Rebirth: National Crown Prince

"Mother." Wan Ling's eyes were distant, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his attitude was good.

Zhang Banggu, who was opposite, looked at the girl in front of him, his expression suddenly stiffened, and a bit of disgust and impatience flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

So long.

Zhang Banggu has probably forgotten that she has such a daughter.

Zhang Banggu didn't want to see her daughter very much, so for such a long time she had forgotten that she still had such a shame around her.

"What are you doing out here?" The tone was very stiff and cold.

Wan Ling raised his eyes slightly, pursed his lips slightly, and saw her slowly speaking: "It's been such a long time, I should go out for a walk, right?"

Zhang Banggu frowned: "Look at your face. If I were you, you wouldn't go out and embarrass yourself. Just stay at home and stay well with me. If you go out, how will those people outside see me?"

Wan Ling's eyes were slightly sarcastic. For so many years, as a biological mother, she has been saying that she is a shame to her. She can obviously be excellent, and she can do better than her sister, but everyone can easily ignore it. She, ignore her, why?

Wan Ling thought she could face her mother's disgust calmly, but she found that she still couldn't do what she imagined. She really failed.

The mother's cold and disgusting gaze was like a knife stabbing into Wan Ling's heart, causing Wan Ling to almost become numb from the pain.

"Yo! Why is it so lively!" A strange voice came from the other side.

"Qu Yayuan!" Zhang Banggu looked at Qu Yayuan, who was walking towards here, displeased.

Who is this woman?

Wan Ling hasn't been out for a long time, so she doesn't know many things happening outside, but why is there such a young and beautiful woman in Wan Zhai?

Qu Yayuan chuckled and glanced at Wan Ling, "So you have such a daughter, she is quite beautiful."

However, when she saw the girl's face on the other side, her face changed slightly, and she gently covered her mouth with her fingers, "It's terrible that this face is burned, ah! I'm a pregnant woman and can't look at it now. It's so scary." My son is not fine."

Seeing Qu Yayuan's hand gently caressing the child in her belly, Wan Ling was shocked, child?

What's the matter?

Wan Ling's heart was filled with bad thoughts. Thinking of this, Wan Ling's eyes became a little complicated.

Zhang Banggu's eyes were a little impatient, "Qu Yayuan, what kind of monster are you trying to do?"

Qu Yayuan looked embarrassed, "Ah, no one thought that Damao actually has a daughter. She looks so scary. No wonder you don't want to let her go out."

Zhang Banggu sneered: "Who said she is my daughter? It is just a shame to the Wan family. She is not my daughter!"

As soon as these words came out, Wan Ling's eyes were stunned. She didn't expect that her biological mother could even say such words.

Isn't she her daughter?

Ah! It’s really the most ridiculous sentence I’ve ever heard since Wanling was born!

very good!

I cried so much in my heart.

"What are you arguing about again?" Wanda Mao walked over with an unhappy expression.

"We are not arguing, I just lament the daughter in front of you." Qu Yayuan said.

Wanda Mao looked at Wan Ling and frowned slightly: "Who are you?" Wanda Mao was also shocked when he saw the girl's appearance.

Wan Ling thinks these people are really funny.

The mother did not recognize her as her daughter, and the father acted as if he did not recognize her. It turned out that there was no place for her to stay in this family.

"Just a stranger!" His thin lips pursed, and then he slowly said this sentence.

Wan Ling turned around without hesitation, but his eyes were inexplicably moist...

"Wan Ling, get back here, don't you go out and embarrass our Wan family!"

Wan Ling's steps paused slightly, and then she said: "Wan Ling is just Wan Ling and has nothing to do with you."

Zhang Banggu's sharp voice came, "Once you walk out of this door, you'd better never come back."

It doesn't matter.

Her expectations and enthusiasm for them over the years have long been exhausted by their cold disgust and ridicule.

But the only one who is reluctant to let go may be Aunt Xue who has been taking care of her.

I wonder if Aunt Xue will blame her for being so impulsive.