Our love is not a fairy tale

Chapter 77 You Are My Sister (2)

"I... I am Chen Ru's daughter." Chen Chen closed his eyes and roared out.

Chen Chen's roar made the ward suddenly quiet...

"You said you are my sister?" Xiao Fan was the first to react, she stared at Chen Chen with wide eyes.

Seeing that Chen Chen nodded seriously, Xiao Fan's lips moved. She couldn't digest the mood at the moment. She had lived for 19 years, why did she suddenly have a sister.

"19 years ago, Chen Ru was kidnapped and fell into the sea. She was rescued by my father. At that time, she lost her memory and got better with my father. She gave birth to me a year later. Later, she recovered her memory. Just left my father and I disappeared, do you understand my father's feelings, he loved her so much, she just left me and walked away without a word, my father hugged me who was not yet a month and left him to live Decades of hometown, it took 5 full years to find her, if he hadn't accidentally seen her on TV in the street, he didn't know if he would have found her, but it was just waiting for my father and me What is it, except for her betrayal, but what I saw was the love between her and Ji Liang and Xiao Fan, who is more than one year younger than me, you know how much I hate, how much my father hurts, this is okay, Chen Ru once again Do you know what her attitude was when she saw my father? She just said sorry softly, threw a pile of stinky money and left, left..." Chen Chen stood up, pointed at everyone and said loudly Gao, and then turned into shouting.

"Why don't I know anything?" Listening to Chen Chen's words, Xiao Fan murmured in a daze.

"How could you know that my father and I went to find Chen Ru again, and she threatened to commit suicide, hoping that my father would not come and destroy her current life. My father loves her so much and took me away." Chen Chen He choked up for a while, pointed at Xiaofan and became emotional again: "Do you know, I already have memories when I was 6 years old, do you know how stupid I was at that time, in order to know what my mother was like, I secretly I ran to the kindergarten where you went to school, and saw your mother kissing you so lovingly, and your father touching your head so kindly. You know what kind of life I lead. I don’t have a mother. Ruming father, do you know how I have come here for more than ten years, I am worried that even my father will leave me..."

(End of this chapter)