Hsiao Chih-ching was confused, but she obediently turned around and allowed Mother Wang to stare at her neck.
Mother Wang stretched out her trembling hand and carefully lifted up Hsiao Chih-ching's loose hair, revealing the back of her neck.
At this moment, everyone realized that there was a small birthmark on the back of Hsiao Chih-ching's neck that looked like a plum blossom.
Although the birthmark wasn't big, only the size of a fingertip, and it was usually impossible to notice, Mother Wang still easily caught it at that moment.
"Mother Wang, could this birthmark be …" Lin Ruoxi seemed to have thought of something and looked incredulous.
Mother Wang's face was flushed with excitement. She grabbed Hsiao Chih-ching's hands and asked, "Zhiqing, your father … what's his name?"
Hsiao Chih-ching was a little frightened by Mother Wang's expression. She gulped and said softly, "Sorrowless …"
Mother Wang's eyes flashed and her lips trembled. Without another word, she grabbed Hsiao Chih-ching's hand and ran upstairs!
Hsiao Chih-ching couldn't react in time and could only follow Mother Wang.
"Hey, Yulan, what are you doing?" Guo Xuehua was confused by the sudden change in the situation.
"Let's follow them." Lin Ruoxi's expression was also a little shaken as she hurriedly chased after them.
When they arrived at Mother Wang's bedroom, they saw Hsiao Chih-ching standing in front of a wardrobe. Mother Wang was opening the wardrobe and rummaging through it.
After a while, Mother Wang took out a small metal box at the bottom of the wardrobe and took out a photo sealed in an oiled paper bag!
Yang Cheng suddenly remembered that when they moved, it was Choi Yeon who found this photo. It was originally in the old CEO's book.
It seemed that she and Lin Ruoxi knew the person in the photo, but Lin Ruoxi was unhappy that Choi Yeon mentioned it.
Later, Mother Wang took back the photo and Yang Cheng never saw what was in it.
"Zhiqing, look, is this the man in the photo?" Mother Wang placed the photo in front of Hsiao Chih-ching.
Xue Zhiqing only took one glance before her eyes froze. She could not tear her eyes away!
After a while, Hsiao Chih-ching murmured in confusion, "Why … why is father … in the photo?"
Yang Cheng, Guo Xuehua, and the others walked up and looked at the photo.
They saw that the photo was taken in a garden, which looked like the front yard of Lin Ruoxi's old house.
There was a man and a woman in the photo. The man was handsome and somewhat scholarly. He had a small mustache and wore a blue shirt. His hair was combed in the middle.
The woman, on the other hand, could be recognized at a glance. It was the younger version of Mother Wang. It seemed that this was a photo of Mother Wang more than ten years ago. At that time, her hair was thicker than it was now, and there were no wrinkles on her face. She was smiling brightly in the garden.
This old, yellowed photo was actually of Mother Wang and Hsiao Chih-ching's father, Sorrowless?!
At that moment, Mother Wang, who had already gotten the answer from Hsiao Chih-ching, had tears welling up in her eyes!
"My daughter!!!!"
Mother Wang suddenly hugged Hsiao Chih-ching and hugged Hsiao Chih-ching tightly. The mixture of sorrow and surprise made her cry completely shatter the hearts of everyone present!
Hsiao Chih-ching was also stunned. It seemed like she couldn't believe what she had heard. She stood there in a daze and let Mother Wang soak her sweater with her tears.
Guo Xuehua looked at Yang Cheng with a puzzled expression. Yang Cheng shrugged and spread out his hands, indicating that he had no idea what was going on.
Lin Ruoxi, on the other hand, seemed to recall something from the past. She looked at Mother Wang in front of her and started to wipe her tears.
Minjuan, who was holding little Lanlan in her arms, was confused at the door.
After crying for more than a minute, Mother Wang finally remembered what she wanted to say. Her face was full of tears, but there was a radiant smile on it.
"Zhiqing, you must be scared. It's mom's fault, it's mom's fault …" Mother Wang was a little incoherent. She smiled and said, "When you were born, you had this flower-like birthmark on the back of your neck. At that time, your father was a gardener. He said that his name was Mo Zheng, the man in the picture. I didn't expect that his name wasn't all real … I gave birth to you with him. You're my biological daughter!"
Hsiao Chih-ching's eyes widened. Her pretty face turned pale, but there was a complicated and indescribable emotion. She bit her lip, but she was in a daze.
Lin Ruoxi was worried that Hsiao Chih-ching wouldn't believe her, so she explained, "Zhiqing, what Mother Wang said is true. I was very young at that time, but I can remember things. That man named Mo Zheng was hired by my grandmother to work in the house, like tidying up the garden. Everyone who came to our house often saw him. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Cai family.
Later, my grandmother made a matchmaker, and Mother Wang married Mo Zheng. After she got pregnant, she went to Mother Wang's hometown to give birth to you. Then, one day, it rained, you disappeared with Mo Zheng.
We spent a lot of effort to find you, but Mo Zheng's information suddenly disappeared, as if he had evaporated from the world. All that was left was this picture, which was kept in my grandmother's book. "
When Yang Cheng heard this, he vaguely remembered that when Choi Yeon came to their house, she seemed to have asked Mother Wang if "that person" had returned. At that time, he didn't care at all.
So, Mother Wang had such a past.
No wonder Lin Ruoxi was so disgusted with Choi Yeon bringing up the past. To Mother Wang, it was like pouring salt on her heart.
She was cheated by her husband, and her daughter disappeared just after giving birth. To be able to hold on like this, she was already considered strong.
Hsiao Chih-ching's voice trembled, and she asked with difficulty, "You … you're … my mother?"
"Yes!" Mother Wang answered immediately.
Hsiao Chih-ching finally couldn't hold back her emotions, and she burst into tears, hugging Mother Wang tightly.
"Mother!"
"Ah, ah! My daughter! "
Seeing that the mother and daughter had finally reunited, Guo Xuehua, who understood everything, was also very emotional. She wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
"What a surprise, so Zhiqing is Yulan's long-lost daughter. How can a mother-daughter relationship be so easily broken, it's connected by blood!"
As Guo Xuehua spoke, she looked at Yang Cheng, and patted Yang Cheng's back, "Well done."
Yang Cheng was also very emotional. He had reunited with the Yang Family, and he didn't expect that he would bring back Mother Wang's daughter from America.
Why else would it be said that it was God's will?
Mother Wang and Hsiao Chih-ching hugged each other for a while, crying and laughing at the same time, before they separated. Mother Wang quickly grabbed her daughter's hand, and ran to the large wardrobe on the other side.
Under everyone's puzzled gaze, Mother Wang opened the wardrobe, and everyone was stunned.
They saw that the entire wardrobe was filled with women's shoes!
There were all kinds of women's shoes, big and small, and they were neatly arranged. There were at least a hundred pairs, and they were all brand new!
Mother Wang held her daughter's hand tightly, and said happily, "Zhiqing, look, these are the shoes I bought for you … Although you're missing, I believe that you'll come back to me one day.
Every year when it's your birthday, I think about how big my daughter's feet should be, and what size shoes she should wear. I'll match the styles of the year according to the seasons, and I'll get someone to make the best shoes for you.
Look, this is for you when you go to kindergarten … This red pair, I want you to wear dancing shoes in elementary school … And this pair, I thought that you'd be going through puberty in middle school, so I made them a few sizes bigger …
Here, here are the four pairs I just bought for you this year. Do you like them? Don't you think they're a little old-fashioned? I don't know if you like high heels or flat shoes, and I don't even know how tall my daughter is … "
Watching Mother Wang take out different pairs of shoes for Hsiao Chih-ching of different ages, everyone seemed to see a scene of Mother Wang looking at these empty new shoes in the middle of the night, missing her daughter.
Hsiao Chih-ching's heart was completely melted, and she could no longer hear what Mother Wang was saying. She covered her mouth, trying her best to hold back her sobs.
Yang Cheng finally understood why Mother Wang went to buy shoes, and why Ah Lian, the shoe seller, hoped that Mother Wang would stop buying shoes one day.
Every time she bought shoes, it was undoubtedly a form of mental torture for Mother Wang. It was a kind of longing, but illusory hope.
Silently, Hsiao Chih-ching reached into the wardrobe and took out a pair of leather shoes she bought this year. Wiping away her tears, she smiled sweetly at Mother Wang, "Mom, I like this pair, let me wear it for you."
"Yes!" Mother Wang nodded vigorously, pursing her lips into a smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness …
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