Chapter 1995 His Extra Daughter

She knew that if she stayed in Ji's family, she would not be able to keep the child. She couldn't let go of the child in her belly, so she had no choice but to run away from home until she later met the Yan family and survived through her identity as a Yan family member. But she was still afraid that the Ye family would find her, and she would discredit her family, so in the end she could only live in hiding for the rest of her life. Until she died, she left this letter to her daughter. If it was true, When she was desperate, she hoped that the Ye family could give Yan Huan a way out for her sake.

However, in the previous life, even the Ye family had no way out, let alone Yan Huan.

In this life, everything has changed, but the only thing that has not changed is that Ye Rong still passed away long ago, just like in the previous life, leaving behind the daughter she was worried about, the daughter she had suffered all her life. .

Yi Ling was originally going to give this letter and those photos to Yan Huan, but they were changed by Sun Yuhan. So later, Sun Yuhan became Ye Rong's daughter, and Yan Huan's parents were still dead.

Now everything is revealed, but Yan Huan just feels ironic that the truth is revealed.

She didn't want a grandfather like that, and she didn't want a father like that.

And now she finally understood why Lu Yi insisted on standing in front of her when Su Qingdong was kneeling on the ground. No matter what Su Qingdong did, her life was all due to Su Qingdong.

But Yan Huan would never think so, because in her heart, even if Su Qingdong gave her a life, the one who really raised her and kept her alive was not Su Qingdong or anyone in the Su family, but Ye Rong was her mother. Even if she owed her debt, she had used her own life and her own children to pay it back in her previous life. In this life, she would also use her own blood and bone marrow to pay it back.

Her bones belong to her mother, and her blood belongs to her mother. She has nothing to do with the Su family.

And she, Yan Huan, was not born to save Su Muran.

If that were the case, Ye Rong would not give birth to her daughter because she would not let her daughter grow up to be so big just to live for others.

Yan Huan folded the letter carefully, put it back into the box, then closed the box and held it in her arms. It seemed that in this way, she could get closer to her mother. It seemed that this was the only way she could still You can capture the breath of your mother.

"Have you thought about it?" Lu Yi gently stroked Yan Huan's hair. Yan Huan was still lying on his lap and was silent. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Well, Yan Huan doesn't understand. What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about?

"Do we still want him to go to jail?" Lu Yi was referring to Su Qingdong. Now that she knew everything, what was her decision?

"Sit down, why don't you sit down?" Yan Huan sat up and hugged the box in his arms tightly, "I don't know him. It's his business to go to jail. Besides, he should have done it, and I didn't ask him to. Her life, if people who have done bad things cannot be punished by law, is there any justice in this world?"

She lowered her head and lightly ran her fingers over the photo album in her arms. Moreover, the things he had done now had to be added to the list. I originally wanted to say, just lock him up for a few years, but now I changed my mind. Yes, she owed me, she owed me my mother, and this time she had to pay back everything to me.

There will always be retribution in this world, it's not that it's not late, it's that the time has not come yet.

"As long as you decide," Lu Yi understands Yan Huan, so he won't persuade Yan Huan, just like he didn't let Yan Huan know about it at first, because she would never be happy if she found out. It won't make her excited, and it won't make her feel like she has a family member.

Yan Huan would rather not have such relatives. Even if she was a child without a father and mother, she would not want such a father or such a family.

"Well, it's decided," Yan Huan smiled. She closed her eyes and hugged her mother's letter and photo album. No one knew that at this time, under her calm appearance, there was a heart that was almost tumbling. Deep hatred.

Regardless of whether it was her father or not, if he wanted to play the family card with her, she would not accept it.

She has no father, she only has a mother.

And such a father deceived her mother and almost killed her. What is she going to do? Is she stupid or stupid?

"What did you say?" Su Qingdong stood up with a cry, and the color on his face quickly receded. He had just been released on bail from there, and he had not recovered yet. He almost couldn't help hearing this. It was something that was going to overturn his life.

This is impossible, how is this possible?

Zhu Xianglan quickly stepped forward and pulled his sleeve.

"Qingdong, you must save Ranran. You are the only one in this world who can save her. Yan Huan is your daughter, and she is your daughter. She will definitely listen to your words, right?"

And Su Qingdong seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and fell down on the chair. At this time, the hair on his temples was all white, and his whole person was too old, almost too old. It's the year that has passed away.

Yan Huan is Ye Rong's daughter, that is, his daughter.

However, when he looked at his hands, his fingers were shaking unnaturally.

Ye Rong, the woman who has been in his soul all his life, she left that year, and the Ye family could not find her, and he could not find her, so he wanted to destroy the Ye family because the Ye family did not Rong was optimistic about it, and it was because of the Ye family that he found Ye Rong. He was calculating Ye Rong, but he didn't know that he was also counting his own heart in it.

"You have to save our daughter, you have to save Ranran."

Zhu Xianglan held on to Dong Qingdong's sleeve tightly.

Su Qingdong's eyes were almost ashen, and he couldn't say a single word from his squirming lips.

Suddenly, he raised his face and stared into Zhu Xianglan's eyes as if they were quenched by poison.

"Tell me, how did you know? When did you know it? You obviously knew it, why didn't you tell me? Tell me, tell me!"

He put his hand on Zhu Xianglan's shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Say it!"

"I……"

Zhu Xianglan was shaken to the point of vomiting by her. How did she know it? Yes, when did she know it? What exactly did she know about it?

"I..." She licked her chapped lips. She wanted to say it at any time, but it seemed that it was impossible at any time.

"Did you find out when you went to the person who styled her?"

Su Qingdong's hands almost pinched into Zhu Xianglan's shoulders, "Tell me, did you already know it last time?"

Zhu Xianglan couldn't answer. She could only open her mouth and stare with big eyes. She couldn't speak or refute.

"Did you already know this?"