The legitimate daughter of the marquis, Lin Ran, who had just experienced the loss of her mother and the only relative in her maternal family, was plotted against by her father and stepmother, but ...
Finally, her hard work paid off and she finally got what she had been waiting for.
I saw a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, wearing a Zhongshan suit, with his hair parted in the middle, and wearing leather shoes, walking up the stairs with a clatter.
At first, Lin Meng was afraid of recognizing the wrong person, so she didn't move.
It wasn't until she saw the middle-aged man heading straight to the beautiful woman's house that Lin Meng finally confirmed it.
She quickly stepped forward to stop the man and told him the story of Zheng Sanya again with an earnest look on her face.
Seeing that the other party was becoming more and more impatient, Lin Meng gritted his teeth and had to increase the weight.
"As the Deputy Director of the Revolutionary Committee, you certainly wouldn't want your own bloodline to be lost outside, right? Furthermore, your current daughter isn't your biological daughter. Are you sure you can raise her well?"
Sure enough, these words immediately stopped Jia Yongchang from raising his foot.
He hadn't taken Lin Meng seriously at first, but he didn't expect that Lin Meng actually knew him, which made him think more.
He finally turned to look at Lin Meng, his eyes fierce and he asked in a cold voice:
"Didn't you say you were from the countryside? Then how did you know my identity?"
The overwhelming momentum frightened Lin Meng so much that she took a step back unconsciously.
Having read the novel, she knew clearly how ruthless the methods of this man who had no background but was able to climb to the position of deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee must be.
She swallowed, desperately suppressing her fear, trying to remain calm, and tried her best to look the other person in the eye and explain:
"I actually didn't know your identity at first. I just happened to run into your aunt once when I came to the county town before, and I found that she looked very similar to my neighbor's little sister. At first, I didn't pay much attention to it."
"Then I heard later that this little sister was not her biological child and was abused by her adoptive parents all day long. That's when I started to have doubts."
"Besides, she and I are good sisters. I couldn't bear to see her living such a miserable life, so I wanted to help her."
"Then I asked for your aunt's address on the street. Maybe you and your aunt are celebrities in the county, so I found it out without any hesitation. That's how I learned your identity."