Dressed as the ex-wife of a high-cold boss

Ning Shuang looked around at everything she used to be familiar with, and said in a daze: "I know you hate me, and I hate myself too. Let's sit down and have a good talk today, and I will tell you everything I can tell you. You are an adult, you should How you decide is your own choice."

Wen Yao paused, although he struggled, he still sat down.

Ning Shuang looked at the ginkgo tree that had lost all its leaves in the courtyard.

Nothing but tree trunks.

"I am the adopted daughter of the Ning family. Before I met the Ning family, I was in an orphanage. At that time, life in the orphanage was very poor and I was often abused.

I escaped and met..."

Ning Shuang thought for a while before she came up with an appropriate address, "Your grandfather. He brought me back to Ning's family, gave me a surname, and also gave me my name and home.

I thought I would not be looked down upon from now on, and I could be confident and grounded like a child with a family.

After going to school, I found out that this is not the case.

I still get ostracized and people still point fingers at me.

I refused to accept it, I kept resisting, and finally offended someone who shouldn't be offended. Your grandfather died of anger, and your biological father was disfigured in order to save me.

Only I am alive without any injuries, and I am pregnant with you.

Others thought that your father Ning Lin was dead, so I decided to tell others that I was molested by Wen Yang.

For some reason, Wen Yang, a bad old man, took the pot and married me.

You know what happened after that.

Your biological father wants to revitalize the Ning family and needs your help. "

Ning Shuang finished speaking in one breath, not daring to look at Wen Yao's face.

Wen Yao had already been vaccinated, and he was still shocked when he heard these words.

He wanted to slap the woman in front of him a few times.

He scolded unbearably: "What have you lived for decades? Who are you worthy of in this life? You are sorry for all the people who love you, and you are sorry for yourself. You deserve it. You have no friends, no relatives, no spouse."

These words hit Ning Shuang's face like slaps one after another.

The tears in the corners of her eyes slid down instantly.

"Is it only me who did something wrong? Is there no injustice in fate? Why don't you give me a good life experience? Why don't you give me a real family? If these are given to me, I don't need to feel inferior? I will Being bullied by others?"

Wen Yao wanted to split open her brain, to see how her brain grew.

"If you apply your theory to me, can I think the same way? Anyway, I am right, and others are wrong?! Why don't you let the earth watch your mood change?

Isn't it a chance that fate gave you from an orphan to an adopted daughter of a famous family?
How many orphans dream of the life you have.

After you have it, you look hard at what you don't have.

People like you, no matter how many things are given to you, you will never be satisfied.

When you were young, was there no love?
The Ning family doesn't love you enough?

There is a man disfigured for you, do you think no one loves you?

If you want me to say that the unlucky man is that he ruined his whole life for a stupid woman like you! "

The irritability accumulated in Wen Yao's heart was almost exploding.

"It turns out that you also think of me like those people. What have I raised all these years?" Ning Shuang couldn't hold back her face.

"Besides giving me life, what else did you give me? Yes, there is also shame." Wen Yao said coldly, "Where is Ning Lin? He should be watching from a corner, how long does he want to hide? "

Ning Shuang remained silent.

Wen Yao walked to the ginkgo tree and stood still.

I do not know when, began to snow.

The heavy snow with goose feathers sprinkled down from the distant sky, the picture is chic and pleasant.

Wen Yao looked at Feixue, and his depressed and distorted mood was relieved for a moment.

What kind of bad game is his life?
Why is the person who gave birth to him so stupid?

As long as she has a little more brains, her life with him will never be like this.

Her life is full of vitality.

It's a waste of so much life for this woman, she will always only have those things she didn't get in her eyes.

Wen Yao didn't know how long he stood in the snow until a male voice sounded behind him.

"come in."

Only then did he move his stiff body from the cold and turn around.

It was a man wearing a mask.

The figure is thin and thin, so thin that it is obviously sick.

Ning Lin stared at the straight young man, very satisfied, and said again, "Come in."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the back room first.

Wen Yao followed with stiff steps, and passed Ning Shuang without any pause.

Ning Shuang's hands hanging by her side were clenched into fists, and anger flashed in her eyes.

They want to remove her, they want to be beautiful!
The inner room was very warm, and the chill was dispelled in an instant.

Ning Lin sat on the soft couch and said, "Sit whatever you want."

Wen Yao really didn't intend to be polite to him, so he found a comfortable place to sit down, "How long have you been here?"

"It's been here since you came in." Ning Lin's voice was still rough, "You have organized this place very well, it's very different from what I remembered."

"Why didn't you come here when you were alive? Why didn't you go to me?"

"I went to find you suddenly, would you believe me?"

"No. But you designed Xuan Yun, she is closer to me than relatives, even if you directly designed me, I would not be so angry. But you designed her because of me." Wen Yao's eyes are like sharp knives Staring closely at Ning Lin's mask.

Ning Lin turned her head to avoid his gaze, "That was my last move. I will apologize to her, and I will also apologize to you. Sometimes, you have to pay attention to those who must hurt your relatives. You can't deny this time The auspicious turmoil did not bring you any benefits."

Wen Yao: "I don't need such a benefit. Without Xuan Yun, no matter how many things I have, they will be useless and useless."

"As far as I know, you like Xiu Jiangyuan. But from the beginning of our conversation, all you care about is Xuan Yun. Are you deliberately using Xuan Yun to divert attention?"

"I don't need you to worry about my relationship with Xuan Yun and Xuan Jiangyuan."

Ning Lin's chest heaved up and down, showing dissatisfaction with the answer, but suppressed his anger.

"You don't want to say it, and I don't force it. Although we are biological father and son, we haven't gotten along these years, let alone have feelings, I won't force you to do anything.

If I didn't feel that you were going to appear on social occasions as a descendant of the Ning family, I wouldn't be so impulsive as to design this opportunity to make the Ning family shine regardless of your wishes.

Whatever my reasons, I shouldn't be highlighting you at the expense of your friends. "

Wen Yao was shocked by his words.

He thought that Ning Lin would be like Ning Shuang, not clear-headed and self-centered.

He said moodily, "You're pretty good at building a good impression for yourself."

"You can understand it as a crippled person's compromise with fate, but it's not all compromise.

You are my child and I didn't do one iota of responsibility growing up.

I am ashamed of you.

I can't wait to express myself when you might need me.

Unexpectedly, in the end it still made you embarrassed. "