Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities Chapter 894: Was It Lost or Abandoned?

Chapter 894: Was It Lost or Abandoned?

Editor: Henyee Translations

Tong Rao frowned. “Why? Just because I’m trying to cover for Jiayin and Sinian? Gu Yang, we’re bound together for better or for worse within the family.”

“If they went to jail, it would bring sha to the Tong family. But don’t worry; I won’t condone their mistakes just to protect them. The Tong family has been wealthy for a century and has its own rules for handling such matters.”

Gu Yang’s tone was slightly mocking. “Establishing a private torture chamber and acting as if you’re above the law? Family Head Tong, you may be impressive, but you don’t have the final say in this matter.”

“Also, Madam Tong, don’t forget that I’m your psychiatrist,” Gu Yang said calmly, her gaze sharp and penetrating. “The long-lost relationship you speak of—was it truly lost or rely abandoned?”

As the Family Head, Tong Rao was adept at concealing her thoughts. If this were their first eting, Gu Yang might not have detected the truth behind her facade.

However, as her psychiatrist, Gu Yang was intimately familiar with Tong Rao’s ntal state and could easily probe into her thoughts.

As anticipated, Tong Rao was montarily stunned by Gu Yang’s insight.

“It seems I was right. With the Tong family’s resources, you shouldn’t have lost a child. Moreover, I’ve never heard of the Tong family making any effort to search for the lost child.”

“So, from the beginning, you resented my existence and deliberately abandoned , didn’t you?”

Gu Yang’s voice remained gentle and asured, her words clear and deliberate, as though discussing any other matter. Being abandoned by her biological mother should have been a deeply painful revelation, but Gu Yang felt detached and unmoved.

Tong Rao regarded Gu Yang with a newfound wariness. This was the first ti she truly understood how formidable Gu Yang was. It was no wonder the Psychology Society held her in such high esteem.

“Since you didn’t want from the start, why seek to acknowledge now?” Gu Yang tilted her head and looked at Tong Rao with a hint of curiosity. “Do you want to gain access to a hypnotist for the Tong family for free?”

Tong Rao had abandoned Gu Yang years ago and had made no effort to search for her. Clearly, she had intended to leave her to fend for herself.

From the beginning, Tong Rao had shown no concern for Gu Yang’s well-being, which explained her indifference towards the Tong siblings’ cri against her. After all, she had a history of similar behavior.

Now that Gu Yang had proven herself exceptional, Tong Rao sought to acknowledge her as a daughter. But had Gu Yang been less remarkable and unable to offer any benefit to the Tong family, would Tong Rao have still extended this acknowledgnt?

Tong Rao looked at Gu Yang with a deep, complex gaze. Her feelings were a mix of surprise, anger, and admiration for the girl’s calm deanor. Few could maintain such clarity and composure upon suddenly learning of their true background.

At that mont, Tong Rao regretted having taken her anger out on this child years ago. She recognized that Gu Yang must have inherited her excellent genes. Seeing how remarkable Gu Yang had beco while growing up in the Gu family in Jin City, Tong Rao couldn’t help but wonder what might have been if she had stayed in the Tong family and been nurtured as an heir.

What an outstanding successor! Tong Rao thought, perhaps even surpassing Tong Wan’s son, Xiao Yize, as the heir.

Once Gu Yang had addressed her doubts, she decided it was ti to leave. After all, the Little Blood Bank was still waiting for her outside.

“Madam Tong, I can forgive the past abandonnt and consider it as repaynt for the act of giving birth. However, I won’t acknowledge you as my mother.”

“As for your children hiring soone to murder , I will pursue that to the end.”

She placed a small bottle of perfu on the table. “This perfu induces peaceful sleep. Consider it a parting gift and a formal conclusion to our dealings.”

“I won’t be taking any further orders from you, Madam Tong.”

Gu Yang retrieved a small bottle of perfu from her backpack and set it down on the table. This was a formula she had created for sleep disorders during her ti studying perfu—a useful tool now.

“By the way, since you’ve provided with so extra inco, I’ll give you one final piece of advice. Check the perfu you’re currently using.”

Her tone carried a hint of playful mischief. “You might find a surprise.”