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

Wen Lan opened his eyes in disbelief.

Isn't she Wen Wanhong's daughter?

Then whose daughter is she?

The old man she saw in the afternoon came to Wen Lan's mind. Her knuckles holding the doorknob turned white, hoping her mother would deny it.

But Mother Wen inside the door asked with a guilty conscience: "Since you know that A-Lan is not your daughter, why did you still marry me then?"

When Wen Lan heard this, his heart sank completely.

"If your daughter hadn't been attracted by Lu Mingting, do you think I would have married you?"

Wen Lan's face turned pale.

Inside, Wen Wanhong was still talking: "Why don't you piss and look in the mirror? You are a stage girl who has been slept with by so many men. How would I fall in love with you? If I hadn't wanted to get on the big boat of the Lu family, you Even if you give me money, I don't want to sleep with you. Why do you think you can't get pregnant after all these years? That's because I think you are dirty. Even if I find a woman outside, I won't have a baby with you, He Qiuyu, You make me sick, do you know that?”

Mother Wen was trembling with anger when she heard her husband's insult. At this time, there was a "creak" sound, and the study door was opened from the outside.

When the two heard the noise, they both turned their heads and saw the person standing at the door. Father Wen's expression changed drastically, but thinking of what Lu Nanxiao had done, he stopped trying to please his daughter and snorted coldly: "Have you heard all this? "

Wen Lan looked pale, looking at the undisguised disgust on his father's face, and his mother's cowering and dodging, her fingers hanging by her side clenched tightly into fists, "Mom, am I really not the daughter of the Wen family?"

Mother Wen looked at her daughter, feeling very guilty. She moved her mouth, but before her voice came out, Wen Wanhong said coldly: "You are indeed not my daughter, so don't even think about the Wen family's property. I can bear it." Showing off to your mother now is already the greatest kindness to you mother and daughter!"

"Alan has helped the Wen family so much over the years. She has called you daddy for so many years, but you have no mercy at all? Even if you don't leave me any property, you can't let me take on so many debts for you. , I don’t have many years to live, Wen Wanhong, you can’t be so cruel to me!”

"The Wen family is now bankrupt thanks to my cheap grandson. In the final analysis, I have suffered from you mother and daughter. If you refuse to repay this debt to me, I will expose the shameless things you did in the past. Go out, I want to see if Lu Nanxiao has a grandmother like you, can he look good?"

"You... Wen Wanhong... you are not human!"

Wen Wanhong is now over seventy years old, and his body is still strong. He even looks neater than Wen's mother. He leaned on a cane and said in an evil voice: "I'm not a human being, so what are you? You're just a prostitute selling meat." !”

He tilted his head and threatened: "Alan, I know you are Mrs. Lu now. Your Lu family has a great business. You have a capable son. You and I have been father and daughter for so many years, and we don't want to make it too ugly. , you should weigh it yourself. Anyway, at my age, I am not afraid of embarrassment. Even if the Lu family knows about it, I am afraid it will not look good. I heard that you and Ming Ting are separated now and are getting divorced. , if Ming Ting finds out that you are not the daughter of the Wen family, he will lose face and have even more reasons to divorce you, don’t you think?"

Wen Lan was shaking with anger.

"He Qiuyu, after your daughter pays off my debt, we will get a divorce!"

Wen Wanhong said everything he needed to say. He didn't want to stay here and look at the old woman's old face, so he went out with a cane, intending to spend the night at his little lover's place.

Seeing her husband disappear from sight, Wen's mother was filled with hatred, but looking at her daughter, she didn't know how to explain it.

Wen Lan looked at her mother, unable to digest the fact that she was not the daughter of the Wen family.

"Mom, whose daughter am I?"

Mother Wen looked evasive and did not answer.

"That old man this afternoon, is he my father?"

Wen Lan had always been arrogant and could not accept this fact.

Mother Wen also knew her daughter's temper. She walked over to hold her daughter's hand, but Wen Lan avoided her.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

If she knew that she was not the daughter of the Wen family, she would definitely not vent her anger on her son over and over again because of the Wen family. She looked down on Xu Nanyin, but she had such a miserable mother.

In fact, she is not as good as Xu Nanyin's background.

Mother Wen quickly denied, "That's not your father..."

"Then who is my father?"

Mother Wen couldn't answer, she opened her mouth, but didn't give her daughter an answer several times.

Wen Lan thought of the days when she and her mother were dependent on each other. It was a time that she least wanted to recall.

Looking at her mother's white hair and cloudy eyes, she looked at her with tears and guilt and helplessness.

Wen Lan hated such a dirty mother!

She ignored her mother's shouts and left Wen's house without looking back.

……

Wen Lan couldn't sleep well all night, her mother's eyes kept popping up in her mind.

When she woke up in the morning and turned on her phone, she saw several missed calls, all from her mother after she left yesterday.

Wen Lan thought of the days when mother and daughter depended on each other, but she still couldn't bear to ignore her. She still called back. The phone kept ringing. When she thought her mother hadn't gotten up yet, the call suddenly went through.

The other end spoke first: "Are you He Qiuyu's daughter?"

He Qiuyu is the mother's name.

Wen Lan frowned and said, "This is my mother's cell phone. Where is my mother?"

"He Qiuyu is suspected of a murder case and has been arrested by our police. You are her daughter. We have questions to ask you. Please come to the police station."

Homicide?

Her mother is over 70 years old, how could she kill someone?

A guess flashed through her mind, making her heart tremble: "Who did she kill?"

"Wen Wanhong!"

……

Wen Lan went to the police station, but Wen's mother did not want to see her and only left her a letter.

Wen Lan learned from the police that because Wen's mother surrendered and there were witnesses present yesterday, she was indeed the one who killed the person. There was no possibility of overturning the case.

Wen Lan held the letter and walked out of the police station with a chill.

It wasn't until she returned to the hotel that she sat in the room for a long time before opening the paper with trembling hands.

[Alan, mom, I’m sorry for you. I know you should feel ashamed to be my daughter. I’m sorry that you have such a bad mother. Mom has caused you trouble again this time. I’m sorry! 】

[Your father is not that person. He is now in another city. He is married and has children. He is also a respectable man. You have your own family now, so don’t bother him. 】

[Even if you don’t have a father, your mother will always love you. You will always be her most precious daughter. Mom hopes you are happy! 】

Wen Lan looked at the crooked handwriting. She knew that her mother had never read a book, but she didn't expect that she could write so many words now.

Wen Lan smiled and smiled, tears welling up uncontrollably.

She remembered that many years ago, her mother put on terrible makeup and wore clothes she thought were very decent to attend her parent-teacher meeting.

She grinned to herself as she entered.

Wen Lan was particularly disgusted and didn't even say hello to her. Other children would go home together when their parents had a parent-teacher meeting, but she was afraid to look at her mother, afraid that people would know that the woman with heavy makeup was her mother.

Afraid of letting people know that her mother is a sitcom.

Later, Wen Lan stopped letting her mother go to school, but every time Wen Lan came home from school on a rainy day, she would always meet her mother who gave her an umbrella on the road.

She didn't dare to go near the school and only dared to wait for her halfway.

The mother at that time overlapped with the mother last night.

Wen Lan covered her face, feeling very sad and blaming herself. She thought that if she could have held her mother's hand last night, her mother would not have done something stupid.

Why does she always regret it later!