"You're asking me if I'm not upset?" Wu Mei asked back, "How could I not be upset? In this world, what mother wouldn't feel uncomfortable facing the situation of not being able to recognize her own daughter, and having to watch her call another woman "Mom"?"
"But what can I do?" Wu Mei looked at Wang Dingming sadly. "Fortunately, Hu Ling has been kind to Meisha all these years, treating her like her own daughter. I'm very happy that I can see Meisha from time to time. So, I'm still very grateful to Hu Ling, and it's only right that I treat her better."
"It's because that woman Hu Ling treats our Meisha well that I have been living with her until now. If it weren't for Meisha, I would have divorced that brainless woman long ago." Wang Dingming said, his small eyes full of disgust for Hu Ling.
Behind the rockery, Hu Ling could clearly see the disgust in Wang Dingming's eyes through the small hole. Every word in his conversation with Wu Mei was like a dagger piercing her heart.
She stood there, her eyes wide open. She didn't want to believe what she saw and heard, but the tears welling up in her eyes and the aching heart told her that it was all real.
That’s right, Wang Meisha is indeed not Hu Ling’s biological child, because Hu Ling herself is infertile.
Because she was infertile, her marriage was not smooth sailing until she married Wang Dingming, a man who did not despise her infertility.
Not long after they got married, Wang Dingming said he wanted to take her to an orphanage to adopt a child.
Wang Dingming's decision touched Hu Ling and made her happy for a long time. She thought she had finally found the man she could entrust her life to.
When she went to the welfare home, her best friend Wu Mei also went with her.
At that time, she had her eyes on a five-year-old boy, but Wang Dingming and Wu Mei urged her to choose a baby girl who was less than one year old. This baby girl was Meisha.
Wang Dingming said he likes girls and wants to be a daughter slave.
Wu Mei said that daughters are good and that daughters are like a mother’s warm and caring little cotton-padded jacket.
She listened to her 'best friend' and 'husband' and chose a baby girl, naming her Wang Meisha.
She took care of her daughter wholeheartedly and treated her as her own. Even though she was jealous sometimes because Meisha treated Wu Mei, her godmother, better than her biological mother, she always attributed Wu Mei's kindness to Meisha to the fact that they were good friends.
For so many years, she always thought that she was happy. She had a husband who loved her, a beautiful and lovely daughter, and a good friend like Wu Mei who was caring and influential.
However, the cold reality now shattered her into pieces in an instant.
She didn't understand. She didn't understand why things had turned out this way. Why was Meisha Wu Mei's daughter? Wu Mei had clearly been married to Wei Chengzhi for several years. How did she and Wang Dingming get together?
Ye Qin's voice, like a ghost, was low and passed into her ears in a voice that only she could hear.
"Twenty-three years ago, Wang Dingming was an account manager at Lixin Financial, and Wu Mei was a high-level VIP client."
Hu Ling's pupils trembled.
"That same year, Wu Mei went abroad to study for a year. The following year, you married Wang Dingming."
Hu Ling's pupils trembled again, and then she smiled desperately, her eyes were red, as if blood was about to drip out.
"How was it? Did you feel disappointed by the other side?" Ye Qin chuckled in Hu Ling's ear, "I saved your life."
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