Chapter 147: Mother's Portrait

"All along, Daddy and Mommy are very in love, Mommy has always wanted to have another boy for Daddy, although she still insists on not removing the uterus knowing that the uterus is diseased, because once the removal she will never have the opportunity to conceive a new little life for Daddy, her insistence made her miss the best time for treatment, and she died of serious illness!" The tears that had been stored in Meng Xuan's eyes for a long time finally slipped down and fell onto the smooth handle of the violin.

"Mengxuan, don't be too sad, your mommy knows that she doesn't like to see you cry for her!"

"Why? Owen, why can't people who love each other so much grow old? Meng Xuan sadly leaned on Jiang Feng's shoulder, "Since Mommy passed away, Daddy is like ten years older in a short period of time, and he has become silent since then, although he still maintains a gentlemanly demeanor in front of people, but I know that his heart is actually very bitter, for so many years, although there are many women with good conditions, but he still chooses to rely on me, me and my daddy are each other's only relatives in this world!" ”

"Mengxuan!" He hugged her lightly, "You and me, I am also your relative, you are not only your daddy's relative in this world." ”

"Owen, I'm glad to hear you say that!" Meng Xuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "Let's go!" I'll show you something! ”

"What's that?"

"Portrait of my mother!" Meng Xuan pressed the button next to a row of bookshelves, the bookshelves slowly opened, it turned out that there was a dark room behind the bookshelves, there was nothing except a chair and a small round table, Meng Xuan pressed the light switch, and a huge oil painting on the opposite wall immediately fell into Jiang Feng's eyes.

It was a woman of about twenty-seven, eighteen to thirty-thirty. She was dressed in a snow-white dress, and sat gracefully on the grass of the forest, with some unnamed flowers at her bare snow-white and delicate feet, her long jet-black hair was scattered like a waterfall on her white and delicate shoulders, her eyebrows were as green as a picture, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she picked up a branch of tender green grass with a white and slender finger, the stem of the grass was contained in the corners of her rosy lips, her black eyes looked hazy into the distance, and the green forest behind her made her look like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Isn't my mommy beautiful?"

"Yes, she is beautiful and young!"

"My mommy is a beauty, she is not only beautiful but also beautiful, this is when she was thirty years old, Daddy specially found an oil painter to paint for her in the forest, Daddy is ten years older than my Mommy, he often spoils Mommy like a child, Mommy gave birth to me when she was twenty-two years old, don't look at the Mommy on the painting like a girl who doesn't know the world and doesn't understand anything, in fact, I was eight years old at that time, Owen, am I not beautiful compared to my Mommy?"

"How do you say that about yourself?"

"Because my mommy is so young, she has a man who loves her and I don't!"

"Mengxuan, do you think I don't love you enough?"

"I also wish you could love me forever as my dad loves my mommy! But, can you do it? ”

"I know that I didn't do well before, but from today on, I must be the best boyfriend, take good care of you and care for you!"

"Owen, if I can get your true heart in this life, even if it is very short, I will be blind even if I die!"