The style of the female supporting role is wrong

Chapter 18 The daughter is willing to admit her mistake (18)

Ji Ge followed Yan Ran into a noodle shop.

The store has obviously been open for a few years, and the furnishings look old, but it is kept clean.

Yan Ran originally thought that the young lady who had been pampered and raised like this would dislike such a simple environment, but she didn't expect that Ji Ge didn't care at all and sat down with an unchanged expression: "I want a bowl of wontons."

Yan Ran came back to her senses and remembered the eldest lady's performance at the barbecue restaurant last time. Without saying anything, she ordered a bowl of three-fresh noodles.

The two of them did not speak in a tacit understanding, but immersed themselves in eating dinner.

Jige tied her long hair behind her head with a rubber band and scooped up a steaming wonton with a spoon.

The wonton skin is as thin as paper, with a faint hint of meat color. There are green scallions floating in the soup, which tastes very fresh when bitten.

The bone soup boiled into an attractive milky white color, and the mist rose thickly, blurring the face of the girl opposite.

Ji Ge couldn't finish more than half of the bowl and waited patiently for Yan Ran to finish.

After eating the last noodle, Yan Ran took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, lowered his eyes and said, "Let's go."

It was definitely not a good place to talk in a small restaurant, so Yan Ran paid and led Ji Ge towards home.

The rain stopped, and some water droplets lingered on the eaves. They fell to the ground and accumulated small water marks, reflecting the bright light.

The air was fresh and slightly cool after the rain. The people brought by Jige silently stayed three meters away from them and followed them not far or near.

Ji Ge followed Yan Ran into his house.

The small rental house was filled with furniture and textbooks, making it difficult to even move in. The original owner had never set foot in such a place in his life.

"Let's talk." Yan Ran moved a plastic low stool and said calmly.

Ji Ge sat down peacefully and handed him a photo.

In the photo, the man is tall and tall, with a cold and distant face. It was obviously taken secretly, and the pixels are not very good, but it fully demonstrates his noble and cold temperament.

There is a strong sense of distance.

Yan Ran stared at the photo and said hoarsely: "You have no evidence, how can you prove that he is my...father?"

The word father is difficult for a young man to say.

Longing and hating, longing and disgusting.

Ji Ge probably guessed Yan Ran's mood at the moment.

She took out another photo from the small bag she carried with her and handed it to Yan Ran.

The man inside is obviously much younger, somewhere between a boy and a young man, and his expression has softened a lot. He is holding a beautiful and gentle girl in his left hand, smiling broadly at the camera.

The girl looked familiar. Yan Ran had peeked at a photo of Yan's mother when she was young, and she was exactly the same.

Yan Ran felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his mind was in a trance.

He heard the girl say lightly: "This is a photo I asked for from your mother's old classmate. You should be very familiar with who the woman in the photo is?"

Yan Ran couldn't refute and could only wait in silence.

Ji Ge continued to speak: "Your mother and father were originally in love, but they were framed by someone with intentions. She was your mother's best friend at the time. She took advantage of your father when he was drunk and became pregnant with your father.

Your child ascended to power by virtue of his son, forcing your mother to leave."

"But your mother didn't know she was pregnant with you at that time. When she found out, she couldn't bear to have an abortion, so she gave birth to you alone."

"Over the years, your father has never given up on looking for you, mother and son, but because of the intervention of your father's current wife, he has never been able to do so."

"You should have grown up in a wealthy family, with no worries about food and clothing, without having to worry about making a living. Your mother should have become a rich wife, living a leisurely life, instead of dying early due to overwork."

"To sum up, someone stole your mother's life and yours. You lost your loved ones and had to work day and night to make money, but they lived a peaceful, happy and harmonious life."

Ji Ge smiled and looked up, as if he could see what was in Yan Ran's heart: "Don't you complain, don't you hate it?"

"Ji Yanran."

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