After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

"Yue Yue?"

Although Tang Yue was right in front of him, Tang Jiaqiang still asked in confusion and rubbed his eyes. Even though he saw clearly, he still didn't believe that Tang Yue came to see him.

He hurt Tang Yue too deeply.

Even he couldn't forgive himself.

"Dad." Tang Yue called again, and she circled the family.

Tang Jiaqiang just looked at Tang Yue.

Tang Yue raised her foot and visited every room.

Tang Jiaqiang followed behind her.

"Dad, did we live here before?"

Tang Jiaqiang burst into tears.

He covered his face and sobbed, "When your mother and I got married, we lived here."

Tang Yue's eyes also turned red.

She asked Tang Jiaqiang again, "Has the decoration here changed?"

"It has changed." Tang Jiaqiang cried:

"After your mother passed away, Chen Ling sold this house. They renovated it a long time ago, and dad bought it back a while ago. It's no longer the same as it was before."

A deep sense of loss passed through Tang Yue's heart.

In other words, there is no longer any trace of my mother left here.

"Dad, do you have a picture of my mom?"

Tang Jiaqiang immediately cried out of shame, "No, there is nothing left. Chen Ling destroyed all of your mother's belongings."

Tang Yue looked back at Tang Jiaqiang and laughed, "You deleted her so thoroughly."

Tang Yue’s words made Tang Jiaqiang even more ashamed.

Suddenly Tang Jiaqiang said, "Oh, there is also that bracelet. That is the only one left."

Tang Yue laughed again.

She added: "I had to insist on getting the bracelet back. It was so difficult for me to get it back, and you didn't help me."

Tang Jiaqiang recalled the day when Tang Yue went to ask for the bracelet. He was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to look at Tang Yue.

"Dad is sorry for you and your mom." Tang Jiaqiang said crying.

Seeing Tang Jiaqiang crying so hard, Tang Yue said, "Why are you crying? You thought these things were right when you did them."

Tang Jiaqiang pounded his head. He seemed to be talking to himself, or to Tang Yue:

"I was a poor boy back then, and your mother was a rich lady. Her relationship with me was a great honor for our family, but I never cherished her."

Tang Yue turned and looked at her father.

The father lowered his head and talked to himself, as if he was confessing to her.

But what's the use of confessing to her?

The person he should confess to is her mother.

But her mother is no longer here.

Tang Jiaqiang cried again, "She is an extremely kind woman, and she is also very beautiful..."

"What's the use of being kind?" Tang Yue interrupted Tang Jiaqiang.

Tang Jiaqiang looked at Tang Yue.

Tang Yue added: "What's the point of being pretty? It's even more useless to be nice to you. You ended up betraying her anyway."

Tang Jiaqiang lowered his head; his daughter's condemnation made it impossible for him to raise it again.

But he continued as if he was explaining something to Tang Yue: "She lived in Country Y at the beginning. We met each other only once when she came back to travel. At that time, she was young and beautiful, and she attracted me deeply... She was the best woman in the world, and she met me, the worst man in the world..."

In fact, Tang Yue was not prepared to listen to this from her father.

But Tang Jiaqiang added:

"At the beginning, your grandfather was an official in the palace of Country Y. He used many means to prevent your mother and I from being together, but your mother still married me regardless of everything. Your mother has never met her parents."

"But even though your mother gave so much for me, I still didn't cherish her. When she was pregnant with you, I met Chen Ling through your second uncle's introduction.

Soon, under Chen Ling's seduction, I got together with Chen Ling.

And Chen Ling told me that she was also pregnant.

A few months later, your mother gave birth to you, but she discovered my affair with Chen Ling. However, Chen Ling was also pregnant at that time, and your mother was kind-hearted and did not do anything bad to Chen Ling.

But I still didn't cherish your mother. I hung out with Chen Ling all day, which led to your mother suffering from postpartum depression.

When you were three years old she drove her car off a cliff and committed suicide..."

Tang Jiaqiang was already crying uncontrollably.

Tang Yue closed her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks.

How she left here, she herself didn't know.

It was only when Lu Nancheng spoke in her ear that she came back to her senses.

She asked Lu Nancheng, "What did you just say?"

Lu Nancheng looked at her. He didn't say anything just now.

But Lu Nancheng didn't tell Tang Yue that he didn't say anything just now. Instead, he said to Tang Yue: "I just said, baby, I can find someone to restore your old house to its original state."

Tang Yue had tears in her eyes.

Seeing tears about to fall, Tang Yue turned her head and looked out the window. She said, "So what if it returns to the way it was? That person will never come back."

The tears in my eyes finally fell.

Like beads on a short string.

Lu Nancheng held her in his arms, wiped her tears and kissed her forehead.

Her tears were like blood dripping from Lu Nancheng's heart.

This made Lu Nancheng feel extremely distressed.