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"What? Feng Zhiqing?" Xu Weiwei was stunned. "Yes, my sister, Feng Zhiqing." Feng Yang nodded seriously and replied.

"No, it's impossible. I won't accept it." Xu Weiwei frowned and resolutely refused. "Alas......" Feng Yang saw this and sighed, "you are dead in front of everyone. You must accept this identity." Feng Yang frowned and continued to explain patiently, but Xu Weiwei still couldn't accept it. Obviously, she is Xu Weiwei, Xu Weiwei is Xu Weiwei, not Feng Zhiqing.

"I really can't accept this new identity, I can't do it! How can I become Feng Zhiqing? Xu Weiwei is Xu Weiwei, Xu Weiwei is not Feng Zhiqing!" Xu Weiwei roared, turned around and wanted to go, and was pulled back by Feng Yang.

"Accept it, what should come will always come. Even if you don't accept it now, you should accept it in the future. Face the reality!" Feng Yang grabbed Xu Weiwei's shoulder and said, but Xu Weiwei just turned away and didn't speak.

"What's the matter? What happened?" at this time, master Feng came to Fengyang and asked Fengyang seriously.

"Weiwei doesn't want to accept Feng Zhiqing's identity, and I don't know how to persuade." Feng Yang said to Feng Laozi, hoping that Feng Laozi can help and persuade Xu Weiwei.

"Weiwei, you are a obedient and sensible child. This is something you will accept sooner or later. You can stay." master Feng also knew what Feng Yang meant and began to persuade him.

"No! Why don't you let me die in front of everyone without telling me anything? I'm still alive! I'm obviously Xu Weiwei!" Xu Weiwei felt that she was so inexplicable that she lost control of her emotions and almost roared.

"Xu Weiwei! I always think you are a obedient child. Why do you have to be so persistent here? You must accept this identity, okay? Once Xu Weiwei died in the past! Now there is only Feng Zhiqing!" master Feng's eyes show that he hates iron and steel, and his eyes are red.

"I don't know why you want to arrange this identity for me. How can I accept it? I'm confused about things. How can I accept it! I'm sorry, Mr. Feng." Xu Weiwei insisted on her idea. After that, she opened the door and went out without looking back.

"Weiwei! Wait!" Feng Yang turned his head to see old boss Feng and Xu Weiwei. He turned his head and chased out.

"Alas..." and Mr. Feng sighed and staggered back to his study step by step, thinking while walking.

"Weiwei! Weiwei, calm down." Fengyang caught up with Xu Weiwei and pulled her hand in front of him. But when he saw Xu Weiwei wrongly falling down a few tears, he slowly released his hand.

"Who am I? I really can't accept such a sudden identity." Xu Weiwei said to Fengyang with a little cry.

"Weiwei, shall we tangle with this problem first? Let's go to relax. When you're in a good mood, we'll talk slowly." Fengyang said while wiping Xu Weiwei's tears for fear that Xu Weiwei can't accept such a story.

"Uh huh." Xu Weiwei knew that her current state was very indecent, so she nodded and walked in the yard with Fengyang.

After blowing the wind, basking in the sun, looking at the flowers and plants, and chatting with Fengyang, Xu Weiwei slowly calmed down and her mood gradually improved.

"Weiwei, you have grown up, and you should know something. You should be mentally prepared." after a while, watching Xu Weiwei calm down and feel much better, Fengyang decided to tell the story of Xu Weiwei's older generation.

"Tell me! I really want to know. In fact, I already feel that this matter is not so simple. Now I am not as fragile as before, and I am ready." Xu Weiwei has been thinking: who am I and what stories are there about me.

"Your father is actually my father. Feng Mingkun, your mother, is Mao Yingyun's aunt, Mao xiaorou." Feng Yang said and looked at Xu Weiwei.

Xu Weiwei gently frowned and said in disbelief, "that is to say, you and I are half brothers and sisters?"

"Yes," Feng Yang saw that Xu Weiwei was not unacceptable and lowered his heart a little. "But... Because Feng Mingkun had married my mother at that time... So..."

"So, I'm Feng Mingkun's illegitimate daughter?" Xu Weiwei said in surprise, with an unbelievable face.

"I know it's hard for you to accept," Feng Yang continued when he saw that Xu Weiwei seemed to be able to bear it. The stone in her heart finally fell. "However, at that time, because our father Feng Mingkun had married my mother, aunt Mao xiaorou could only let you be born as an illegitimate daughter... Weiwei, can you bear it?"

"It's all right. I can carry it. Go on." although Xu Weiwei is in a complicated mood, she must finish listening.

"Feng Mingkun had planned to leave the family and live a plain life with Mao xiaorou, but master Feng didn't allow it. After all kinds of things happened, Feng Mingkun still obeyed master Feng's meaning and continued to live with my mother." Feng Yang continued to say, looking at Xu Weiwei, afraid she couldn't bear it.

"I'm fine. I don't need to look at my face. You go on. I really want to know the story about my identity. Then what happened? Where did my mother go?" Xu Weiwei listened to all this in a complicated mood. She was so nervous that she shook her palm and was sweating, but she still insisted on listening to it.

"Later, when you were picked up, you had to give it to Xu Wenqing, the housekeeper of the Mao family at that time, but soon after, your mother, Mao xiaorou, jumped out of a building and committed suicide because of postpartum depression..." Feng Yang said all this and lowered his head. He felt that it was too unfair to Xu Weiwei. He was sorry for Xu Weiwei.

"What! Committed suicide?!" Xu Weiwei stopped and asked in surprise.

"Well, yes... Weiwei, I'm sorry..." although it's not Feng Yang's fault, he still blames himself.

"How could it be like this..." even though Xu Weiwei had already told herself that things were not so simple, she couldn't believe this reality after hearing it with her own ears.

"That's the way it is. Let's face it! Weiwei." Feng Yang advised Xu Weiwei in front of him with a trace of heartache.

"It's all right, I'm all right... I'm all right..." Xu Weiwei said to herself again and again, be strong, you should have expected, be strong.