Chapter 247 I Can't Abandon Fu Linghe for Them
Yun Zheng's lips trembled and tears welled up in her eyes again.
She opened her arms and threw herself into Cen Lian'an's arms like a lost child.
Cen Lian was knocked back by the sudden movement, but he quickly tightened his arms and held Yun Zheng tightly.
She could feel the warm tears soaking through her pajamas, and Yun Zheng's sobs rang in her ears, carrying unspeakable grievances.
Yun Zheng choked up and said, "They haven't appeared in the past 20 years. Why do they want to show up now and disturb my life?"
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Cen Lian'an's head.
She suddenly understood the source of Yun Zheng's pain. It was not that she couldn't find her relatives, but that she was forgotten by her relatives.
Cen Lian'an held his arms tighter, wishing to pass all the warmth to the person in his arms.
Her eyes became wet again, but she tried hard not to let the tears fall.
"Zheng Zheng, maybe they don't even know you exist." Cen Li'an patted Yun Zheng's back gently, his voice gentle but firm, like a beacon in the dark night. "It's a good thing we've found them now."
"Whatever choice you make, I respect you. If you want to recognize them, I can go with you; if you don't want to recognize them, then we can just pretend they don't exist."
She said it lightly, but her heart felt heavy.
How could this be so easily resolved? The bond of blood was like an invisible chain, it couldn't be broken easily.
Yun Zheng trembled slightly in her arms, and her tears wet a large area of her clothes.
Cen Lian'an stopped talking and just held her quietly, just like he did every time Yun Zheng needed her in the past twenty years.
The moonlight outside the window shone through the gap in the curtains, casting a silver streak on the floor.
Yun Zheng's nails dug deep into the fabric of Cen Lian'an's coat, and her knuckles turned white from the force.
Her tears soaked Cen Lian'an's shoulders, but she bit her lower lip stubbornly and refused to cry out loud.
Cen Lian could feel the person in his arms trembling, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
"An An..." Yun Zheng finally spoke, her voice thick with nasal sounds. "You know what? I don't really care if they forget me. Even if they never thought of looking for me from the beginning to the end, I don't blame them."
She slowly raised her head and looked at the moonlight by the window through tearful eyes.
Only then did Cen Lian realize that besides sadness, there was something deeper hidden in Yun Zheng's eyes.
It was a struggle that was almost desperate.
She vaguely realized that this matter might not be as simple as she thought.
"The Mo family and the Fu family." Yun Zheng's throat rolled over. "There's a feud between them. They can't get along."
Cen Lian'an's expression froze. This was indeed something she had not thought of, and it successfully pushed Yun Zheng into a dilemma.
"Do they know about your relationship with Fu Linghe?" Cen Lian asked cautiously.
She realized that she had asked a very stupid question. At that time, Fu Linghe proposed to her in such a high-profile manner, and all the media rushed to report it. Who in the world didn't know about their relationship?
Yun Zheng nodded slightly, a teardrop falling gracefully as she moved, "I know."
"An An, if they are not from the Mo family, I would be very happy if they found their biological parents."
Yun Zheng's eyes drifted off into the distance, empty and unfocused. "I also have parents and a family. I'm not the person they say has 'something filthy flowing in my body.'"
Yun Zheng's voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into almost a murmur.
Cen Lian felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.
The rumors and the hurt Zhou Yushen caused at that time were like a heavy shackle that trapped Yun Zheng. She was deeply hurt by those rumors.
As an outsider, she was already in great pain. How sad must Yun Zheng, the person involved, be?
There is no such thing as empathy in this world.
She had never experienced the suffering that Yun Zheng had experienced, so she could not understand the pain she was feeling now.
"An An, why is it the Mo family? Why?" Yun Zheng's voice suddenly rose, filled with pain and struggle.
Cen Lian'an's eyes were hot. She gently held her best friend's face and wiped away the hot tears with her thumb.
"Zheng Zheng..." Her voice was soft but firm. "Look at me and listen to me. Whatever you choose is your business. No one can influence your thoughts."
There were still tears hanging on Yun Zheng's eyelashes, reflecting tiny rays of light in the moonlight.
She took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually became clear and firm.
"Between them and Fu Linghe, I will always choose Fu Linghe."
Yun Zheng looked at Cen Lian'an with red eyes, each word ringing with force. "I was abandoned by the Yun family, and Zhou Yushen broke off our engagement. When I was isolated and helpless, it was he who showed up and led me out of the abyss. How could I bear to let him embarrass me?"
The moonlight outside the window was obscured by clouds, and the room fell into darkness.
Cen Lian fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. The warm yellow light fell on Yun Zheng's pale face, reflecting the deep fatigue in her eyes.
"Zheng Zheng, does Fu Linghe know about this?" Cen Lian asked softly, his fingers unconsciously stroking the back of Yun Zheng's cold hand.
Yun Zheng nodded gently, "I know."
"What does he think?" Cen Lian asked anxiously, leaning forward unconsciously.
"A lot of things happened to us in Country A." Yun Zheng's eyes softened, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "He was afraid of embarrassing me, so he never mentioned them."
Cen Li'an suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice to say, "He was very worried about you and had been waiting at the door."
Yun Zheng's body stiffened noticeably, and complex emotions flashed in her eyes.
Cen Lian saw the right moment and stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll go call him in so you can have a good talk."
"Wait!" Yun Zheng suddenly called her and wiped her tears in panic, "I... I'm very ugly now..."
Cen Li'an rolled her eyes, took out a makeup bag from the drawer and threw it to her, "Five minutes, enough for you to touch up your makeup and look beautiful when meeting your husband."
In the corridor, Fu Linghe was still maintaining the same posture as in the past two days.
He leaned against the wall, his suit wrinkled and a patch of dark stubble on his chin.
Hearing the door open, he looked up suddenly, his eyes bloodshot, like a wounded trapped beast.
"Is she... okay?" The man's voice was terribly hoarse, as if he hadn't had water for a long time.
Cen Lian sighed and noticed the cigarette butts scattered at his feet and the cold lunch box not far away.
This man who is so powerful in the business world is now as fragile as a child.
"Come in," she whispered. "She's willing to see you."
Fu Linghe's eyes lit up instantly, as if a clear spring of water had been injected into them.
He straightened his tie, only to find with dismay that it was already wrinkled beyond repair.
This bewildered look made Cen Li'an's heart soften, and he shook his head helplessly!
They really are from the same family!
"She put on some makeup." Cen Lian couldn't help but reveal it, looking at the light in Fu Linghe's eyes.
The corners of Fu Linghe's mouth rose slightly, and a familiar tenderness appeared in his eyes.
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