After becoming the richest man, Mrs. Lu wanted to divorce every day

Yang Ying cannot accept this reality.

She felt that the Lu family must have bribed all the hospitals in Jiangcheng, so they deliberately colluded to deceive her.

Yang Ying went to the next city overnight and found an appraisal agency to do it again.

But the result this time is still 100% excluding paternity.

Shishi is really not her daughter!

Yang Ying felt chills all over her body and was furious. The daughter she had raised for twenty-seven years was not her biological child.

Then where did her biological daughter go?

Yang Ying went directly to the hospital where she gave birth and settled the score with the doctor who performed a caesarean section on her. She also kidnapped the doctor's granddaughter and threatened her.

The old doctor did not dare to hide it from her anymore and told her about the change of children between the two elders of the Qin family.

He also told her that her daughter was stillborn when she was cut out.

When she heard that her daughter had died a long time ago, Yang Ying's eyes turned red with anger. She went crazy and smashed up the old doctor's office. She then angrily went to find the second elder of the Qin family.

Now Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin have moved out of their old house and bought a villa in the suburbs.

Mr. Qin has hired a dedicated professional executive to take care of the company's affairs. Since his grandson is gone, he has not gone out. He gets up every day and sits in the yard to watch the sunrise after breakfast.

He waited for sunset in the afternoon before returning to the house.

When Mrs. Qin came out, Mr. Qin was sitting there in a daze again, leaning on his cane.

She walked over and persuaded: "It's sunny outside, please go back inside."

Mr. Qin waved his hand, "It's hard to have good weather these days. It's good to bask in the sun outside. Otherwise, my body and bones may not be able to survive."

Mrs. Qin wanted to say something else, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of someone walking this way, "Ah Ying, why are you here?"

When Mr. Qin heard the sound, he followed the sound and saw his daughter-in-law's cold face. His expression suddenly darkened and he stood up with a cane: "I'll go back and take a rest!"

As soon as he turned around, Yang Ying threw several DNA identification reports in her hand.

"Why would you do such a thing?"

Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin were both stunned, and they looked at each other. Mrs. Qin, under her husband's instructions, picked up everything on the ground.

Mrs. Qin lowered her head and looked through it. Mr. Qin also saw the appraisal results on the report beside her.

Mrs. Qin raised her head and looked at her daughter-in-law, feeling guilty, "Aying, this matter..."

"We have no choice but to do so."

Mr. Qin interrupted his wife.

"Last resort?"

Yang Ying sneered, pinched her fingers into her palms, and was trembling with anger, "Give me Qin Huaiye's mistress's child to raise. I've raised it for twenty-seven years. How can you do such a shameless thing!"

Hearing the word "shameless", Mr. Qin's face turned a little ugly. He said in a deep voice: "When you gave birth to a dead baby, the old lady and I were afraid that you would be irritated, so we gave the baby to you to raise... …”

"But she is the child of Qin Huaiye's mistress. Why do you give her to me to raise?"

Yang Ying raised her voice uncontrollably, with a ferocious and resentful look on her face. This voice startled Mrs. Qin.

"Don't you know why my daughter was stillborn? Qin Huaiye pushed me down the stairs for his mistress. My daughter was thrown to death like that. You all know that the person I hate the most is Qin Huaiye. I hate his mistresses and those shameless women. You actually gave Qin Shi to me to raise. You made me think she was my biological daughter. You let me raise her for twenty-seven years. I compared this daughter to I care about my biological son. I thought that A'du was dead and I at least still have a daughter, but it turns out that this daughter is not my biological daughter at all. What hope do I have in the future? What's the point of my life?"

"If you hadn't given Qin Shi to me to raise, I wouldn't have neglected my son..."

Because Yang Ying grew up in a family that favored sons over daughters, she especially hated parents who favored sons over daughters. She also hated the son who looked very similar to Qin Huaiye.

She likes soft and waxy daughters, and she wants to give her daughter all the favor she has never received.

But in the end, she discovered that her daughter was not her biological child at all. How could she accept this?

Mr. Qin disliked this daughter-in-law very much. In his opinion, his son's failure was because the daughter-in-law was too cruel and domineering. But when he heard the last words his daughter-in-law said, he also felt very regretful, "I I told you to be nice to A'du back then, but you just couldn't listen, so what's the use of saying it now!"

"Yeah, what's the use? My son is already dead..."

Yang Ying's eyes were broken, thinking of her son who committed suicide, her daughter, and her disgusting husband...

Her life seemed hopeless.

Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin watched their daughter-in-law come and leave.

After they left, Mrs. Qin still felt very unhappy, "If we hadn't given Shishi to Yang Ying, Yang Ying would have been able to treat Adu well, and Adu wouldn't have taken that path."

Every time Mrs. Qin thought about the scene of the child committing suicide, her heart felt like a knife, and she felt very guilty and regretful.

Mr. Qin naturally regrets it, but what's the use of regret?

The children are gone.

"With Yang Ying's character, even without Shishi, she and Adu might not be able to get along well."

Only by thinking this way can Mr. Qin feel better.

……

Yang Ying returned to her old house.

The house was empty, no one was there.

She walked to the stairs and saw her arguing with Qin Huaiye in a daze. Qin Huaiye suddenly pushed her down fiercely.

When she fell in a pool of blood and couldn't get up, a little figure rushed towards her anxiously: "Mom!"

But when she looked intently at the child's appearance, the shadow quickly disappeared like a mirage.

Yang Ying climbed up the stairs step by step with difficulty and returned to her room.

Throwing down the bag, he sat down blankly on the edge of the bed.

After a while, she opened the drawer and saw the black leather diary.

Yang Ying's hands were trembling a little. She reached out and took out the diary and opened the first page. The raw and tender handwriting caught her eye.

[I hate my father because he always makes my mother cry. I will never become a person like my father in the future]

[The teacher praised me today, and I saw my mother smiling. I will definitely be the first place every time in the future, so that my mother will smile at me every day]

[My mother is so gentle to my sister. I also want my mother to sleep with me, but my mother says that I am a boy. Boys must be strong. When they grow up, they must protect their mother and sister. This is my mission]

[For my mother’s birthday, I bought her a carnation. I bought it with the money I earned from doing homework for my classmates. After receiving it, my mother was not happy and threw the flower away, telling me not to do this again.]

[I like my mother the most in this world, but my mother doesn’t seem to like me very much. Is this an illusion on my part? Definitely! I am also my mother’s son, just like my sister, because I am the brother and my sister is still so young. I shouldn’t care about my sister. This is wrong]

……

Yang Ying looked through her son's diary, and her tears rolled down uncontrollably, dripping on the notebook. She quickly wiped it with her hands, and her son's appearance as a child became clearer and clearer in her mind.

She always said that her son had no conscience, but he once only had her as his mother.

It was she who lost such a well-behaved and sensible son.

It was she who killed her own son!

"A'du, A'du, my son, it's mom who is sorry for you. Mom knows she was wrong..."

Yang Ying hugged the diary tightly, and finally could no longer suppress her emotions. Tears burst out like a broken gate. It was a complete release of emotions. She couldn't control herself, and her crying became louder and louder.