Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"Okay, it's necessary."

Song Zhixu also smiled: "My parents will listen to you."

He seemed to be complaining, accusing his parents of being partial and valuing girls over boys, but he was actually trying to make Liang Nianhe relax.

She is the apple of the family's eye, and she has been missing for many years. When we finally see her, her parents will only treat her well.

She didn't even have to do anything, just stand there, and the entire Song family would be complete.

Soon, the brother and sister came to the door of the box.

Song Zhixu was about to push the door open when Liang Nianhe stopped him: "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

"I..." Liang Nianhe bit his lip, "I'm still nervous."

After knowing that she was the second young lady of the Song family, she searched online for photos of the second elder of the Song family.

Father Song is majestic, serious, with regular features, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and has an aura. At first glance, he looks like the kind of aloof chairman.

Mother Song is gentle and beautiful, with fair and firm skin and very elegant temperament.

When looking at the photos, Liang Nianhe didn't feel anything. He just felt that they were strange and had never been in contact with them before.

But soon, she was going to see them alive.

Liang Nianhe had forgotten everything about his childhood and had no memory at all.

Song's father and Song's mother felt even more out of reach.

Wait a minute, does she want to say hello first? Just call your parents?

Or should I let my brother introduce me first?

Liang Nianhe's mind was in a mess.

Song Zhixu patted her head: "With me and your parents here, you will be the happiest and safest little princess in the world. Don't be nervous, little princess."

He held her with one hand and pushed open the door with the other.

The moment the door opened, Father Song and Mother Song, who were sitting inside, stood up at the same time.

Liang Nianhe's anxious heart suddenly lifted even higher.

She looked steadily at her biological parents in front of her.

Father Song is more majestic and oppressive than in the photo, and his eyes behind the lenses reveal wisdom and maturity.

Mother Song looked extremely young, with no wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, black hair, and a well-proportioned figure.

Liang Nianhe has imagined countless times what his parents should look like, and now, they are right in front of him.

And the two of them were also looking at her.

Eyes meet.

Mother Song's eyes were red and filled with tears. She opened her mouth to say something, but before the words came out, tears fell first.

She raised her hand to wipe it and spoke first, breaking the silence: "My daughter..."

Then, she walked forward quickly and came to Liang Nianhe's side.

She looked at Liang Nianhe carefully: "When you left me, you were still so young. You were soft and fragrant in my arms. When you turned around, when we met again, you had grown so big. You were a big girl, too. I’m going to be a mother soon…”

Mother Song stretched out her hand, wanting to touch her face, but she tried hard to restrain herself.

"It's because your mother is not good and doesn't take good care of you, so you have been homeless for so many years. You have suffered enough and suffered enough. Originally, you should have lived happily and carefree by my side. I watched you day by day. When you grow up, I give you the best."

"You must hate me very much, and you must blame me." Mother Song's hand paused in mid-air, shaking all the time, "I'm sorry, daughter, you have suffered so many years of injustice. The days in the orphanage and the life in Siyuan are all... Suffering, how did you survive it..."

Just thinking about the years that Liang Nianhe went through made Song's mother's heart ache.