"The Jiang family always treated her well, and she was grateful, yet she couldn’t help falling in love with the second young master of the Jiang family, who was my father."
"But the Jiang family was a noble and prestigious clan, and my father was an extraordinary young talent. The family had arranged a marriage for him early on, and his intended was actually a good friend of my mother, soone pure and kind-hearted."
Qiao Mo hadn’t expected Aunt Feng’s disappearance to be linked to a past affair, and she couldn’t help but ask, "What happened then?"
"Two won fell in love with the sa man, who was my father. But my father also had feelings for my mother. Although the Jiang family treated my mother well, they would never agree to a match between her and my father."
"Later, my grandfather once sought out my mother and advised her to leave. Proud and unwilling to owe the Jiang family any more, coupled with her guilt towards her friend, she prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, before she left, in a drunken mont, she and my father had an encounter."
"My mother felt increasingly guilty and believed she had wronged her friend, so she left for good."
Qiao Mo spoke softly, "But she didn’t expect that encounter to result in you, did she?"
"Yes, shortly after leaving, she discovered she was pregnant. She struggled with the decision but ultimately decided to have the child and raise ."
"Who would’ve thought that Aunt Feng’s disappearance would be related to your background? It’s been tough for her all these years..."
Qiao Mo had interacted with Feng Lan for a long ti, always thinking she was just a thrifty, ordinary woman who managed her household well. She hadn’t expected that Feng Lan was once a noble lady from a distinguished family.
Now looking back, ti truly can smooth out all the edges.
She rembers Aunt Feng, dressed simply, navigating through the market, expertly selecting fruits and vegetables, bargaining, wearing plain and inexpensive clothes, and would, like any mother, prepare a simple yet abundant al waiting for her child to co ho...
No wonder Jing Hao brought her to a Western restaurant today. He must have also believed that Aunt Feng was just a simple woman who couldn’t get used to Western food like steak, who couldn’t understand the cello or saxophone.
But in reality, as a mother, she had only hidden all of her brilliance.
She no longer got her nails done ticulously, didn’t go for afternoon tea on a sun-drenched afternoon, nor did she wear beautiful dresses to shuttle between various dances...
She beca a mother, started to work hard for a living, began cooking and sewing, and those glamorous lifestyles had long been replaced by a child.
No one could have imagined that over twenty years ago, she was once a stunning beauty in the wealthy circle.
Now if you place her among those wealthy ladies, who knows how much she might fade in comparison, yet life has given her a maternal glow, serene and holy, irreplaceable by anyone.
Qiao Mo shook her head, feeling a bit dizzy, attributing it to the discomfort from drinking a few sips of red wine.
"Who wanted to take Aunt Feng away?"
"It was my father’s brothers. My father was in poor health, and those uncles began to vie for the family fortune. After my mother left, my father waited in vain for many years. Aunt Lan also waited with him all along. After ten years, he couldn’t bear to delay Aunt Lan’s happiness any longer, so he eventually married her."
"Aunt Lan was Aunt Feng’s friend back then?"
"Yes, ironically, both their nas contain the character ’Lan.’ Hers is the ’Lan’ from ’orchid,’ and my mother’s is the ’Lan’ from ’mountain mist,’ as if destined to have an inseparable bond in this lifeti."
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