Jiang Wu was left in the room.

The light dimmed, casting a soft light on the carpet.

She didn't understand Li Yuan's intention, but instinctively felt that everything in the room made her feel familiar and kind.

Reaching over the wooden cabinet and bedstead, she sat down on the soft clothes and sank herself in. The pleasant smell from the bedding was a faint smell of daisy.

Slant head, look to the small cabinet beside the bed, the cloth cover of desk lamp on the head has some dust.

Maybe the servant didn't pay attention to the cleaning and didn't wipe it clean.

She stood up and was about to leave when she saw a wooden photo frame on the edge of the table, covering the front photo.

Her heart missed a shot, always feel that this picture, is what Li Yuan want her to see.

Is it the original owner of the room?

Curious, she reached for the frame.

The photo is old and yellowish. It's a group photo of a family of three.

The young man is dignified, dressed in a strict suit, and does not smile; the woman on the side is wearing a cheongsam, curvy and gentle with a smile; while the girl in the middle, Li Wo, is shallow and elegant with a smile like chrysanthemum.

Jiang wuru was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

For example, at the first glance, she may be confused for a moment, but at the second and third glance, she can never admit her mistake!

That girl is her mother, Baijin!

She, she unexpectedly is Li Jia's big young lady?!

No wonder

Li Yuan would invite her home, and agreed to Weng Shihong's terms, just to take her brother Jiang song home.

It turned out that he had known for a long time.

I always thought that my mother was a humble woman with an ordinary family background, so I was willing to work as a cleaner abroad for my father, just to accompany him and serve him for half my life.

Unexpectedly, she is the daughter of the Hercules!

On the surface, she is as light as chrysanthemum, but on the inside, she is stubborn and resolute. She will not compromise what she sees. In those years, she never mentioned her mother's family for the sake of her father's decision with her family. She never said who her grandfather and grandmother were in front of Jiang Wu and Jiang song.

Once upon a time, it was like this when I married, and then I killed myself.

For the sake of emotion, she is determined and selfish, fearless and paranoid -- Baijin is just a name, but her real name is Li Baijin.

Covering her face with both hands, Jiang Fu couldn't help but shed tears.

She fell down on the quilt, smelling the familiar and reassuring smell. She was dependent and excited.

Since Baijin was buried, she can't find any trace of her mother's existence except for her memories.

But this room, Li family, Li Yuan, let her regain the breath of white brocade! She is no longer a cleaner's daughter, a pathetic illegitimate daughter. In the scenery of Jiang querong, she is as humble as a mole ant. In addition to becoming a brother of a vegetable, she thinks that there is no more relatives in the world to rely on.

But now, she is so excited that she can't bear it. This rare sense of belonging makes her face full of tears.

Not afraid of ghosts, she is eager to see her mother again!

It doesn't take her half an hour. In just a few minutes, she dried her tears, pushed the door and ran out -

she wanted to order the room and her relatives!

Dudu, she knocked on the door of Li Yuan's study.

When she entered the door, she didn't seem to have to say anything. The people behind the door had opened their arms to her.

With a smile of love and guilt, he held back tears in his eyes and spoke softly:

"I should have let go of my heart and recognized your two brothers and sisters. I'm sorry, girl. My grandfather will try his best to compensate you for the rest of my life..."

“……”

Jiang's lips moved back and forth, and her dry tears flowed down again.