Chapter 412 You are her daughter?
Song Yajun was completely stunned by Shangguan He's eyes that seemed to want to eat her alive and the sudden accusation.
Her mind was in a mess and she was completely unable to comprehend the situation.
Yes, she designed the car accident to teach Mu Nanyan a lesson, but isn’t Mu Nanyan standing here just fine now?
Not a single hair was lost! As for what made Shangguan He so angry that he even ignored the half life he had just saved and got so excited?
Moreover, he actually looked at his wife as if she were an enemy for the sake of a stranger who had no blood relationship with him?
This is absolutely ridiculous! It doesn't make sense!
Before Song Yajun could sort out this mess, Shangguan He's icy voice came again, every word like a poisoned ice cone:
"That night... I was drugged. It was you who planned it, right?"
He stared at her intently, not allowing her to breathe as he continued to ask:
"And...the person lying next to me that night was not you at all..."
Song Yajun was struck by lightning and froze in place, her face turning pale as paper.
How could he know?! It had been over twenty years since that incident, and she had long since erased all traces of it!
Intense panic instantly gripped her heart, but she still managed to maintain her composure, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to argue:
"You...what are you talking about? The drugging...wasn't it all investigated back then? The waiter brought the wrong juice. What does that have to do with me?"
She even tried to adopt her usual victim attitude, her eyes reddened as she said aggrievedly:
"I was worried about you out of goodness, so I went up to see you... but you... now you're actually suspecting me?"
She became more and more excited as she spoke, as if she had really been wronged:
"And who else could it be that night besides me?!"
Mu Nanyan, who was standing aside, couldn't help but hold her breath when she heard this sudden and shocking inside story.
She originally thought that Shangguan He and Song Yajun were in love with each other, so he abandoned his mother and married her. She didn't expect that there was such an unbearable secret behind it.
Shangguan He's words, "The person that night was not you at all," stirred up a storm in her heart.
If it wasn’t Song Yajun… then who could it be?
A vague guess suddenly popped into her mind—could it be... her mother Shen Yi?
If this is true, then why does Shangguan He have no memory of his mother, while his mother is convinced that she had a relationship with a man... It seems that all the doubts have a reasonable explanation in an instant!
This bold guess made her heart beat faster. She subconsciously covered her mouth and her eyes moved back and forth between the two people who were on the verge of a fight in fear and suspicion.
Shangguan He looked at Song Yajun pretending to be aggrieved and trying to turn the tables, and the last bit of patience in his heart was completely exhausted.
The corners of his mouth curled up in an extremely cold arc, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he had seen through her completely from the inside out.
"The waiter brought the wrong juice?"
He repeated her pale excuse, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Song Yajun, at this point, do you still want to treat everyone as fools?"
He no longer gave her any chance to quibble, his eyes were sharp as a torch, pressing her step by step:
"Then let me ask you, if it was really you that night, why did you refuse so flatly when I offered to compensate you with money afterwards? Instead, you couldn't wait to bring the matter up with your father and force me to marry you?"
"If it was really you that night, why, over the past twenty years, every time you mention that night, your eyes always flicker and you avoid talking about it. You only feel guilty, not the slightest bit of the humiliation of being a victim?"
"If it was really you that night—"
His voice suddenly rose, with a determination to tear apart all hypocrisy.
"Then tell me! Why is Miss Mu's HLA typing 100% compatible with mine?! Why did Jiuze and Fuling fail to match, but she did?!"
The last question was like a heavy hammer, hitting Song Yajun's most fragile nerves!
Her eyes suddenly widened, her pupils contracted with extreme fear, and her body staggered back uncontrollably, almost falling down.
HLA... fully matched?! How is this possible!
Song Yajun knows better than anyone what this means - even for biological children, the probability of achieving full HLA matching is only 25%.
In the huge public gene bank, the probability of finding a non-relative but completely matched donor is as low as tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of one, which is as slim as looking for a needle in a haystack!
Because of this, when the doctor announced that all her immediate relatives had failed to match, she became completely desperate and even fell seriously ill.
But now, Shangguan He told her that Mu Nanyan—the woman she regarded as a thorn in her side—was 100% compatible with him?!
this……
In a flash, Song Yajun connected Shangguan He's sudden reiteration of an incident from more than 20 years ago with this ironclad scientific evidence. A terrible truth that she had never thought of and absolutely did not want to believe exploded in her mind like thunder!
She turned her head abruptly, her eyes shooting towards Mu Nanyan like a poisoned knife, her voice becoming sharp and distorted due to extreme shock and panic:
"You...you are actually her daughter?!"
No wonder! No wonder Shangguan He suddenly questioned what happened that night!
She had clearly handled all the evidence perfectly, believing it was flawless! But the loophole...was right here!
She had planned everything, but she had never expected that the woman she had casually abandoned in another room would become pregnant at once!
What was even more unexpected was that the woman who was assaulted by a strange man actually had the courage to give birth to the child!
A bone-chilling regret and even deeper evil thoughts suddenly surged into my heart.
Song Yajun clenched her hands tightly at her sides, her nails almost digging into her palms.
If she had known this would happen... she shouldn't have been soft-hearted and simply sent that woman away! She should have completely eradicated the problem!
Shangguan He took in the shock, realization, regret and even viciousness that flashed across her face in an instant.
She didn't even deny it!
This silent reaction confirmed everything more cruelly than any sophistry.
His last vestige of hope that this was just a misunderstanding was completely shattered.
He closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, all that was left in his eyes was the cold despair after being deceived for half his life and the disgust that penetrated deep into his bones.
Mu Nanyan, who stood quietly by, listened to Shangguan He's clear and logical questioning, and watched Song Yajun's change from quibbling to shock and then to unconcealable panic. The bold guess in her heart was finally confirmed in the cruelest way.
It turns out... the truth is so unbearable.
Her mother was the truly innocent victim that night. She suffered an unexpected disaster and died alone with a stigma on her shoulders.
And this hypocritical Mrs. Shangguan in front of him was nothing but a despicable thief who stole other people's destiny and gained wealth and glory for more than 20 years by relying on carefully woven lies!
A mixture of sadness, heartache and uncontrollable anger surged and crashed violently in her chest.
Song Yajun was completely overwhelmed by the irrefutable truths that came one after another.
Shangguan He's cold eyes, Mu Nanyan's eyes filled with pity and anger, and the ironclad HLA matching results... were like countless hands tearing the mask she had desperately maintained for more than twenty years into pieces!
The immense fear, the shame of being exposed, and the panic of losing everything instantly overwhelmed her like a tsunami.
Her nerves, which had been tense all the time, completely broke at this moment!
"Yes! So what if I designed it?!"
She suddenly raised her head, and her face no longer had the elegance and grace of the past, leaving only hysterical madness and a desperate look.
She pointed at Shangguan He, her voice piercing the air as she screamed out the secret she had buried for half her life:
"I was the one who gave you the drug that night! I calculated the time and wanted to wait until the drug was taking effect and then go in, pretending that you forced me to do it! That way, you have to be responsible for me!"
Her eyes became resentful and confused, and she laughed wildly and incoherently:
"But I calculated everything... I forgot that a bitch would walk into the wrong room! When I came back, I saw you... You had already..."
She glared at Mu Nanyan fiercely, as if she wanted to eat her alive:
"It's all because of that bitch! She stole the opportunity that should have belonged to me! How could I let her succeed?! So I immediately got someone to drag her away and throw her into another room! And then I lay down on her!"
She seemed to be caught in a frenzy of memories, with a twisted look of delight on her face:
"The next morning... you actually believed it! Hahahaha... You've felt guilty for over twenty years! You married me out of guilt! You gave me the status of Mrs. Shangguan and all the splendor and wealth!"
She suddenly stopped laughing, her eyes becoming empty and desperate, yet filled with a madness of mutual destruction, as she looked at Shangguan He, whose face was ashen and his whole body was trembling.
"But now... now it's all over! Because of this little bastard! It's all over!"
This crazy confession, like the sharpest blade, bloodily cut through all disguises and completely exposed the ugliest and most unbearable truth of that night in broad daylight.
There was deathly silence in the room.
All that was left was Song Yajun's heavy and chaotic breathing.
Shangguan He froze in place, his face turning from blue to white, his lips trembling violently, as if all his vitality had been drained away in an instant.
His long-held suspicions were confirmed, but the cruelty of the truth was far beyond his imagination.
The anger in Mu Nanyan's chest reached its peak at this moment, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time erupting!
She would never allow anyone to slander her mother like this - the best person in the world who was always gentle and strong in her memory and gave her all the love and warmth in the first six years!
What had her mother done wrong? It was nothing more than walking into the wrong room on the wrong night, and being dragged into this carefully planned conspiracy for no reason. She became a pawn to be used and discarded, and ultimately ended up with a tragic end of being unable to return home, forced to leave her hometown, and died with hatred in her heart!
When she thought about the suffering her mother had endured throughout her life, the root cause of which was not Shangguan He's deliberate harm, but entirely the selfishness, cruelty and calculation of the woman in front of her, Mu Nanyan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the bitterness, grief and overwhelming anger intertwined together, almost suffocating her.
She should have thought of it earlier!
How could a woman who, simply because she lost face at a birthday party, dared to plan a car accident and kill someone be a good person? Her viciousness was beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
She took a sudden step forward, her once clear eyes now burning with flames that could burn everything as she stared directly at the woman who had gone mad because her conspiracy had been exposed.
His voice trembled slightly with extreme emotion, yet it carried a decisive and unyielding power:
"Shut up!"
This shout contained such a huge amount of energy that it choked even the frantic Song Yajun.
Mu Nanyan's gaze was like a cold blade, fiercely stabbing at Song Yajun. Every word seemed to be vomited out from her chest, stained with blood and tears:
"You're the one beyond redemption, Song Yajun! Even now, you haven't shown a shred of remorse! You used my mother as a stepping stone to be used and trampled upon at will. You played with Mr. Shangguan's life like a puppet! How dare you still think you're a victim?!"
Her voice grew louder and louder, and the grievances she had pent up for over twenty years and her determination to seek justice for her mother burst forth:
"My mother was so innocent! You ruined her life! She was forced to wander in a foreign land, suffered humiliation, and finally... even died tragically in a foreign land! She didn't know why she had to endure all this until her death!"
Mu Nanyan's eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, but she forced them back, leaving only burning anger and incomparable determination.
She pointed at Song Yajun, as if conducting a long-overdue trial:
"And you! You thief! You stole the life that should have belonged to her! You stole the honor of being Madam Shangguan for over twenty years! You enjoyed everything through lies and schemes, yet you felt no guilt at all. Instead, you became even more ruthless, even trying to kill me to silence me?!"
She took a deep breath and turned all her grief and anger into the sharpest accusation:
"You keep saying that others have robbed you, but the true despicable plunderer, the culprit who destroyed other people's happiness, is you! Your heart has long been corrupted beyond recognition by greed and malice! Mr. Shangguan is absolutely right, you are simply so vicious that it's appalling!"
This tearful accusation was like a thunderclap, splitting open all the hypocritical appearances and exposing the bloody truth and guilt nakedly.
Mu Nanyan stood there, her figure thin but unusually upright, like a warrior holding a sword for her mother, determined to completely redress the injustice that had accumulated for more than twenty years.
Shangguan Jiuze and Shangguan Fuling did not really leave.
They were worried about their father's health, and were extremely uneasy about his sudden request to talk to their mother and Mu Nanyan alone, so they quietly waited outside the half-open door, nervously paying attention to the movements inside.
At first, it was just a suppressed conversation that was hard to hear clearly.
But gradually, their mother Song Yajun's shrill, uncontrolled voice, Mu Nanyan's grief-stricken accusations, and their father's questions mixed with pain and rage, one louder than the other, clearly penetrated the door and smashed into their ears!
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