1287 Talking about the past (1)

Ruan Mengmeng hugged Chen Qingzhi tightly and comforted her gently.

As she consoled her, she intermittently told Chen Qingzhi what she had been hiding in her heart.

Chen Qingzhi’s emotions slowly settled down from the initial fear and horror.

Her beautiful eyes that could always steal souls stared at him in a daze, as if she was immersed in some kind of memory.

“I only know the general idea of these things. Mom, Yingluo, I know these things are painful memories for you, but Yingluo, if it’s possible, I want to know the truth of what happened back then. I’m your daughter. No matter what happened, I’ll always stand by your side. Grandpa said that it was Zhan Yang who forced you, but he didn’t know the exact details. I had no choice but to force him.”

“Wait!” Chen Qingzhi, who had been staring blankly and not saying a word, suddenly raised her head and interrupted ruan Mengmeng.

“You said Grandpa? what Grandpa? Where did this grandfather come from?”

“You really don’t know?” Ruan Mengmeng had thought that Chen Qingzhi was pretending not to know anything to avoid being discovered by her.

Zhan Kai, President Zhan. He’s Zhan Yang’s father, which is also my Grandpa. The young girl felt a little guilty.

Her heart ached for President Zhan, who was all alone, but she had to acknowledge him in advance because of family ties that she could not ignore.

However, ruan Mengmeng didn’t know what the Zhan family was to Chen Qingzhi.

Her mother must have hated the Zhan family. She might not have been able to accept President Zhan, so she pretended not to know him.

battle victory’s President is Zhan Yang’s father, your grandfather? ” However, Chen Qingzhi’s reaction was completely beyond ruan Mengmeng’s expectations.

Her eyes were wide open, revealing a bit of shock.

Then, he suddenly laughed helplessly, ” “So he’s President Zhan’s son, Yingluo, so it’s him, Yingluo. No wonder, no wonder Yingluo.”

“Mom, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me, Yingluo. If you don’t like it, I can cut off all ties with President Zhan.” Ruan Mengmeng was dumbfounded by Chen Qingzhi’s reaction.

“That’s great, that’s great, Yingluo, so all these years, my suffering can’t be considered in vain. Mengmeng, so you’re President Zhan’s granddaughter! Haha, hahaha, you’re actually President Zhan’s granddaughter!”

Chen Qingzhi cried and laughed at the same time. She laughed and cried at the same time, looking crazy.

Her beautiful face was almost completely twisted. Her eyes were full of self-pity, as if she had just fallen into the sea and suddenly hugged a piece of floating wood.

“I thought that I would be unlucky for the rest of my life, but it turns out that I’m not. I can actually give birth to the president’s granddaughter, Hanhan Mengmeng. You don’t have to care about mom, and you’re not allowed to cut ties with the Zhan family. You’re a descendant of the Zhan family, the granddaughter of the war G.o.d’s President. No one will be able to bully you in the future!”

Chen Qingzhi’s eyes, which were filled with tears, gradually turned from dazed and empty to firm.

She looked at ruan Mengmeng, who had finally turned back into the elegant, n.o.ble, exquisite, and beautiful Chen Qingzhi.

“Listen to me, Mengmeng, Zhenzhen. You have to remember that in this world, be it the ruan family or the Zhan family, they all owe us. Oh, and ran ran of the Duan family, didn’t you want to hear about your mother’s story? Alright, mommy will tell you now, Yingluo.”

Chen Qingzhi’s voice was unhurried.

She told him about the tragedy of her life in a low voice.

……

More than 20 years ago, Chen Qingzhi married ruan zhaotian.

At that time, she was young and beautiful. When ruan zhaotian took her out to socialize, she could attract the attention of almost all the male guests and the jealousy of the female guests.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that she was as beautiful as a fairy.

However, beauties were like floating duckweeds, especially those without status or ident.i.ty. When faced with power, how could they resist?

That year, the Duan family, who was the most high-profile and liked to hold banquets, sent out invitations to dance again.

Based on the ruan family’s status and ability back then, they couldn’t even enter the Duan family’s door.

But what was strange was that the ruan family had actually received an invitation to the Duan family’s ball.

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