After a Flash Marriage, the Fake Daughter Gently Tames the Richest Boss

Shen Yuan lived for over twenty years before realizing she was actually a fake daughter.

Her family was biased, her boyfriend was stolen, and her biological parents were nowhere to be found. ...

Chapter 792: Disheartened

"Don't you know what you've done? How dare you come to me? You're notorious now, and you still come to me? Aren't you afraid of affecting my life?"

Sun Lihong sobbed softly, "I'm sorry..."

"Your apology is of no use?" the mother said angrily, "Even if I had a dog, it would be more obedient than you! You jinx!"

She covered her burning and painful cheek and choked out, "I'm sorry..."

"Get out! Get out of here! From now on, you are not allowed to set foot in my house again!"

The neighbors heard the noise and ran out to check, and gradually more and more onlookers appeared.

Sun Lihong knelt down in front of her mother, tears streaming down her face. "Mom! You are my biological mother! I really have no other choice now. Please help me! I really have nowhere else to go..."

The old lady looked away in disgust and snorted, "Aren't you very powerful? Do you think I didn't see the news? How could I have given birth to a daughter like you? I think you wouldn't be in vain even if you died out there!"

Sun Lihong shook her head and said, "Mom, it's not what you think... I just..."

"That's enough! I'm not interested in hearing your explanation. Anyway, from today on, you have nothing to do with me!"

"I beg you!" Sun Lihong knelt down a few steps, grabbed the old lady's legs and begged, "Mom, I beg you... I really have nowhere else to go!"

The old lady fiercely shook her hand off and said coldly, "Go away! From now on, we, mother and daughter, will go our separate ways!"

Sun Lihong cried desperately: "No..."

The old lady kicked her down and cursed her viciously, "You unlucky person! I don't want a daughter as shameful as you! Get out of here now! Otherwise, I'll call the police to arrest you!"

Sun Lihong hugged the old lady's legs tightly and cried, "Mom... please save me. If you don't agree, I will kneel here forever..."

"You unfilial daughter, are you really trying to force me to death?" The old lady picked up her phone and pretended to dial. Sun Lihong quickly hugged the old lady's thighs and cried, "Mom..."

"Let go!" The old lady couldn't struggle, so she reached out to push her. Sun Lihong was pushed and fell to the ground.

When the neighbors saw the farce, they couldn't help but accuse the old lady of being unkind, but there were also kind-hearted people who advised her to relax. After all, Sun Lihong was her only relative, and blood was thicker than water. She would definitely compromise no matter what.

Seeing this, Sun Lihong took the opportunity to say, "Mom, why don't you lend me some money first, so I can get through this period of time."

"What did you say? You unfilial daughter! Are you still trying to drag me down with you?"

Sun Lihong quickly grabbed her thigh again: "I just want you to lend me some money. I will pay you back when I make money..."

"You can still make money now? I tell you, it's impossible!" The old lady sneered and said, "I'll count to three. If you don't get out of here, I'll call the police and have you thrown in jail! One, two..."

Sun Lihong gritted her teeth and let go of her hand.

Seeing that she finally let go, the old lady turned and went into the house, slamming the door.

"Bang!" The old lady slammed the door mercilessly. Sun Lihong fell at the door with tears in the corners of her eyes.

She could not hear clearly what people around her were saying and pointing at her.

At this moment, she was completely disheartened.

She came to the Yangtze River Bridge.

Standing alone by the guardrail, her sight was lost in the rolling river below.

Her eyes were deep and melancholy, just like the rolling river below, flowing with endless sorrow and determination.

Her figure swayed in the slightly chilly river breeze, as if merging with the sound of the Yangtze River's flow. She stood there quietly, as if time had quietly stopped beside her. Her eyes were filled with deep thoughts, as deep as the river itself. Perhaps her heart was just like the Yangtze River, vast and unpredictable.

Her hair was gently blown by the river breeze, and tears glistened in her eyes. She stared quietly at the river below. The river flowing eastward was like her sorrow, irreversible.

Looking at the flowing river, I suddenly felt depressed.

Looking at the city in the distance, I wondered what I should do.

She didn't know what to do. She was now helpless and standing here alone, unable to do anything except cry.

She used to be such a proud and beautiful girl, but now she looks so miserable.

"What should I do..." she muttered to herself, "Should I die on the street?"

She suddenly felt like a stone or a leaf immersed in the ocean, drifting with the waves, sinking and sinking...

The wind blew the hair on her forehead, and she suddenly felt very lonely.

She couldn't believe what her future would be like.

Her world was dark.

There had been only the gentle breeze on the road, when suddenly a deep, resounding roar echoed from afar. Like the growl of a wild animal, it was filled with power and majesty. It shattered the surrounding silence, drawing attention.

The sound grew closer and clearer, like a galloping wild horse, galloping down the road. Passersby stopped and looked curiously in the direction of the sound.

A luxury car appeared at the end of my sight. It was a deep black sports car, elegant and mysterious. Its body was smooth and full, like a black pearl from the deep sea, emitting a charming luster. The wheels rushed across the road, seeming to stain the road with a black shadow.

Under the cover of night, a black luxury car is like an elegant and noble black panther, quietly parked in the moonlight. Its existence is like a unique landscape that makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

The car's body is fluid and full, each line a masterpiece of artistry, showcasing its exquisite craftsmanship and unique style. Its paint is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding light and shadows like a deep black lake, captivating the senses.

The car windows were closed, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

Its tires are wide and thick, like four sleeping black beasts, ready to rise up at the moment of dawn and show amazing power and speed.

The car door slowly opened, and the first thing that caught my eye was a foot wearing black leather shoes. The foot was firmly planted on the ground, as if fully interpreting the calmness and grandeur of the entire car.

Then, a man in a dark suit got out of the car.

His suit was perfectly tailored, outlining his muscular figure perfectly, and the slightly open collar of the suit revealed the elegant lines of his neck. His shoulders were broad, his arms hung naturally, and every movement seemed calm and powerful.