Chapter 296 My mother's surname is also Shang
The old lady sighed, her eyes full of struggle, and continued.
"I tried to persuade them and beg them, but they wouldn't listen, saying I was too soft-hearted. I had a huge argument with your grandfather, and by the end, I realized our values had long been different. They only cared about the Xing family's interests, but I couldn't. Seeing you lose your family at such a young age and being treated like that by them, it pained me too."
"But they are still my family, and I had no choice, so I chose to leave the Xing family. But at that time, I didn't go to the countryside, I just moved out."
"Later, Ayu and Zhonghua's relationship became increasingly strained due to some issues, so I followed Ayu to Longping, and that's why I stayed in the countryside."
"Over the years, I've repeatedly told them not to mistreat you and to be extra kind to you. But I know it's useless... The hatred and grievances in your heart can't be erased with just a few words of advice."
"I understand this hatred... If it were me, I wouldn't be able to forgive him either. But Ah Mo, grandma still wants to tell you something from the bottom of her heart. When people make mistakes, they will eventually be punished by karma and reincarnation. Zhonghua did something wrong, and sooner or later he will pay the price. I won't protect him, and I can't."
She paused, her eyes pleading.
"Amo, your grandfather has passed away, and Zhonghua is my only child. I'm old and won't live much longer. I hope you can forgive Zhonghua and stop making trouble... Don't trap yourself in hatred in the future... Zhonghua knows he was wrong... He really treated you as family all these years..."
"Amo, you're still so young, and you have a long life ahead of you. Holding on to hatred will only make you unhappy, and it's not worth it. Grandma hopes you can think more about happy things, think about the future, think about people who can warm your heart, and don't always wrap yourself in ice... From now on, live a more relaxed life..."
The old lady's words were like warm water, slowly seeping through the frozen corner of Xing Mo's heart.
He still didn't say anything, and his fingertips repeatedly rubbed the amulet in his palm.
At this moment, the old lady suddenly stood up by holding the sofa.
Xing Mo thought she was going to leave, but he saw her bend her body and kneel down straight towards him.
"Grandma!" Xing Mo stood up and reached out to help her: "Hurry up, what are you doing?"
The old lady didn't stand up. She held his arm tightly with both hands and apologized to him sincerely: "Amo, it's the father's fault if the son is not well educated. Your grandfather is gone, and as a mother, I can't escape the responsibility for Zhonghua's mistakes... A simple apology can't make up for the suffering you have endured, but I still want to say to you sincerely on his behalf, I'm sorry, child..."
After saying that, without waiting for Xing Mo's reaction, she actually kowtowed to him.
"Grandma, get up quickly!"
Xing Mo helped her up with all his strength, feeling mixed emotions.
He looked at the old lady's red eyes and her legs that were trembling from kneeling, and his heart felt like it was blocked by something, sour and bitter.
I said I would let it go but I didn’t.
But when I say how much I hate her, it actually fades away...
Time is a strange thing. It can wash away love, hate, anger, and ignorance, and it can also quietly change a person's mood.
Just like now, he still hated Xing Zhonghua and still felt uncomfortable, but he no longer had the urge to seek revenge.
Why, don’t you want to think about it anymore?
Even he himself found it incredible.
When seeing the old lady off, Xing Mo took the initiative to ask her: "Grandma, will you return to the countryside in the future?"
"Back! I'm used to it."
"Contact me in advance and I'll take you there."
"good!"
The car slowly drove away from the villa and disappeared into the night.
Xing Mo stood in the snow at the door, looking at the direction where the car drove away, and felt like a heavy stone was lifted from his heart.
"Second Master, what did the old lady say to you? They talked for so long." Xiang Ze's voice suddenly came from the side.
"Stay away from me." Xing Mo glanced at him coldly and turned to go into the house.
Xiang Ze quickly caught up and leaned forward to ask, "By the way, Second Master, you just went to see Miss Su Xin. How was it? Did she like the gift?"
Xing Mo paused, took off his green jacket and threw it to him: "Thanks to you!"
Xiang Ze was puzzled and asked cautiously, "Height-increasing insoles... doesn't she like them?"
Xing Mo: "If you dare to mention the word 'shoe insole' to me again, I will tear your mouth apart."
“…” It’s over. It seems I really don’t like it.
Xiang Ze leaned forward again, trying to make amends: "Second Master, I'll give you another trick!"
"Zhizhizhi! I'll slap you twice!" Xing Mo spat, "Get lost."
"oh……"
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On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Yan and Xing Yu came to the sanatorium to visit Shu Zhicheng.
Last week, Lin Yan sent Shu Zhicheng to this nursing home.
She is pregnant now and in poor health, so she really has no energy to take care of Shu Zhicheng.
Although the nanny at home was dedicated, she was not as thorough as a professional caregiver. After discussing with Xing Yu, they chose this nursing home with a good environment and sufficient medical resources, hoping that Shu Zhicheng could receive better care.
Walking into the ward, the nurse came up to greet me with a smile: "Ms. Lin, you are here."
"Auntie, Happy New Year." Lin Yan glanced at Shu Zhicheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, unconscious and dazed, and asked, "How is my dad?"
"She's doing fine, but she still doesn't speak every day." The nurse seemed to remember something, turned around, took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the bedside table and handed it to her.
"By the way, Miss Lin, your dad has actually been writing these past few days! He's filled up a whole page. Take a look!"
Lin Yan took the paper and looked at the crooked handwriting on it.
There were only three words written repeatedly on it.
Shang Jinglan.
Lin Yan silently repeated the name in her heart.
Shang Jinglan...
Jinglan...
She used to think her mother's surname was Jing, but now it seems that her surname is Shang?
Surname Shang.
The face of Shang Lao inexplicably flashed through my mind...
In doubt, Lin Yan walked towards Shu Zhicheng and squatted beside the wheelchair.
"Dad, are you missing Mom again?" She held up the paper and asked him softly, "Dad, Mom's full name is Shang Jinglan, right?"
As expected, Shu Zhicheng continued to stare blankly ahead without giving her any answer...
When we left the sanatorium, a ray of sunshine finally appeared in the sky.
Xing Yu was holding her hand, and seeing her absent-minded look, he stopped and asked: "Ayan, what are you thinking about?"
Lin Yan was silent for a few seconds, then looked at him seriously. "Xing Yu, do you still remember Mr. Shang? The overseas tycoon. When I first met him, he said I looked like his daughter... And, I heard him say that his daughter had severed ties with her family because of a man and had been missing for many years."
"And I just found out today that my mother's last name is also Shang... Although it seems a little impossible, isn't this all too much of a coincidence? Do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand." Xing Yu tightened the scarf around her neck and promised, "Leave it to me. I'll check this out."
Lin Yan nodded and said nothing more.
"Ayan." Xing Yu whispered, "I thought about it all night last night, and there's something I feel I have to tell you. We are husband and wife, and no matter what happens, we should discuss it together. If the problem is really my fault, I will give you an explanation."
"What's up?"
"Go home first. I'll tell you when I get home..."
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