Chapter 162 It turns out that she is not even Jiang Zhi
The fingertips lost their strength, and two yellowed pages of the diary floated on the table.
An Ning stared blankly at the table, her face calm and expressionless, as if she had lost her soul. Her breathing was light and short, and tears kept flowing down her face.
She felt as if her blood had been drained out and her whole body was cold.
Her tearful eyes were fixed on the words on the paper - abandoned by her biological mother, her life or death uncertain.
Abandoned by her biological mother.
Her biological mother abandoned her.
She is not the biological daughter of the Jiang couple.
She is not her biological daughter.
The accumulated tears fell again, landing on the handwriting and blurring the black words.
An Ning's face turned as pale as paper in an instant, her breathing became rapid, and her body began to tremble constantly.
Who is she?
She is not An Ning, not Jiang Zhi!
Who is she!
Who is she!
She suddenly remembered that day during dinner, her aunt said that her mother brought her back home—not from the hospital! She was picked up!
My aunt said her birthday is March 24th, but the diary entry here says April 6th, fourteen days later!
It matches!
So she was born on March 24th and was picked up by the Jiang family less than fourteen days later?
Tears kept falling uncontrollably, An Ning's heart was blocked and it hurt to breathe.
She quickly picked up her cell phone and made a call.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. The voice was full of joy, "Xiaozhi? Why are you calling your aunt so late? Are you missing her?"
When An Ning heard the word "Aunt", her heart ached.
Her eyes were red and her face was pale, "Auntie..."
When he spoke, his voice was shaking and trembling, and he was choked with sobs and could hardly be heard.
"What's wrong, Xiaozhi?" Jiang Xiaoshan's voice suddenly became serious and full of worry. "Why are you crying? What happened?"
An Ning held the phone tightly, closed her eyes gently, and two lines of hot tears fell.
"Aunt..." Her lips trembled and she spoke with difficulty, "You are not my biological aunt, right?"
After she finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone, as if no one had reacted to her words.
Two seconds later, Jiang Xiaoshan said, "Xiaozhi, what are you talking about? If I'm not your biological aunt, then who is?"
An Ning cried so hard that her whole body trembled. She leaned against the desk and slowly slid down to sit on the ground. "I'm not a child of the Jiang family! I'm not myself—"
Before she even uttered the word "Mom and Dad", her heart suddenly ached.
"I'm not their biological child. I was unwanted by others and was picked up by the Jiang family, right?"
"Who told you?" Jiang Xiaoshan asked nervously, "Xi Yan told you?"
An Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "Xi Yan also knows about this?"
After asking this question, Jiang Xiaoshan knew that it was over and she was in trouble.
It’s not Lu Xiyan who talked about the matter of feelings.
Only then did she realize that Lu Xiyan didn't want Xiaozhi to know about this from the beginning, so how could he suddenly tell her about it?
She slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, I was just guessing, as small as—"
"Aunt," An Ning interrupted her, "I learned this secret from the inheritance archives. My father left me two pages of his diary."
She asked, "So not only do you know about this, but Xiyan also knows about it, right?"
At this point, no matter how many lies Jiang Xiaoshan told, she couldn't cover it up.
She sighed, her voice full of helplessness.
"Yes, I've always known about your background. Xiyan found some clues when he was helping me look for you, so I told him now."
"I was originally thinking about whether to tell you this, but Xiyan wanted us to keep this secret for your sake," Jiang Xiaoshan said. "He said that as long as you don't know, he can keep this secret from you and let you be Jiang Zhi happily for the rest of your life."
"But I didn't expect that this secret was revealed to you by my eldest brother." She sighed deeply, "It really can't be hidden."
She added, "But Xiaozhi, you will always be the Jiang family's Xiaozhi. There is no doubt about that. Your parents really treat you like their own child."
An Ning nodded silently, covering her mouth and sobbing.
She was heartbroken because she knew how good the Jiang couple were to her.
An adopted daughter can be treated as one's own, but her biological mother abandons her.
She was originally immersed in the joy of finding her biological parents, but now the facts before her told her that this joy was a bubble created for her by the Jiang couple, her aunt, and Xiyan.
It broke with a slight poke.
She was never loved by her biological parents.
She is just a poor person who is unwanted by her parents!
She cried for a long time, and Jiang Xiaoshan's heart was broken.
"Xiaozhi, don't think too much. Just remember that you will always be our Jiang family's treasure, our Jiang family's one and only Xiaozhi."
An Ning shook her head. All in all, she had only been in the Jiang family for four or five years, and she had even lost her memory of those four or five years.
When the Jiang couple missed her day and night and even when they were not feeling well, she was not around and never took care of them for a single day.
If she were a biological daughter, she would have a little reason to accept how well the Jiang family treated her.
But where would she find the dignity and status to accept all that the Jiangs had left her?
They had five years of family affection, but it took the couple a lifetime to find her and love her.
An Ning feels unworthy of this, very unworthy!
She bit her fingers so hard that the joints were about to break.
After a long while, he choked up and asked, "Aunt, do you know who my biological mother is?"
"You want to look for her?"
An Ning whispered, "I want to know who she is and why she lost me. Has she looked for me in all these years? I want to know where I came from and where I am from."
After living for twenty-eight years, she was like a rootless duckweed, floating along the current.
It drifted from the ditch to the sea, and from the sea to the river.
I drifted for a while until I got tired.
I have no strength left.
Now I want to know which ditch I drifted out of.
"Okay." Jiang Xiaoshan agreed. "Twenty-eight years ago, when your mother brought you home, she asked your biological mother for her phone number, but she never bothered her in all these years. This is the only contact information she left, but I don't know if I can still get through."
Not long after, Jiang Xiaoshan sent a number.
Looking at the first three characters, it is indeed a number from a long time ago.
An Ning sat by the desk for a long time, until the tears on her face dried and the skin on her face was so tense that it hurt.
She then picked up the phone and was about to call, but suddenly hesitated for a moment and turned off the phone.
She got up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, put on some clothes, and went out.
I went downstairs, found a 24-hour convenience store on the street, borrowed a public phone and dialed the number.
She thought that if the phone number was no longer in service, she would not look for it anymore.
Never look for it again.
"beep--"
The loud call from the cell phone hit her heart hard.
Her eyes suddenly widened.
The phone is still working!
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