Her mouth was pursed tightly, her hands were half-clenched into fists, and she said coldly: "Don't worry, I'm not your child, definitely not!" ”

She turned around and was about to walk out, and after taking two steps, she stopped and took the small jewelry box from her bag.

The jewelry box contained the delicate brooch she bought for Xiang Yunhua, which cost her three hundred yuan!

She turned around and walked to the table, put the jewelry box on the table, looked at Yunhua and said coldly, "This is my birthday gift for you." ”

Then she glanced at Yuan Hao, who had a dull expression, and said to Xiang Yunhua again: "Grandma Yuan, I think I probably don't have the blessing to be your godgranddaughter." So, it's better not to contact us in the future! ”

After she said this, she resolutely turned around and trotted out of the flower room.

She trotted all the way, ran out of the flower house, and ran out of the Yuan family's villa.

She ran and ran, and ran, sweating and panting. Finally, under the starry night sky, she lay down on a meadow.

She didn't bother to think about where it was, because her heart was full of pain that had nowhere to vent.

She lay there straight, her face facing the sky, cold tears streaming down the corners of her eyes to her temples.

Oh, how ridiculous!

She had imagined countless times what her dad would be.

Vulgar peasants, mediocre workers, and even bad guys in mixed society. But she never imagined that her father was such a well-dressed rich man.

Yes, her dad, she never suspected that person was her dad again.

However, he wondered if she was his daughter!

He could abandon her and her mother, but how could he question her mother's innocence like that!

She remembered that Wen Xuan had told her that Yuan Hao had inquired about her situation in great detail. She believed that he must have known her birthday.

In such a situation, he still has to question!

He doesn't deserve to be her father! He is even less worthy of his mother's love!

Thinking of the gentle and weak mother in her impression, He Mengjie's tears flowed out like a torrent bursting the embankment.

She sobbed softly, clenching her fist tightly with her teeth, and only by feeling this real pain could she not allow herself to be immersed in the frenzied nostalgia for her mother.

Mom! It's not worth it for you to commit suicide for him!

She screamed loudly in her heart, she almost screamed!

He Mengjie was immersed in her heartache, and she didn't care about the situation around her at all.

At this time, a man and a woman were walking on the path holding hands, they whispered touching love words, and slowly approached He Mengjie.

Then, the woman suddenly exclaimed.

He Mengjie heard her exclamation, but she still lay there and didn't move.

She felt so tired that she didn't have the strength to move anymore.

Then, she felt a soft and gentle hand suddenly touch her forehead, followed by a gentle and crisp voice: "Hao Hao, she's fine!" ”

In He Mengjie's eyes, a flawless and beautiful face was reflected, with a gentle smile on her face, and her voice was like a gentle spring breeze.

For some reason, she felt that this woman was like an angel......

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" The gentle voice of the "angel" sounded again, very close to her ears, and then her hand was forced, and He Mengjie finally sat up slowly with her help.