Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 258 The biological father
Especially after being drunk, such a half-dream and half-awake state is even more charming, not to mention people of the same age, even a young man, if he sees Han Ruo, his heart will probably be a little moved.

Her beauty happened to be impartial to Lin Jing.

Although her other two daughters, Lin Xiaoxiao and Lin Lili, are also beautiful, they are not as good looking as Lin Jing. Lin Jing is the one who most resembles Han Ruo among the three daughters.

But the one who is most like a mother is the one who is least loved by her mother.

Han Ruo leaned back and asked, "What's the matter, tell me."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lin Jing asked angrily, "Is Lin Zhenghong my biological father?"

Even though Lin Jing had guessed seven or eight points in her heart, she still wanted to get a letter of approval from her mother at this moment, so that she would not hold on to some useless hopes.

Han Ruo was stunned, she stared at Lin Jing in astonishment, "Why do you ask this?"

Lin Jing pursed her lips, lowered her head, and felt a little lonely, "For so many years, you also know how I came here, the three daughters of the Lin family, why do you and your father only love older sisters and younger sisters, and why are you so cruel to me? I think It doesn't make sense, unless I'm not your biological daughter."

Han Ruo's eyes flashed with panic, but this panic was fleeting.

She immediately sat up straight and took Lin Jing's hand. In order to reassure her, she said firmly, "How can you think so? You were indeed born by your mother. I gave birth to you in October." down."

Lin Jing said calmly, "I know I should be your own, because we look alike, but I am not at all like my father. In fact, I have heard people say a few times that I look a little like Mixed race. 80% eastern face and 20% western face. So can you tell me, who is my father?"

"..."

Han Ruo's hand held Lin Jing's hand all the time, as if frozen there, Lin Jing could feel sweat dripping from Han Ruo's palm.

She pulled out her hand and grabbed Han Ruo's wrist. The mother's dazed and surprised look made Lin Jing more certain of her thoughts.

She pressed, "Mom, tell me who my real father is, can you tell me?"

Suddenly, Han Ruo withdrew her hand and turned her head aside, she panicked and her voice trembled even more, "You're just guessing, it's nothing, you are the child born to my husband, and your father is Lin Zhenghong. "

Han Ruo closed her eyes to hide the pain and panic in her eyes, but her trembling body had already betrayed her.

Every pore of her seemed to be filled with ice, making her shiver.

Lin Jing stood up, walked around the table, came to Han Ruo, squatted on the ground, and held her hand, "Mom, can you tell me? Don't lie to me."

"I didn't lie to you." Han Ruo withdrew her hand, she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and said, "Don't think about it, mom drank too much wine, she is a little confused, don't be confused with me .”

"I do not believe."

This time her attitude was very firm, and the reason why she came here with Han Ruo was also because she wanted to find out about this issue.

Han Ruo frowned, his eyes were panicked, and he waved at her, "Don't ask any more, this matter is really not what you think it is."

(End of this chapter)