treat you well, I..."

"Regret? Did you recognize me the first time you saw me when you returned to Jiangcheng? Did you regret it then?"

"You didn't. You watched Ying Ruolan target me, even stood on the same front with her, and persecuted her daughter in every possible way for the sake of her stepdaughter. You also watched your old father who knew the same belittle me and humiliate me. "

"Your regret, in the final analysis, is just that you were hurt by the Ying family's father and daughter. You turned around and remembered that you have a daughter, so you came to find warmth."

Jiang Ting was emotional, and what she said completely tore apart Ming Hui's sophistry, "You are a selfish person who only thinks about yourself. Even today, it has never changed."

Ming Hui was deeply stabbed by the coldness in her eyes, and let go of her hand suddenly.

"No, I am not......"

She's not that kind of person, and she really regrets it.

Jiang Ting picked up the photo on the table, and tore it in half in front of her.

"I already know what I want to know, and forget it. It's just a matter of my mind. Ms. Ming, in the future, we will still be the same as before. Just treat the other party as a stranger."

With Minghui's stunned expression, she stood up, turned and left without hesitation.

"Ting Ting..."

Ming Hui, who came back to his senses, hurriedly got up and chased after him, but was tripped and fell to the ground in a moment of anxiety.

She raised her neck and cried out her name hoarsely, letting her listen to her own explanation.

Jiang Ting's footsteps did not stop for a moment.

Coming out of the hospital, she plunged into the pouring rain.

Raising his hand to touch his cheek, it was full of icy cold liquid.

Tears and rain are mixed together, and it has long been difficult to distinguish each other.

At this time, the cell phone in the palm of his hand rang again.

Rainwater fell on the screen, and she wiped it vigorously before she could see the familiar call notes.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ting pursed her lips, smiling desolately and laughing at herself.

She once thought that the reason why her mother left her was because of an accident, or because of unspeakable difficulties, or because she was not capable enough to support her, and it was better to keep her by Jiang Zhengchuan's side.

But these are all self-indulgent.

Seeing the phone that was hung up again, Lu Shiyi frowned.

When approaching the hospital, he deliberately slowed down and looked around at the sidewalks on both sides.

When he saw the slender figure in the heavy rain, his pupils shrank severely.

The heart felt like being hit by a heavy hammer in an instant, with a dull pain.

"Jiang Jiang!"

The silver-gray phantom stopped quickly, Lu Shiyi opened the car door and rushed into the heavy rain, came to Jiang Ting and hugged her.