Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Wenzhou turned around and looked at her calmly, "Yu Wei, what are you talking about? How could you be his illegitimate daughter? Don't think so wildly."

"Why don't you tell me when you knew about it." Yu Wei looked directly into his eyes, "Before we divorced? You had the paternity test done by my mother, right? ?"

Yan Wenzhou approached her and wanted to hold her shoulders, but Yu Wei backed away, "Don't touch me!"

"That's why you asked me to abort that child at that time?" Yu Wei showed a bitter smile, "Because it shouldn't have existed in the first place. You locked up Wen Siya as a mental illness because you were afraid that she would tell the secret. If we come out, will we become a joke to the entire imperial capital?"

She thought for a long time before she finally understood the reasons and everything became reasonable.

"I told you, no matter what Wen Siya tells you, don't believe it."

"Then who should I believe? Do I believe you?" Yu Wei looked at him with painful eyes, "But Yan Wenzhou, you keep saying you love me, but you refuse to tell me anything! Since you have known for a long time that I am Yan Wenzhou, Tingsong’s illegitimate daughter, why are you still pestering me?”

Why do you want me to fall in love with you again when I clearly no longer like you!

"You're not, believe me." Yan Wenzhou walked up to her, hugged her tightly in his arms regardless of her struggle, "Yu Wei, I admit that I have had such ridiculous thoughts, even if you She is his illegitimate daughter, even if... I don't want to let you go."

The expression on Yu Wei's face froze, and then she struggled harder, but his hold was too tight, and she couldn't break away, so she simply bit his shoulder.

Yan Wenzhou frowned in pain and still refused to let go of her.

It wasn't until Yu Wei bit her jaw that it felt sore that she finally relaxed and murmured, "You lunatic!"

"I have indeed gone crazy!" Yan Wenzhou looked down at her and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "But even if I am a lunatic, I still can't bear to let you go to hell with me."

Yu Wei's eyes were a little confused. Isn't she the daughter of Yan Tingsong and Song Qinghe? So who is she?

As if he understood what she was thinking, Yan Wenzhou held her cheek and said, "Yu Wei, you are who you are, you don't need to be someone else's daughter."

Yu Wei pushed his hand away, took a step back, and gradually calmed down.

She wiped the tears from her face and said, "Yan Wenzhou, since you and Qiao Ran are engaged, don't appear in front of me again, and don't have anything to do with me in the slightest. I don't want your mother to suddenly go crazy again." !Neither I nor the Yu family can be her opponent."

"Yu Wei, the only woman I want to marry in this life is you."

Yu Wei turned her head away, as if she had heard a joke, "Don't you think it's too late for you to say this now?"

"take a good rest."

Yan Wenzhou looked at her deeply before leaving the lounge.

Yu Wei seemed to have lost all her strength in an instant. She fell down on the edge of the bed. Is she really not the daughter of Yan Tingsong and Song Qinghe? But is there really such a coincidence in this world?

Could it be that Yan Wenzhou deliberately lied to her to relieve her psychological pressure?

After relaxing in the lounge for a while, Yu Wei entered the kitchen. When she saw the breakfast made by Yan Wenzhou, her eyes darkened a little.

The image of Yan Wenzhou and Qiao Ran walking together flashed through her mind. She threw her breakfast into the trash can without hesitation and made a new one herself.

Two assistants came to the clinic one after another. Although the clinic has not officially opened yet, the clinic is open and many people come to the clinic every day for treatment.

A nurse pushed Song Qinghe to the clinic, and there were many bodyguards behind them.

Song Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yu Wei looked okay.

Yu Wei looked at her in surprise, "Today is not your day for treatment."

Song Qinghe smiled softly, "I got a little bored in the villa, so I wanted to come out and walk around. My legs are also a little uncomfortable, so I wanted you to give me a few injections."

Facing her gentle eyebrows, Yu Wei couldn't say no.

However, there were two patients waiting in front, and Yu Wei asked her to wait a moment. When Song Qinghe saw Yu Wei enter the consulting room, she asked the nurse to push her to the backyard.

She was a little trance looking at the old locust tree in the yard. Tingsong had found many photos of Yu Wei when she was a child.

She couldn't help but think that when she first learned that she was pregnant, her first thought was to abort the child in her belly.

She was repulsed by the baby until she felt her first fetal movements.

In that dark place, the child gradually became her only comfort. She always comforted herself over and over again that the child was innocent.

"Aunt Song." Yu Wei's voice brought Song Qinghe back from his thoughts. Song Qinghe looked at Yu Wei's gentle and calm face and smiled, "Are you done?"

Yu Wei nodded, "I'll push you to the treatment room."

The treatment room in the backyard has been newly cleaned and decorated.

While Yu Wei was giving her acupuncture, she was teaching the two assistants. The two of them were holding notebooks and taking notes.

Seeing her serious look, Song Qinghe's eyes gradually became wet.

After acupuncture, Yu Wei motioned for her to rest for a while, but another patient came outside.

Song Qinghe originally wanted to say a few more words to her, but it wasn't until almost noon that she didn't wait until she was free.

Song Qinghe asked the nurse to push her out of the clinic. She stood up and got into the car. The bodyguard put away the wheelchair, and several cars quickly left the clinic.

Song Qinghe did not let the driver drive back to the mountainside villa.

The car stopped at the entrance of a coffee shop. The nurse wanted to help Song Qinghe move the wheelchair. Song Qinghe shook his head, "No, it's only a few steps, just walk in."

The nurse had to stand aside and try to support her.

Song Qinghe looked at her with a smile, "I'm fine, I won't fall down after these few steps."

The nurse had no choice but to run forward and help her open the glass door of the cafe.

Song Qinghe walked in slowly. Shen Meiling was sitting by the window. When she saw the thin figure walking in, she smiled mockingly. She was already so sick that she didn't know what she was pretending to do.

Walking step by step to the coffee table, Song Qinghe had beads of sweat on her forehead. What was a simple thing for ordinary people was already very difficult for her.

The nurse helped Song Qinghe pull out the chair, and then sat not far away.

Song Qinghe ordered coffee.

Shen Meiling said quietly: "Yantingsong and I have already divorced, what else do you want to do with me? If you don't take it seriously, I will take it very seriously!"

"What's wrong with you?" Song Qinghe's voice was cold, and he looked at the woman in front of him. She was as glamorous as she was more than twenty years ago, but who knew what kind of filth and filth lay beneath such a glamorous appearance? soul.

Song Qinghe picked up the water glass on the table and suddenly poured it at Shen Meiling, "Shen Meiling, I'm here to warn you today, stay away from my daughter! If you dare to touch a hair of hers again, you will be punished. I won’t let you go even if it’s your life!”