Chapter 315 She is my niece

"Yes, I wanted to wait until tomorrow to tell you. I plan to go to City B in two days to see my mother."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes were red and she choked up, "Yuanhong, I'm sorry, I hid something from you. I come from a poor family and I'm afraid I'm not worthy of you..."

Chen Yuanhong stopped his wife from continuing, "Ashan, these are not important. We have been married for so many years. I know your character very well. If you were not forced to do so, you would not deliberately conceal your true identity."

Chen Yuanhong undoubtedly truly loves his wife.

If it was before they got married and he knew that Tang Shan was hiding something from him, perhaps he would have hesitated.

Now that they have been married for so many years and Chen Yue is almost 15 years old, there is no point in pursuing the past.

Besides, it might not be a bad thing for the Chen family if the girl recognized his wife.

It would be even better if I could really use this opportunity to establish a relationship with Mo Shaochen.

Mrs. Chen never expected that even though she had concealed her life story for more than ten years, her husband would easily accept and forgive her.

She was moved and guilty. She covered her mouth and cried in her husband's arms.

Chen Yuanhong hugged her and patted her to comfort her.

Only after his wife had cried enough did he continue to ask about Tang Qi.

Mrs. Chen sat up from her husband's arms, her eyes red. She really wanted to tell him Tang Qi's identity, but facing her husband's loving eyes, she didn't dare to take the risk.

She was reluctant to lose her identity as Mrs. Chen and lose Chen Yuanhong's love.

She won't survive.

"She, she is my sister's daughter."

As if she was hypnotizing herself, Mrs. Chen made up her mind, "I have an older sister who died in a car accident many years ago. She is my sister's daughter, so she looks a lot like me."

Mrs. Chen did have an older sister named Tang Xin, who was four years older than her. She died in a car accident 20 years ago when she was only 14 years old.

"So that's how it is. When are you going back to City B? Do you want me to accompany you?" Chen Yuanhong asked.

Mrs. Chen quickly shook her head. "No, your company is busy. City B is so far away, and it will take at least two or three days to go back and forth. I'll go back first and then we can go together when I'm free."

Chen Yuanhong lovingly tucked the hair around his wife's ears and said softly, "Okay, I'll accompany you to visit the old man next time when I'm free. By the way, is your niece in the capital? Invite her to visit our home when you're free, so she can get to know him."

Mrs. Chen hesitated for a moment, "I'll call her and ask."

After saying this, he suddenly remembered that Tang Qi did not leave any contact information, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The daughter really didn't want to recognize her and didn't even leave her a phone number.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chen fell into her husband's arms and burst into tears.

Tang Qi returned to the hotel. When she was about to get off the car, Mo Shaochen suddenly grabbed her and put the cooling and swelling-reducing plaster that Xu Xing had brought over in her hand.

"No."

Mo Shaochen looked at her with a smile, "You will need it in the future."

Tang Qi: ...

He threw the plaster back into the car, turned around and quickly walked into the hotel.

A low, happy laugh came from the car.

After taking a shower and changing into comfortable and loose pajamas, Tang Qi felt like she was alive again and nestled comfortably on the sofa.

Wearing high heels is more tiring than she imagined. In order to maintain balance, she has to tighten her abdomen and take a deep breath with every step, keep her back straight, and not walk too fast or too big.

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Torturing.

I closed my eyes and suddenly thought of the kiss she initiated.

The man's lips were warm and softer than she had imagined. The feeling of active and passive kisses were very different.

The kiss that followed, while she was pressed against the car door, was much more overbearing and powerful. She felt like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Heat slowly rose in my cheeks.

She stopped thinking about it and got up to wash her face with cold water in the bathroom. Then the cell phone on the coffee table rang.

She ignored it, thinking it was Mo Shaochen calling.

After the ringing stopped, it soon rang again, with a certain urgency and stubbornness.

Mo Shaochen would not call her again in a short period of time.

She picked up the towel to dry her face and hands, walked to the living room and picked up her cell phone. It was Zhou Xiuzhi.

The anxiety in her heart disappeared instantly, and she curled her lips and answered the phone.

(End of this chapter)