So strong hatred... What kind of pain did the mother break with her father?

Now, if you want to tell your father, what kind of blow will it be to your father when your father really meets your mother and is shrouded in such a monstrous hatred?

Qin Sitong has no idea.

Master Mei went on, "No matter what choice you make, don't let Yuanyuan get hurt. She was hurt too badly. The doctor once said that if she hadn't gone crazy and buried this memory in her crazy state, she might not survive at all. At that time, she lost all her will to survive. That kind of mental pain crushed her whole person."

Qin Si Tong covered his lips with his hands and took a breath. He only felt the weight on his heart. It was so heavy that she was about to stand unstable.

In the past, I always thought that everything would be fine as long as I found my mother, but now, with my mother like this, how can she tell her father about it?

It turned out that some things, even if she knew, were still so difficult to make a choice.

And Jun Jisheng, naturally, understood Qin Sitong's inner struggle, gently hugged her and said, "wait until your mother wakes up. Maybe after your mother knows you are her own daughter, you can slowly dissolve her hatred for your father."

The three men then stood by Mrs. Li's bed. Qin Sitong leaned on Jun Jisheng's shoulder, but his mind was full of the scenes when his father talked about his mother.

Father's remorse, pain and regret have only deepened in the past 30 years. However, her mother is clearly here, but she can't tell her father immediately.

Master Mei just looked at Mrs. Li quietly, half drooping eyes, as if thinking about something.

I don't know how long later, Mrs. Li, who was in a coma, suddenly moaned and slowly opened her eyes. The three quickly surrounded the front. Master Mei cared about the tunnel, "Yuanyuan, how are you?"

Mrs. Li raised her eyes, but her expression was not as ferocious as before, but a little confused, "Yuewen... They..."

At the sight of Mrs. Li, master Mei was a little relieved. At least now she has recovered from her madness to her usual appearance.

"They are..." master Mei looked at Qin Sitong and Jun Jisheng. "Tell her yourself."

Qin Si Tong, with red eyes, squatted down and stared at Mrs. Li, "Mom, I'm your daughter. The baby you thought was dead at the beginning, but I'm not dead. I'm still alive! My grandmother switched me and replaced me with a dead baby, but fortunately, later, my adoptive father, Qin Zhengfeng, you know, Qin Zhengfeng, he found me and raised me."

But to Qin Sitong's disappointment, Mrs. Li shook her head and said, "you're not my daughter. My daughter is Xiya. What about Xiya? Yuewen, I want to see Xiya."

For Mrs. Li, she thinks her daughter is just Yao Xiya.

"Mom!" Qin Sitong held Mrs. Li's hand tightly in both hands. "Yao Xiya is not your daughter. She has never been. She let you recognize her badge. She stole it from me. I... I have DNA proof that we really have a mother daughter relationship..."