"Ayan, are you going out?"

The aunt saw that she was carrying a bag on her shoulder.

Sheng Yan's expression was indifferent: "A friend's date."

She changed her shoes at the entrance, and when she opened the door and went out, she ran into her father who had returned.

"Ayan, when did you come back?"

"Just now."

After Sheng Yan finished speaking, she went out directly.

Standing in the elevator, I felt sad.

To prevent her tears from falling, she looked up at the floor that was descending.

She was once a beloved daughter of the socialite community, but upon learning she was only her uncle's daughter, her life was completely shaken. Her boyfriend, on the verge of marriage, suddenly broke off the engagement due to her identity.

At that moment, all her past pride was trampled underfoot and ruthlessly crushed.

"Ayan."

I opened the car door and heard someone calling me.

Sheng Yan turned her head, and the emotion on her face immediately disappeared, replaced by a look of surprise: "Mom."

"Call grandma, she told you to come back here."

The person who came was Sheng's ex-wife, whom his father insisted on divorcing, and his mother, Liu Lin, who had raised her for more than 20 years.

As she spoke, she handed the bag she was carrying to Sheng Yan, "Your uncle asked a friend to bring back some frozen fish from Dongguo. You liked eating it before, so I thought of sending some to you."

"mom……"

The pain that Sheng Yan had been suppressing could no longer be contained at this moment.

He choked and gently hugged Liu Lin's neck to prevent her from seeing him cry.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Feeling her grievance, Liu Lin also panicked.