Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

When the incident happened, every time Mu Xicheng was mentioned, my mother's eyes were red and she was about to cry.

I was so scared that Chanel never dared to say it again...

Mom's expression suddenly became more flustered, and for a while, she didn't know what to say.

Chanel asked forcefully, "Did he come to see you?"

"No, no!" Mom immediately denied it.

"Then why do you want to help him be a lobbyist?"

"No, no!" Mom's eyes flickered, "I'm just seeing you at your age, and I haven't talked about a boyfriend yet. Mom is very anxious."

Saying such words, my mother didn't dare to look at her, as if she was trying her best to cover up something.

"But I remember you were very much against us."

Mom lowered her eyes: "After so many years, he still misses you. I think he is sincere."

"How do you know that he still misses me? He went abroad three years ago, and I have no contact with him."

Although Mu Xicheng returned to China, Chanel never told her mother about it.

But hearing her tone, she seemed to know everything.

After being poked by Chanel's words, my mother couldn't hold back...

"Is it about Dad?" Chanel took a deep breath.

Since mother took the initiative to say nothing, she boldly guessed and proposed——

Mom's chest rose and fell violently, and her mood became unstable again.

She turned her face away: "Naier, your father's death three years ago has nothing to do with him... Take it easy and accept him."

Is the person Mu Xicheng mentioned is his mother?

The person he promised to keep secret was his mother?

Chanel confirmed what she thought in her heart. Although she was well prepared, she still felt very shocked.

Her face was pale, and she pretended not to understand and asked, "How do you know it has nothing to do with him? Do you know the inside story?"

Mom looked at Dad's portrait and began to wipe away tears.

All kinds of things show that this matter must have something to do with my mother.

Chanel was like a thunderclap: "Father's death—is it related to you?"

Mom's shoulders trembled, because she couldn't see her mother's expression because she turned her face sideways.

"What's going on, what's going on? Mom, tell me clearly... You know that my father's death is the most difficult knot in my heart, why do you keep it from me?"

Mom quickly raised her hand, as if wiping away the falling tears.

Chanel's mind went blank, she shook her head in disbelief, with a gash in her throat, she didn't dare to ask.

I opened my mouth several times, but no sound came out.

My mother got up suddenly and went into the back room, groping for something. After a while, when she came back, her eyes were red, and there was an extra photo in her hand.

Chanel took it over and saw a black and white photo.

It was a photo of my mother when she was a student. She was young and beautiful at the time, with a student haircut, and next to him stood a boy, who was about her age, tall and straight, with a delicate face.

However, this man is not a father.

Chanel frowned tightly, looked at this man, and vaguely guessed something: "Is it related to this man?"

Mom nodded and told a story—

They were childhood sweethearts, and he lived in the building next to her.Since the relationship between the two families is good, they often visit, and the children of the two families also have a good relationship.

He has a gentle temperament, restrained, and treats her very well, but he is too silent.