This dream made Wen Yan feel very uncomfortable!
So much so that when she woke up, her heart was pounding and she broke out in a cold sweat.
When she took out her phone, she realized it was only a little past 6 a.m., and it was still dark outside.
However, she was no longer sleepy.
After transmigrating, instead of cleaning up the mess left by the original owner, she was busy with other things and overlooked something very important.
That is, she still doesn't know how the original Wen Yan died.
But even after racking her brains, she couldn't find a single clue in the original owner's memories.
It's like she appeared in a flash.
Actually, she was quite wronged. She had only read a novel, and nothing unexpected happened, yet her soul came to her.
However, she did not know where the original owner's soul had gone.
Thinking of this, Wen Yan felt that she and the original owner of the body not only shared the same name, but also suffered from the same illness.
She got out of bed, her heart filled with mixed emotions, and carefully wiped down everything the original owner had left in the room.
She had previously put away some of the decorations that she didn't like, but now she decided to take them out and display them in a prominent place to properly commemorate the original owner.
When Shen Yuan returned from the company that evening, Wen Yan took the initiative to knock on the door of Shen Yuan's study.
"Dad, I brought you some ginseng tea."
"Put it on my desk." Shen Yuan rarely smiled and always looked very serious, but his tone was gentle when speaking to Wen Yan.
"Did you come to see me because you need something?"
Wen Yan chuckled, "You really can't hide anything from your dad."
"Then sit down, don't stand."
Wen Yan nodded, then said, "Dad, it's like this, I suddenly want to know about my background. In my memory, I seemed to have always relied on my grandmother when I was a child, but she later became very ill, so I was sent to an orphanage."
“I think I asked my grandma before who my mom and dad were, but she always brushed me off. When I was little, I didn’t understand, and I actually hated my biological parents because other kids had moms and dads, but they weren’t around.
"I want to know who they are. I don't know what the information was written in the records when you picked me up from the orphanage. Could you tell me?"
Shen Yuan was somewhat surprised by Wen Yan's request.
When they brought her back, she never mentioned her family of origin. She didn't even dare to talk about her maternal grandmother, because she would burst into tears if she did.
As she grew older, she became even less inclined to mention the past.
Thinking of all this, Shen Yuan raised his hand and closed his laptop, his tone somewhat worried:
"Yan Yan, were you provoked by that liar's crazy talk when you met her yesterday? The hurtful things she said yesterday were actually out of revenge. She felt she was punished unfairly, so she wanted us to suffer with her. You need to understand one thing: her words are not credible."
"Yes, I know, Dad! She can't stir up any trouble or control anything. I'm just suddenly a little curious."
She just suddenly wanted to know more about the original Wen Yan.
Whether it's for a better life in this world in the future or to put an end to the past, she wants to understand that past.
Seeing that Wen Yan's expression didn't seem impulsive, Shen Yuan nodded.
"Okay, I did look at your information before deciding to consider you, and after meeting you, I decided to bring you home. Wait a moment while I look for you."
"Okay! Thank you, Dad."
Because the documents were from a long time ago, Shen Yuan searched for quite a while before finally finding a file folder at the very back of the bookshelf.
The file folder was already showing signs of fading and wear.
Wen Yan carefully untied the rope sealing the package and took out the documents inside.
It was a rather thick file folder, but inside there was only a thin sheet of paper and a photo of her as a baby.
The father's name is listed as 'unknown'.
The mother's name was written as 'gentle', along with a past she was unaware of.
According to records, Wen Yan's mother died in a car accident when Wen Yan was only two and a half years old. When the accident happened, her mother shielded Wen Yan with her body, which saved Wen Yan's life.
Although it consists of only a few short sentences, it tells the story of a mother's life.
Wen Yan was deeply moved after reading it.
"So Mom's name is Wenrou (Gentle), what a gentle name. By the way, Dad, are there only pictures of me when I was little here? No pictures of my mom and grandma?"
Shen Yuan shook his head: "No. If it weren't for a last resort, your grandmother wouldn't have sent you to the orphanage. She later developed some dementia and also had a very serious kidney disease. I heard that the rented room you used to live in was very messy, with basically nothing of value. The only thing was this photo of you as a baby, which your grandmother kept wrapped in a plastic bag. It wasn't damp or moldy; it was well preserved."
Although it wasn't her own experience, Wen Yan felt a little sad just listening to it.
"What about my dad? Does he really not know who this person is?"
“I don’t know. Your biological mother…” Shen Yuan paused for a moment before continuing, “was pregnant out of wedlock. I heard that your maternal grandmother strongly opposed her insisting on giving birth to you, but in the end, she couldn’t persuade your mother otherwise.”
"This is generally irresponsible, and that's what I've heard. But since I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can't be sure. Maybe your biological father had his reasons."
Wen Yan remained silent for a few seconds.
"If he had a reason, he should have come looking for me after all these years. Just like you were looking for Zhirou, it never stopped. The orphanage has always been there, and the Shen family has always been there. If he really wanted to find me, I think it wouldn't be difficult. But all these years, it seems like I've never heard of anyone looking for me."
"Yan Yan, you will always be a child of the Shen family." Shen Yuan wasn't good at comforting people, but this was his promise to Wen Yan.
"Thank you, Dad."
As Wen Yan tidied up the documents, she silently said to the original Wen Yan in her heart, '
Look, look, stop crying about your background. No matter what kind of scumbag father you have, you were born of a mother. Just acknowledge your mother, that's all. What's so shameful about it? Mothers are so great; we were loved when we had a mother.
Although the original Wen Yan might not be able to hear it, Wen Yan hopes that she can know that her original family was not bad at all!
She was also a little princess loved and cherished by her mother and grandmother!
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