Ji Niandong saw her standing at the door and instinctively took a step back. Why did this scene always feel so familiar, always accompanied by a sense of fear and the urge to escape?
Could it be related to her ti in Paris? Why couldn’t she rember? Ji Niandong didn’t dare to think about it any further!
Perhaps sensing her unease, Lu Beichen tightly held her hand, their fingers intertwined, and she indeed felt much more at ease.
"Co in!" Tong Songlin said.
Seeing that it was them walking in, Gu Xiyao was so startled that she dove under the covers, "Is it Little Uncle? Mother, why did you let them in?"
She wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, as if that would keep her safe.
Lu Beichen heard her voice, and his expression grew a few degrees colder.
Ji Niandong also let out a slight sigh of relief, looking at the lump on the bed, "I didn’t co here today to trouble Gu Xiyao."
She said directly, and Tong Songlin asked, "Tongtong, did you forgive Xiyao? After all, she is your sister. She knows she was wrong. Could you, for your mother’s sake, let her go this ti?"
"Are you pleading with for her?" Ji Niandong asked directly, unexpectedly the conversation began so sharply. With Lu Beichen by her side, she felt comforted, unlike last ti when she was completely at a loss. Even though this person is her mother, why does she only feel fear and terror facing her, completely devoid of the warmth she felt as a child?
"Tongtong, if I were to plead with you, would you agree to your mother’s request?" Tong Songlin asked, but it was clear she wasn’t pleading, rather as if every conversation with her daughter was filled with coldness, a coldness even Lu Beichen subtly sensed.
In comparison, she indeed didn’t care that much about Tongtong!
Ji Niandong glanced at Gu Xiyao on the bed and asked directly, "Then what do you think about her wanting to kill ?"
"I’ve already reprimanded her!" Tong Songlin pressed her lips together, "I can’t just stand by and watch anything happen to you!"
Hearing her say this, Ji Niandong noticeably relaxed, and Tong Songlin continued, "Tongtong, I’ll take her back to Paris and never disturb your lives again. Can you let her go this ti?"
"You want to take her back to Paris and never return again?" Ji Niandong asked directly, "Is that so? In your heart, she is your only daughter, right? Otherwise, you’ve returned for so long and have no intention of seeing and Dad. Even if Dad is not my biological father, he has raised for so long. If you really care about , wouldn’t you be grateful to him?"
"You know he isn’t your biological father?" Tong Songlin glanced at Lu Beichen, surprised, puzzled, and a bit disgusted.
Only then did Gu Xiyao peek out from under the covers. Ji Guoqiang wasn’t Ji Niandong’s biological father, so who did Mother have her with?
"Why are you so surprised?" Ji Niandong said directly, "Who is my biological father? Which makes you so unwilling for anyone to know?"
Tong Songlin instinctively stepped back two steps, her entire body tense, as if she hadn’t recovered!
Ji Niandong continued to ask, "Why do you have this reaction? You loathe my biological father, so you don’t like either, right? Who is he? Who is he?"
Ji Niandong got a little emotional, and Lu Beichen quickly pulled her back.
Only then did Tong Songlin speak quietly, with an unmistakable tone of contempt, "No one will ever know who he is, no one in this lifeti will know!"
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