She could tell Meng Anyao openly that she was her real mother.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan could no longer suppress her inner excitement.

She couldn't help but look up and for the first time, she looked at Meng Anyao openly.

Looking at her holding her head high with dignity, like a rich lady, I felt even more proud.

As expected of her daughter, Jiang Hongyan knew that Meng Anyao would never let her down and was a promising person.

She knew nothing about the criticism and education Meng Anyao had just received, and she still thought that her daughter was very promising and doing very well in the army.

She then decided that the time had come for her to hold herself high.

So what if I can’t compare to Su Jieyu, so what if Su Jieyu is a famous artist.

As long as he had his daughter Meng Anyao, he could openly step on Su Jieyu's head and humiliate her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan could no longer suppress the pride and excitement in her heart.

Without waiting for Meng Anyao to respond, she strode over, tightly grasped Meng Anyao's shoulders, and said to her in an almost fanatical tone:

"An Yao, I have something very important to tell you. It's related to your life experience."

"Over the years, I don't believe you've never wondered why you don't look like Su Jieyu at all. Believe me, you will be very interested in what I'm going to say next."

Meng Anyao didn't know what this old lady was going to say, but she suddenly felt like vomiting. This feeling of being nauseated was even stronger than when she was facing Jian Anrong just now.

I don’t know if it’s because of nervousness or because I have a bad feeling in my heart, but it’s definitely not a good thing.

Meng Anyao even had a vague feeling that if Jiang Hongyan really said what was going to happen next, some things would be completely irreversible.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a great panic in her heart.

With a strong desire to survive, Meng Anyao could no longer care about Jiang Hongyan's feelings. She pushed her away fiercely and cursed:

"I don't understand what you are saying. Stop spreading rumors here."

"What do you, a poor, unsophisticated old lady, know about my origins? I am the child of my parents, so what else can my origins be?"

Jiang Hongyan never expected Meng Anyao to treat her like this. She was caught off guard and was pushed, causing her to stagger and almost fall on her butt.

She was so scared that she couldn't help but scream. When she turned around and saw Meng Anyao's indifferent look, she felt as if her heart was pricked by a needle and it hurt badly.

I have worked so hard and done so much for her, how could Meng Anyao treat her like this?

Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan couldn't help but feel a little resentful. She glared at Meng Anyao with a look of disappointment and asked harshly:

"How can you talk to me like this, kid? Don't you know everything I have done for you over the years?"

"I treat you as my baby and have made so many sacrifices for you. You should respect me and be grateful to me!"

Meng Anyao held her head and yelled, trying to stop Jiang Hongyan from continuing to speak.

"Shut up, I don't understand what you are saying, stop talking!"

"There is no relationship between you and me. We are just strangers. What you have paid has nothing to do with me!"

Now that the topic has been brought up, there is no way Jiang Hongyan would allow Meng Anyao to continue to escape.

A fierce look flashed in her eyes. She walked forward and grabbed Meng Anyao's wrist heavily, pushed her in, and closed the door with her backhand.

"Keep your voice down. Are you shouting like that to attract the neighbors to come over and watch?"

"This won't have any impact on me, but it will hurt you, An Yao!"

Jiang Hongyan held Meng Anyao's hand tightly, acting as if she was trying to persuade her earnestly.

"Whether you are willing to admit it or not, everything I said is true. An Yao, you are my daughter, a piece of flesh that fell from my body."

"Aren't you curious at all about how you got to Su Jieyu and were mistaken for her child?"

Seeing that she couldn't break free from Jiang Hongyan's restraints, Meng Anyao closed her eyes tightly and showed a gesture of refusing to cooperate.

But Jiang Hongyan could clearly feel that her resistance had become much weaker, and she was obviously very curious about what she had just said.

Jiang Hongyan's expression finally eased a bit, and she recounted everything that happened back then:

"In fact, I have missed you all these years. If possible, Mommy doesn't want to be separated from you, but I really couldn't do it back then."

"I was not married when I got pregnant with you. If people knew that I was pregnant before marriage, both my mother and I would be in danger."

"I really had no other choice, so I decided to turn to Su Jieyu. I gave birth to you secretly without telling anyone, and secretly swapped you with Jiang Xiachu, just to give you a good life and a good future. An Yao, why don't you understand your mother's painstaking efforts at all!"

As she spoke, Jiang Hongyan was so moved that her eyes turned red and her voice became choked with sobs.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know about the past and have no feelings for me, but you can't forget that I risked everyone knowing and chose to save you over Jiang Xiachu, right?"

"I have never stopped paying attention to you over the years. I have tried every means to get Jiang Xiachu closer to you, just to find out more about you."

"An Yao, Mommy really loves you!"

Listening to Jiang Hongyan's narration, Meng Anyao's pupils suddenly dilated, and she instantly recalled the scene where she was almost hit by a car and was pushed away by Jiang Hongyan at the critical moment.

She couldn't help but raise one hand and press it hard against her heart.

I just felt my heart beating faster and faster, and I felt extremely uncomfortable, as if I was about to suffocate.

Seeing that Jiang Hongyan was still chattering on, Meng Anyao's emotions finally broke down completely, and she couldn't control herself and started yelling again.

"Stop talking!"

"Do you think you can gain my trust by making up a few lies? I tell you, I will never believe you. In this life, I will only have Meng Huaizhou and Su Jieyu as my parents!"

After saying that, Meng Anyao didn't wait for Jiang Hongyan to react. She turned around and ran into the house like a madman.

Her mind was completely empty at this moment, and she had completely lost her rationality and ability to think.

At this moment, all she could think about were the memories of the past.

It was not only the assessment of the art troupe that day, but also the repeated setbacks he had suffered in front of Jiang Xiachu over the years.