Rong Qingzi could not help but burst into tears, but when she heard Mu Qian's words, she suddenly looked at her.

There was a fragmented scene in front of me, and Mu Qian's face was also blurred, only those eyes were filled with regret, regret, and indescribable pain.

"What did you say?" Rong Qingzi spoke slightly tremblingly.

Mu Qian still tried hard to hold her hand, "At first I thought that my father must have betrayed you and deceived you. I should be his and Sheng Lin's daughter..."

Hearing this sentence, Rong Qingzi suddenly grabbed Mu Qian's hand tightly with his backhand.

Mu Qian chuckled softly, then reached out to cover the back of her hand, "So today, I went for a kinship examination with Lu Yuan. Do you know Lu Yuan? Lu Yuchuan and Sheng Lin's daughter..."

Rong Qingzi didn't say anything, she just looked at Mu Qian tightly, and tears still couldn't help but flow down.

"Mom." Mu Qian called her again before continuing, "I don't know why you think your father betrayed you and deceived you. But I want to tell you that the result of my identification with Lu Yuan is a relationship with all compatriots."

The relationship between the whole compatriots is to have the same father and mother.

She and Lu Yuan are not half-brothers or half-brothers. They are biological sisters who are too close to each other and who are the same father and mother.

The moment she got this result, Mu Qian was unable to clean up her confused state of mind. But in just a moment, she thought of Rong Qingzi.

When Rong Qingzi heard this result, she froze and even tears were in her eyes, and she did not continue to fall.

She opened her mouth and repeated the sentence trembling again: "What did you say?"

"I was not born by you, nor was I born by my father." Mu Qian whispered, "He has never deceived you, he has never betrayed you..."

Rong Qingzi's body suddenly shook, and tears condensed in her eyes rolled down again.

This time, her gaze finally became clear.

She looked at Mu Qian for a long time. After a long time, she slowly shook her head and murmured like herself: "Impossible...Impossible..."

From beginning to end, Mu Qian acted very calmly, calmly different from ordinary people.

"When I got this result, I also felt it was impossible." Mu Qian said softly, even with a smile, "Why should one of the two people who raised me, should have given birth to me? But no... Mom, Lu Yuan and Lu Yuchuan have had paternity tests, she is really Lu Yuchuan's daughter."

In other words, she must be Lu Yuchuan's daughter.

Whether it is Rong Qingzi or Mu Huaian, they are all people who have no blood relationship with her.

The blood all over Rong Qingzi's body became cold at that moment.

Mu Qian could clearly sense that the hand she was holding Rong Qingzi was cold little by little.

"Mom..." Mu Qian shouted at her again.

After a long time, Rong Qingzi finally reacted, but she laughed.

She was smiling, but tears once again burst out unscrupulously.

"You are not his daughter...you are not his daughter..." she murmured, "He didn't lie to me, he didn't lie to me..."

Mu Qian was always silent, just holding her hand quietly and letting her emotions vent.

Rong Qingzi smiled and cried out gradually.

Her cry once again attracted the attention of people around her.

The restaurant staff have been paying special attention to them since the previous slap. Seeing this, the manager hurried forward to ask about the situation.

However, without waiting for the manager to approach, Wu Hao, the bodyguard who had been following Mu Qian, stood up and stopped him.

Not long afterwards, the guests in the restaurant were gradually politely invited away, and even the staff were cleared, and finally there were only Rong Qingzi and Mu Qian.

Mu Qian seemed calm and peaceful, but in fact, she didn't pay attention to the people around her leaving.

And Rong Qingzi had already cried so hard that she had lost her mind.

She is a person like her, who has always been loved by everyone, and the infinite tolerance and unlimited pampering she has obtained have all turned into invisible at this moment.

In her world, there is clearly only one person.

A person who has passed away for more than ten years.

She laughed for him, cried for him, lived hard for him, and practiced herself for him.

She seemed to be the most unrestrained one, but in fact, she was the one who tied herself the tightest.

She tied herself tightly to a dead person, and only he could truly affect her emotions.

Mu Qian sat next to him, quietly watching Rong Qingzi cry for a long time, and finally reached out and hugged her gently.

"Mom." She whispered, "How could Dad lie to you? 'Only the true beauty of peony'...Don't you know what you are in Dad's heart?"

...

Late at night, Rong Qingzi, who had been crying for a long time, finally returned to calm little by little in the hotel room.

Mu Qian always sat next to her, letting her cry for a long time, but did not persuade her.

After more than ten years of grievance and pain, she needs such a catharsis.

And, far from enough.

The moment the doorbell rang, Mu Qian came to her senses, stood up and walked to the door.

Opening the door, Wu Hao stood at the door and handed her a painting.

It was the peony in the center of the entrance to Huaian Painting Hall, the most stunning and grand peony.

Mu Qian reached out to take it and then closed the door.

Wu Hao looked at the gradually closed door and opened his mouth, but did not make any sound.

Mu Qian returned to the bedroom, walked to the bed, raised the painting and placed it next to Rong Qingzi.

"Mom, I have someone bring this picture of peony." Mu Qian said, "You haven't seen this picture well for many years. Now, I'll return it to you."

Rong Qingzi was originally lying on the bed, almost covering her head. When she heard Mu Qian's words, she slowly pulled down the quilt and looked at the painting in Mu Qian's hand.

With just one glance, tears blurred their eyes again.

She sat up slowly, reached out to take the painting, put it in front of her, and looked at it carefully.

He never likes to use heavy colors when painting, but he only applies thick and full red when painting peonies.

How could she misunderstand such a thought?

"He and Sheng Lin met since childhood..." When he spoke again, Rong Qingzi's voice was extremely dull. "Sheng Lin liked jasmine when she was young, and he would occasionally paint a picture for her... Later, we met Sheng Lin in Huai City. At that time, he had already started to make a living by painting. Seeing Sheng Lin alone and having a big belly when he came back, he drew a jasmine for her... I was jealous and did not allow him to draw other women with flowers, so he never painted it again... Since then, he has painted me a peony every year... but I have lost it..."

As she spoke, tears kept falling onto the frame glass. She reached out to wipe it, but she just wiped it more and more.

"Not lost," Mu Qian said, "those peony pictures have been retrieved."

When Rong Qingzi heard this, she looked up at Mu Qian.

Mu Qian smiled slightly, "After the opening of the Painting Hall, Huo Jinxi found many of the paintings drawn by his father, including seven peony pictures. After I took over, I found the remaining three. Now the ten peony pictures drawn by his father are in the collection room of the Painting Hall."

Rong Qingzi laughed while crying, but after laughing, her tears became even more intense.

"Mom, Huaian Painting Hall is well run, but you haven't been here once." Mu Qian said, "When did you come, let's organize your father's paintings together... There are many paintings, but Dad didn't leave a date for painting. I was young at that time and couldn't remember them clearly. You must remember them all. We can organize them together and compile those paintings into a book..."

Rong Qingzi looked at her quietly for a long time, but in the end, she turned her face away again.

After a long time, she spoke again: "It's getting late, you go back... Let me be quiet alone."

After a moment of silence, Mu Qian nodded slightly and replied only: "Okay."

After saying this, she stood up and was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly stopped again.

With a slight bow, Mu Qian took out the previous piece of jade from his handbag.

When she gave the jade to Rong Qingzi in the restaurant, Rong Qingzi did not really accept it. When she left, she took it back.

Mu Qian turned around and returned to the bedside, Rong Qingzi looked at her again, and happened to see the piece of jade in her hand.

"Mom." Mu Qian said, "I chose this piece of jade because there are two peony peony on it. Although it is incomparable to what my father paints, this... is my wish. Mom, I gave you this piece of jade in hopes that you will be happy, so you must accept it."

She took Rong Qingzi's hand and slowly placed the piece of jade on the palm of Rong Qingzi's hand.

When doing this, Mu Qian suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasy in her heart.

Rong Qingzi has always refused to show kindness to her.

And this time, after the jade lay quietly in Rong Qingzi's palm for a few seconds, Rong Qingzi slowly put away his palm and held the jade in the palm of his hand.

"I accepted it," she said.

Mu Qian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, reached out and gently tidied up Rong Qingzi's hair that was stained with tears.

Rong Qingzi didn't move and let her organize it for herself.

Mu Qian finished tidying up little by little, took a tissue to wipe her tears, and then whispered to Rong Qingzi: "Mom, you have a break early and don't cry anymore."

After saying this, Mu Qian stood up and turned around and walked towards the door.

Rong Qingzi sat on the bed until Mu Qian's figure walked to the door that she raised her head and looked at Mu Qian's back.

Mu Qian opened the door, looked back at her, smiled, and walked out.

Rong Qingzi's eyes remained on the slowly closed door, and she had not moved for a long time.

But Mu Qian did not move after leaving the door.

She just leaned quietly on the closed door, standing motionless, with no expression on her face.

She was laughing all night, and by this moment, her face was already a little stiff.
Chapter completed!