Abandoned after first marriage due to infertility, married into a wealthy family and had two childre

Bai Xiaowei and Xue Shaoyang sat by the window.

The afternoon sun shines through the bright windows, like a layer of soft golden gauze.

The waiter brought the coffee and Bai Xiaowei gestured for him to put it next to Xue Shaoyang. She only had a glass of water on her hand.

"I don't drink coffee, and I don't know what you like to drink, try it."

Her eyebrows were curved and her voice was gentle.

Xue Shaoyang's eyes were red and swollen, his expression was dull, and his movements were a little slow.

But she still listened to Bai Xiaowei's words.

She stretched out her fair and tender hand, picked up the coffee tremblingly like an old person, and took a big sip.

The next second, a sharp pain came from the tip of her tongue, causing her whole body to shudder.

Bai Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reminded: "Spit it out quickly..."

Before he uttered the last word, Xue Shaoyang swallowed it with a painful expression, enduring the scalding pain.

The hot touch spread all the way down, and the pain spread along the path of the liquid flow.

She curled her fingers and frowned, as if her heart was burned and twisted into a ball.

The intense discomfort finally brought the stupid man back to his senses. Looking at Bai Xiaowei who was frantically using a tissue to wipe her face, Xue Shaoyang's heart slowly relaxed.

She never liked to be overly close to others, but now she had the urge to hug someone in her arms.

She thought so and did so.

Bai Xiaowei raised her hands, blankly feeling the embrace of her mother.

That feeling is very strange.

After all, a few days ago, the relationship between the two was not hostile, but also not friendly.

Who could have thought that a few days later, they would become the closest people in the world.

She was born from her womb, with her mother's blood flowing in her body, and should have grown up in luxury.

However, fate played a joke on her.

When she needed shelter the most, she had no one to turn to.

We can only endure the baptism of storms and rains with tenacious perseverance like wild grass, and endure, hold on, and wade through the long night of life alone.

I have witnessed the darkness of this world early on, realized how difficult it is to survive, and become accustomed to the arrogance and contempt of the rich towards the poor.

She never experienced the wealth and glory that should have belonged to her.

Xue Shaoyang knew all this.

How can she make up for the suffering her daughter, whom she gave birth to after ten months of hard work, has endured in the years that have passed?

Whenever she thought of this, she felt heart-wrenching pain and regret...

Bai Xiaowei's hand finally fell, and she gently patted Xue Shaoyang on the back: "Sit down and talk, everyone is looking at us."

Xue Shaoyang was not willing to let go at all.

After thirty years of suffering, who can easily let go of a treasure that was suddenly found?

However, since her daughter had spoken, she had no choice but to agree no matter how reluctant she was.

She didn't want to upset her daughter.

After all, her first meeting with her daughter was not a pleasant one.

Not to mention, before this, she had ordered people to kill her daughter many times.

Her memory was riddled with holes, and the mistakes she had made were irreparable, so all she could do was forgive.

Only after the sin is forgiven can we talk about making amends.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not recognizing you."

Xue Shaoyang lowered his head, not daring to look Bai Xiaowei in the eye.

She was afraid of seeing disgust and disdain in her daughter's eyes.

Even the slightest bit would cause her to collapse!

But then Bai Xiaowei's voice rang out, and she seemed to be smiling: "The hair I just plucked hasn't been sent for identification yet, and you already believe that I'm your daughter?"

Xue Shaoyang raised his eyes and met a pair of beautiful eyes.

Those eyes were clear, bright, clean and firm.

Xue Shaoyang's eyes felt hot again. This was her daughter. Even though she grew up in the mud, she was not stained by any filth.

Dazzlingly beautiful and outstanding in style.

"I believe you," Xue Shaoyang said bitterly, "Mom has done too many wrong things and has caused you a lot of harm. If I don't believe you anymore, I won't even have a chance to forgive my sins."

Seeing that she had regained her composure, Bai Xiaowei suppressed her smile and went straight to the point: "What's going on between you and Yan Chenzhou?"

Xue Shaoyang's emotions had just calmed down a little, but when he heard Bai Xiaowei's question, the strings in his head instantly tightened.

She looked at Bai Xiaowei anxiously: "Back then, it was my mother's fault. I will forgive you..."

Bai Xiaowei waved her hand: "I don't want to hear this. Please listen to my question carefully before answering, okay?"

The color drained away from Xue Shaoyang's face.

She was never afraid to show her cruelty and brutality to others, but when facing her daughter, she did not dare to reveal to her the private things she had done.

Everyone in this world could be afraid of her and hate her, except her daughter.

Seeing her worried look, Bai Xiaowei emphasized: "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

"I can check it myself, or I can ask Madam Gu and Gu Taihe."

"If you don't mind me asking other people to tell me about my mother, what kind of person she is and what she has done."

"That's all for today. I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, she stood up, took the coat hanging on the chair, and was about to leave.

"Don't--"

Xue Shaoyang then stood up and looked at Bai Xiaowei helplessly, looking anxious and helpless.

"?...No, Xiaowei, don't leave!"

She walked quickly to Bai Xiaowei and blocked her way out: "I'll tell you, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you, don't leave..."

The pupils, which showed no signs of aging, were still clear, but gradually began to show tears.

Seeing the pleading in her eyes, Bai Xiaowei's heart softened.

However, thinking of the innocent Gu Wenrui and the ruthlessness in Qin Mingxi's letter, she had to force herself to harden her heart.

"Okay, I want to know the life stories of Wenrui and me."

Bai Xiaowei sat back in her seat and looked at Xue Shaoyang quietly.

Xue Shaoyang looked at her and keenly noticed that his daughter's previous gentleness towards her was no longer there.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I tell you, will you deny your mother?"

Bai Xiaowei was stunned, then shook her head.

Xue Shaoyang was overjoyed.

However, just when I was halfway happy, I heard Bai Xiaowei say: "Whether you recognize me or not, it can't change the fact that you are my mother."

Facts cannot be changed, but we can choose to accept them or not.

Xue Shaoyang understood, but did not dare to ask further questions.

She sat down slowly, picked up the coffee and took a sip unconsciously, her mouth full of bitterness.

The sun was shining outside the window, just like that winter day when she met Yan Chenzhou.

"The first time I met Yan Chenzhou was on my 16th birthday. He suddenly came into my life like a gift specially chosen for me by God..."

Xue Shaoyang's eyes gradually became vague, with a sweet smile on his lips, as if he had passed through the yellowed memories and returned to the year when he first fell in love, and met the elegant and graceful young professor in his memory.

That day, Xue Shaoyang was surrounded by the stars and received blessings and gifts from relatives and friends. She enjoyed the fawning and pursuit of young men from aristocratic families. She was like a princess in a castle, standing on the top of the clouds and overlooking all living beings.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, looking down at the tiny world, inadvertently saw a tall and elegant figure.

It wasn't because she had good eyesight, nor was it because the owner of the figure was deliberately seducing her, it was simply because he was too out of place.

Unlike the people around him who were drinking and chatting happily, he stood alone in the corner and did not talk to anyone.

At first, she thought he was just aloof and disliked socializing.

As a favored girl, she doesn't think highly of such people.

But her cousin who was just a freshman in college came up to her and begged her for help in making an introduction.

She sneered, he was just a poor teacher, why was he so arrogant?

Seeing her disdain, my cousin did not give up. She shyly told her the legend about Professor Yan and even took out her mobile phone to show her Professor Yan's style when he was teaching.

Professor Yan in the video is different from the cold and taciturn person at the banquet. He has clear eyes, a magnetic and soft voice, and exudes confidence.

This self-confidence is not the flashy bubble accumulated by money and power, but comes from the profound knowledge of poetry and literature.

Although he is so young, he looks like a scholar who walked out of an ancient poem. The humility and elegance engraved in his bones make people feel like spring breeze even through the screen.

Even after more than 30 years, Xue Shaoyang still remembers clearly that Yan Chenzhou in the video was explaining "Chu Ci" to his students.

——People have their own pleasures in life, but I only like to cultivate myself as a habit.

Every word that came out of his mouth seemed to be given fresh life.

The ancient texts have become an emotional bond, tightly grasping the hearts of everyone who listens.

Then, the knowledge suddenly penetrated into her mind.