After wearing a book, I became the mother of a paranoid villain

Chapter 313 What a painful thing, but it is the truth

Wen Qing nodded in frustration, stretched out his hand to open the latch, and watched Wen Yan's little figure go out.

Gu Yuanjing has been guarding the door and never left.

At this moment, he was also extremely glad that he did not choose to leave, no, Wen Yan came out and walked towards him.

Gu Yuanjing's eyes were slightly happy, and he took a few steps forward, but when he touched Wen Yan's stubborn and alienated eyes, he pursed his lips, "Yan'er."

Thousands of words are stuck in the throat.

Wen Yan lowered his head and kicked away the stones at his feet.

He asked: "Why did you come to us? Break our peaceful life?"

Gu Yuanjing had thought that Wen Banyan was angry, or bewildered, or indifferent.

But I never thought about it.

Wen Yan only had a calm tone.

"I want to make up for you mother and son." Gu Yuanjing's voice was a little choked up, and everyone said that the man did not flick his tears lightly, but he didn't reach the point of sadness.That's all.

"I had some misunderstandings with your mother back then. I blamed me for leaving without saying goodbye and not leaving her a message. I thought I could come back in ten days and half a month." But at that time, he was tricked by his mother to go back to the house on the grounds that he was seriously ill. After returning to the mansion, his parents immediately imprisoned him in the palace, restricting his freedom of life.

It's not that Gu Yuanjing didn't think about running away.

But his mother threatened her with her life, and as a child, he couldn't witness her committing suicide.

Gu Yuanjing compromised, and when he regained his freedom, he tried to go back to find Wen Qing.

But people go to the building, the beautiful woman is not there, and there is no news.

He was nowhere to be found, but he had not given up searching all these years.

"Without your presence, my mother and I can live well." Wen Yan pursed his lips slightly, he didn't have the anger he expected, he thought he saw this heartbroken man.

He would fly into a rage, and would rush over to beat him with his small fists, scolding the grievances that their mother and son suffered all these years.

But probably it's a blood relationship, and it's probably Gu Yuanjing's remorseful expression. He is amazing, and his mood gradually calmed down.

So I plan to communicate with each other calmly.

"I know, I know everything. But Yan'er, I am willing to spend my whole life to make up for Dad's fault. I don't ask for your forgiveness, but please give me a chance, please?"

"I will prove everything with time."

Wen Yan raised his head, showing a face somewhat similar to Gu Yuanjing's, and said with a serious expression: "You shouldn't tell me this, I have only been taken care of by my mother since I was born. I never thought that I There is a father, he should have died in mother's memory a long time ago."

"When the children nearby called me a bastard and called me a child without a father. When my mother was almost bullied by bad guys because of my beauty, and when she had to change my appearance to protect me, she took me away from home and went everywhere. Toss and turn for a living."

"When we come to one place, we have no fixed place to live. You didn't participate in the most difficult days of mother, and I don't need a father in my future life."

Wen Yan's words were heartbreaking, every word, like a sharp knife stabbing fiercely into Gu Yuanjing's chest.

He clutched his heart in excruciating pain.

He has always felt guilty about Wen Qing's mother and son, and he also thought that it would be difficult for a weak girl to survive if Wen Qing had a child.

He has thought about it.

But when Wen Yan recounted how difficult the mother and child have been in these years, Gu Yuanjing realized that he is simply a big bastard!
What face does he have to ask Ah Qing to get back together?

What face do you want to recognize Wen Yan's son?

He didn't participate in their most difficult past.

In the future, he will not be needed anymore.

What a hurtful word, but it happens to be the truth.

There is probably nothing more painful than this.

(End of this chapter)