Rebirth: The first daughter-in-law

Xie Jingya's small body is wearing a light yellow dress, her hair is tied up in a random knot, most of it is scattered behind her head; a pair of crystal clear eyes shine on her palm-sized face.

At this time, she ignored the drizzle and walked quickly through the corridor that must pass by Xie Anbang's study. Because of the weather, Xie Jingya arrived at Xie Anbang's study without meeting a single servant.

Outside the study room.

There were raindrops on her head, and some raindrops even dripped down her head curtain, but she ignored it and walked towards the place where there was candlelight.

Less than ten steps away from the candlelit study, Xie Jingya heard a charming laugh. Although the sound was not loud, she still heard it.

Her mother is seriously ill in bed, and her father has not been close to her mother for a long time. But as long as he is at home, his father will definitely spend some time talking with her mother and recalling their past. Xie Jingya has always seen this love.

, so, even though her father rested in the concubine's room every night, she believed that her father loved her mother deeply and was deeply loved by her.

For some reason, she felt very harsh and uncomfortable when she heard the sweet laughter coming from the study. Her mother was so ill, but her father was enjoying the tenderness of his concubine. Are all affectionate men in the world like this?

?

She shook her head to calm her thoughts.

When she approached the study door, it was Aunt Su's voice that came from inside.

"Anbang... thank you for everything you have done for me!" Aunt Su wrapped her arms around Xie Anbang's neck and said softly.

"Xuelian, for you, all this is worth it. In less than three days, Mrs. Wang will definitely die. Once the mourning period is over, you will be my, Xie Anbang's only first wife, and the head wife of this Xie Mansion. By then,

Jingyan and Ruiran will also be legitimate legitimate children." Xie Anbang hugged Aunt Su, whispered her maiden name, and caressed her in a low voice, "Xuelian, I just have to make you wait for another year and a half.

load."

"Anbang..." Aunt Su's voice was slightly choked, but she was more excited. "I have been waiting for this for fifteen years. Even if I wait three more years, I don't care, because I know that in this world,

You are the one who loves me and my children the most."

The silhouette of the window reflected the candlelight, and the two bodies were pressed together until an abnormal breathing sound came from inside...

Xie Jingya, who was squatting below, heard all this. Her heart was like the snow in a frozen lake, so cold that she couldn't breathe.

She ran to her father to save her mother, but found out that her father was an accomplice to her mother's death, or even the main culprit. She couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it.

My father is so kind to my mother, and the way he looks at my mother is so tender. If my father doesn't love my mother, how much scheming does it take to act with such tenderness and persistence? How much patience does it take to plan for fifteen years?

Her mother has only been married to her father for twelve years, but they have been in love for fifteen years. She has always thought that her father loves her mother deeply. It turns out that it is just an acting, but she and her mother are two fools in the play, and they regard each other as enemies.

For relatives.

When she returned to her mother's room, she looked at her mother, who still had her eyes closed, was as thin as a stick, and had a sallow complexion with no trace of blood. Xie Jingya only heard a voice in her heart shouting: Revenge... revenge...