Chapter 126 Yiyi, You Are a Treasure, Not a Mistake

Yan Weiyang's eyes were filled with anger as he said to Shen Anyu, "I've been telling you for years that Yan Zixi was wronged, but you didn't believe me. You made her lose confidence and hope in life. You've driven her crazy! Do you still want to drive Yan Zixi crazy?!"

Yiyi trembled with fear.

She couldn't stand seeing adults quarreling, so she stood on tiptoe and wanted to wipe Weiyang's tears: "Auntie, don't cry, it's all my fault, I'm sorry!"

Yan Weiyang frowned upon hearing this and quickly hugged her in his arms: "You are not wrong, they are wrong. It doesn't matter who your father is. Auntie cares more about your mother."

"What's more..." Yan Weiyang glanced at Chen Anyu indifferently: "You can change men at will, but you only have one sister."

Shen An's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had been hit on the head, and he froze in place.

Men...just change them?

Yan Weiyang held Yiyi in his arms, got up and left, found the car he had asked the driver to park there early, and got in.

Shen Anyu suddenly came to his senses and followed her: "Weiyang!!"

Yiyi sat in the child seat, twisting her fingers anxiously. "I'm sorry, Auntie. Yiyi didn't mean to hide this from you. My uncle and brothers are worried about your health. Can you please not be angry? Send me back to the orphanage and just pretend I never existed."

Yan Weiyang looked at her through the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with heartache: "Yiyi, you are so outstanding, how can I pretend that you never existed? I should take good care of you, right?"

Yiyi was stunned.

Wei Yang smiled at her: "Auntie wants to go to your house now, can you take her there?"

She came back to her senses and nodded: "My keys are always hanging around my neck."

She often has to buy things for her mother, so she always has a spare key.

After my mother passed away, the key became her necklace.

She didn't dare leave it for a moment.

Yan Weiyang simply ignored Chen Anyu who was knocking on the car window outside and drove to the old residential building.

Yiyi took her to the top floor and stood on tiptoe to open the door skillfully: "Auntie, please come in!"

The air was filled with the smell of raw alcohol.

Yan Weiyang frowned, walked into the room and looked around.

The whole room was messy.

Yiyi led her to the bedroom like a little tour guide. "This is Mom's room. Mom doesn't like me to sleep on the bed. She says I'm dirty, so I always sleep on the sofa."

Wei Yang looked at her in surprise, with mixed feelings in her heart, and walked to Yan Zixi's dressing table.

The table was filled with cheap and unknown cosmetics.

Her nose felt sore, and she suddenly remembered what Yan Zixi had said to her before -

"Sis, dressing up will only affect the speed of my punches. You're the only one in our family who's beautiful. I'll be the little lady in charge of physical attacks!"

She blinked, trying not to cry, and began rummaging through her belongings, quickly finding a Chanel shopping bag.

The quality is extremely poor, not authentic.

But the other party seemed to have chosen this packaging specifically for the sake of appearance.

She pulled out a white scarf.

The stitching is not very good, it is obvious that it was knitted by oneself, and it also shows the owner's clumsiness.

There was a note inside, with an extremely elegant handwriting saying -

Happy 35th birthday, sis.

35 years old.

Yan Zixi was still in prison at that time.

She sewed this in prison.

Yan Weiyang felt a lump in his throat and suddenly wanted to cry, but he forced himself to cry and found a photo in the drawer.

This is a photo of her and Yan Zixi taken when they were on the cheerleading team.

Yan Zixi is the captain of the cheerleading team and is very popular. For her, difficult movements are as easy as eating.

She went there specifically to celebrate for her, so she took this photo.

A full-length photo of Zhang Yanlai was abruptly placed between the two girls who looked somewhat similar, disguising it as a photo of three people.

She looked back.

[This child is very beautiful, and her temperament and hobbies are just like yours, sister.]

Her hands trembled and she turned to look at Yiyi.

Yiyi looked at her fearfully, like an abandoned puppy: "Auntie, you don't want Yiyi anymore, right? Yiyi is a mistake, a bastard, right?"

Wei Yang sobbed silently and waved at her: "Come here."

Yiyi looked worried and walked up to her, but she hugged him in her arms.

Yan Weiyang's voice was gentle, yet full of energy: "Yiyi is never a mistake, let alone a bad offspring, so don't worry, your aunt will never abandon you, ever. But your mother treats you badly only because she's sick, so don't blame her, okay?"

Yiyi felt her nose sore and felt that her aunt's voice reached her heart. An invisible power surged in her heart and she nodded heavily.

"I never blame my mother."

Yan Weiyang nodded while crying, "Good boy, I will give you everything your mother wants to give you. From now on, you must call me mother in private and in public. You are my child, understand?"

She nodded with tears in her eyes: "Mom..."

Yan Weiyang almost burst into tears, but she held back her tears firmly, picked her up and left.

They came to an open area.

Yiyi didn't know where this was. She only saw many people here with red eyes, and many of them were wearing white clothes.

She held Yan Weiyang's hand and walked into a house.

Yan Weiyang's voice was trembling: "Hello, I want to see Yan Zixi."

The staff member was stunned: "Ah? Are you here to look for someone or a body?"

Wei Yang froze in place for a moment, the voice seemed to be squeezed out from her throat: "The body."

The staff member checked and frowned: "Why did you take so long to get the body? We owe you a lot of money. You'll have to pay it back later."

Yiyi didn't understand.

But she felt cold sweat oozing from Weiyang's mother's palms.

She followed the staff into a cold room.

The other person opened the drawer and took out a long strip of black cloth.

When the black cloth was removed, a person was lying inside.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Mom?"

Yan Zixi lay there quietly, with a layer of frost on his brows and eyes.

Yiyi ran over in disbelief, stretched out her little hand, and gently touched Yan Zixi's eyebrows.

The fingertips were cold and the frost instantly disappeared.

She was a little confused and looked at Yan Weiyang.

Yan Weiyang put on the white scarf stiffly and grinned: "Zixi, do I look good?"

The staff was stunned.

She didn't understand: "Mom..."

Yan Weiyang seemed to have lost her soul. She walked to Yan Zixi's side. Even though she was crying, she still had a big smile on her face. She said patiently, "Look, this scarf suits me so well. I received your birthday present, Zixi. I finally get to see you, Zixi. I missed you so much!"

Yan Zixi lay there quietly without answering.

The more she spoke, the more sorrowful she became. Suddenly, she burst into tears like a child, crying so hard that it was dark all over the place, calling out to Zixi again and again.

Yiyi stood by with tears in her eyes, watching her mother no longer able to respond to her.

She understood.

Mom is really dead.

In fact, she had a vague feeling from the beginning, but she didn't want to believe it.

It turns out that Mom did not become the Queen of Magic Fairy Castle.

She left her completely.