northernbook Chapter 120 The Real Truth
Chapter 120 The Real Truth
"A Zheng..." Lin Mingmo murmured repeatedly.
What a friendly name.
But why did he call Mo Zheng like that? What was their relationship?
Her brain was about to shut down. She stared at the person in front of her, trying to use her eyes to peel off the mask on his face.
Feeling Lin Mingmo's gaze, Zhao Wenyan turned his gaze towards her, "I know you must have a lot of questions now, and it would be troublesome to explain them. Why don't you eat first..."
The man had a gentle and elegant temperament, not at all cold and aloof, and he was always smiling while talking.
But when Lin Mingmo looked at him, she felt an inexplicable chill.
"Zhao Wenyan...this isn't a fake name, is it?" Sheng Yuan asked contemptuously while staring at the man opposite him, holding the dazed Lin Mingmo beside him.
Zhao Wenyan took out his business card and handed it to Sheng Yuan, "I will never change my name."
Sheng Yuan took it and took a look. Oh, it turned out that this building was his property. No wonder he could arrive so quickly.
If it really was him... Sheng Yuan could probably understand why Mo Zheng had been out of contact for so long.
"Then the name Ying Lan is fake." Sheng Yuan said with a chuckle.
His guess was proved, and he couldn't help but curl his lips, but when he felt Lin Mingmo's body stiffen, Sheng Yuan restrained his expression again.
His hands tightly gripped Lin Mingmo's shoulders.
Fortunately, Lin Mingmo is not an accomplice.
She was just a victim of deception.
Zhao Wenyan smiled and shook his head, "I don't know..."
His eyes were sincere, and he didn't seem to be lying.
Lin Mingmo's body trembled more obviously, her whole body was numb, and her breath was stuck in her chest. She couldn't say a word she wanted to say.
Fake... all fake...
No Ying Lan... No uncle...
So, is the blood relationship between them still there? Is the woman who looks so much like her still her mother?
Do not!
Lin Mingmo almost lost the strength to stand.
Tears welled up in her eyes and she sobbed silently.
Sheng Yuan turned his head and said softly, "It's okay. We have plenty of time. We can slowly ask you what you want to know."
"I'm here."
After finishing a lunch made with precious ingredients like chewing wax, Lin Mingmo got into the extended Lincoln car in a daze.
The car sped along, and Lin Mingmo stared blankly out the window, her mind restless for a long time.
She is afraid.
What else is real?
About an hour later, the car drove into a manor-style villa on the outskirts of Luochuan. The spacious green lawn and the magnificent European-style architecture were enough to show that the owner here had substantial assets.
As soon as she got off the car, Lin Mingmo caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing at the door.
Her heart instantly rose, and without caring about anything, she ran forward.
"Mo Zheng!"
Mo Zheng heard the voice and looked up.
In an instant, his face turned pale, he was in extreme shock, his pupils dilated, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Sheng Yuan and Zhao Wenyan walked slowly.
Zhao Wenyan looked at Lin Mingmo's back and couldn't help but sigh, "They really look alike."
She looks so much like her sister.
Sheng Yuan looked at him with sharp, cold eyes.
"So...she really is related to you."
Zhao Wenyan calmly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled indifferently.
"Let's have a good chat about this once we all sit together," he said calmly. "This is a surprise for me, too."
Lin Mingmo ran closer and saw that Mo Zheng was fine, with no missing limbs and no signs of being kidnapped. She felt relieved, thinking that he must not have suffered much here.
"Mo Zheng..." Lin Mingmo was tired from running and called out while panting.
"You...why are you here?" Mo Zheng's voice trembled violently, as if he was excited, but also afraid. "You...do you know everything?"
"Know what?" Lin Mingmo looked at him in confusion.
It seemed like everyone knew something, except her.
Lin Mingmo's eyes were sore, she shook her head and asked, "What should I know?"
Seeing Lin Mingmo so close, his childhood memories became clearer and clearer, and he finally understood why he wanted to get close to her from the beginning.
Mo Zheng could no longer pretend to be calm. His heart was like a surging torrent.
Unable to contain himself, he took a quick step forward and hugged Lin Mingmo tightly in his arms.
"I knew it... I knew it..." Mo Zheng's heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest.
Caught off guard, Lin Mingmo was wrapped in this embrace.
She didn't have time to think about anything, her mind was blank, and she just let him hold her in his arms.
Seeing this scene, Sheng Yuan couldn't help but frown and quickened his pace.
"Lin Mingmo...you are my sister..."
Mo Zheng's sobbing and choking voice suddenly reached her ears, and Lin Mingmo's mind was suddenly like a thunder exploding.
"Wha...what?"
"Really, you are my sister!" Mo Zheng shouted excitedly and hugged Lin Mingmo tighter.
Lin Mingmo almost couldn't breathe.
"No wonder I feel so close to you... It turns out you are... You are my daughter!" Mo Zheng murmured excitedly.
At this time, Sheng Yuan and Zhao Wenyan also walked to the door, and they both heard these words.
Sheng Yuan's eyes flashed and he turned to look at Zhao Wenyan.
Zhao Wenyan still looked calm and said, "Come in. I've prepared some tea and snacks."
"Woo... woo..." Mo Zheng cried with joy and buried his head in Lin Mingmo's shoulder.
At first, he cried very restrainedly, but gradually, his emotions were filled with more and more sad memories, and he cried louder and louder.
Lin Mingmo had no choice but to temporarily put aside the doubts in her heart and coax the grown man who was crying like a child.
Sister...Mom...
He is...brother?
It was unknown how long it took before Mo Zheng stopped crying.
He grabbed Lin Mingmo's hand and whispered, "I feel like I'm dreaming..."
Everything in front of her seemed even more unreal to Lin Mingmo.
Now, she just wants to know the truth.
Lin Mingmo and Mo Zheng walked in together.
Reception room.
Zhao Wenyan asked the two to sit down, then asked the servant to bring a document and handed it to Sheng Yuan and Lin Mingmo.
"Just take your time and I'll explain it slowly."
Lin Mingmo's heart was beating wildly and her outstretched hand was shaking.
Zhao Wenyan explained calmly and slowly, "It all started a long time ago. Back then, my sister, Zhao Wenjing, fell in love with a man."
Mo Zheng lowered his eyes and couldn't help but continue, "That man is my father."
Zhao Wenyan glanced at him indifferently and continued, "The man was ten years older than her, widower, and had a son. And while we thought he was slick and glib, my sister thought he was romantic and fell hopelessly in love with him, even breaking up with her family for him."
Lin Mingmo flipped through the information and the woman's photo appeared before her eyes.
is her.
It was the beautiful yet ruthlessly abandoned woman that Ying Lan mentioned...
Unexpectedly, in the mouth of another person, she was so crazy and stupid.
"Later, my sister married that man as she wished, and she hasn't been back to Luochuan for a long time."
At this point, tears welled up in Zhao Wenjing's eyes, and his voice was no longer as steady as before.
"When we heard from her again, she was already in the hospital in labor."
"Although my father and I rushed to Jiangjin as quickly as possible, we only had time to see my sister one last time."
That document contained her prenatal examination records and death certificate...
Lin Mingmo's heart tightened and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
A teardrop fell on the yellowed paper, casting a shadow.
"A huge argument broke out between my father and the man, with each blaming the other."
"And the baby my sister gave her life to was born prematurely and was placed in an incubator."
"Afterwards, there was an endless standoff and argument. Both sides wanted to take my sister's child away. There were... too many things that were difficult to talk about. In the end, both sides were hurt, and the child was declared dead..."
Mo Zheng and Lin Mingmo were both plunged into deep sorrow.
Only Sheng Yuan still maintained basic sanity.
"Actually, the child didn't die. She just happened to end up in an orphanage and was adopted... That's Lin Mingmo now, right?"
Zhao Wenyan wiped away her tears and smiled gently, "Yes. It's such a blessing in disguise that my sister's child... is still alive!"
He looked at Lin Mingmo, his eyes filled with a myriad of emotions.